Viper : Enemy of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Chapter 29: Look At That, A Flashback

Chapter 29: Look At That, A Flashback

Steve looks at my hand, to me, and back to my hand questionably, but he does take it. I pull him up, but he winces.

"That was low." He grunts out once he's straight.

"Lower than refusing my first attempt at a kind gesture towards you?" I ask. He glares down at me, but he knows I'm right. Everyone comes up to us.

"Steve, are you alright?" Bruce asks.

"Oh, yeah, I'm just peachy." I say sourly sarcastic as I shove past Peter and Clint, before Steve can answer.

As I walk away from the group, I hear Steve mumble, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Where do you think you're going?" Tony asks when I'm in front of the elevator.

I give an exasperated sigh and turn to them. "I thought I would get an ice pack cause, you know, I just got my ass handed to me on a silver platter by a friggin' super human!" I say angrily.

I hit the button, but as the elevator comes, Bruce says, "Steve, we should get you to my lab so I can look at your shoulder." Steve nods in agreement and they begin to walk to me. Or to the elevator more so. "Jade, would you mind coming too?" Bruce asks. I shake my head no and step into the elevator, holding it open for everyone to pile in. Thor is now supporting Steve and when the elevator jerks to a start, I almost fall. He really did mess up my right leg. As I try to push myself up off the wall, Peter comes up next to me and picks me up.

"Peter, I'm f-" I try and protest, but he cuts me off.

"If you say you're fine, I swear I will give you an Aunt May lecture myself." I keep quiet, but I really am fine. "Jade, you have people who will take care of you. Let them." Peter continues.

Really, is all I manage to think, seeing as I'm rather skeptical of that statement.

"Really." Clint says. I guess I didn't just think it. I look around them all and see there is some concern in their eyes. And then I see Steve. He looks at me like a puppy with a broken paw, limping through the rain. I hate that look, but then I see his shoulder and give him the exact same one. I can already tell it's dislocated, because I've had my fair share of dislocations. My eyes travel down his body and I see I did in fact hit a tendon of some sort in his left thigh. There's a large bulge and I know something's wrong. The elevator dings and Peter carries me to Bruce's lab while everyone follows. Peter sets me down on the same table I was on when I couldn't see. Everyone follows and Steve props himself up on a table across from me. I hop down and walk, or I guess limp, to him.

"I dislocated your shoulder." I bluntly say. Everyone turns to me and Steve looks down at me quizzically.

"How do you know?" Tony asks.

"I've had my fair share of them, I know one when I see it."

"Okay, well give me a second, and I can replace it." Bruce says.

"No need." I stop him and take Steve's left hand. "I know it must be hard to stand with that leg, but would you mind getting down so I can pop your shoulder back into place." He eases himself down and I do my best to support him by grabbing his torso. He leans into me and I shift to make it more comfortable for him.

"Go right ahead, ma'am." Steve says, causing a small smile to tug at my mouth.

When he's stable I say, "Okay, not gonna lie, this will hurt." He looks at me skeptically, but I just shrug. "On 3." I push him back slightly so he leans on the table, and I hold his wrist with my right hand and his bicep with my left. Hot damn... This guy really is ripped... Off topic, Leiton!! I take a deep breath, "1..." and push his wrist up and pop his shoulder back in with my left hand.