𝐸𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 · 𝑃.𝑃

~4~

It had been a few weeks since I found out Peter saved my life and all the shit went down. Me and Peter haven't really spoken, we've said the odd 'hello' or the 'thanks' for passing food around the table. I was deep in my thoughts during training and didn't even realise that the punching bag was on the floor and I was punching the air.
"y/n!!" Steve shouted. I broke out of my thoughts and whipped my head around.
"Yeah?" I say, out of breath. My dad pointed to the punching bag on the floor and that my knuckles were pouring with blood.
"Shit." I mumble to myself. I run up to the medbay.
"Bruce?!" I shout through the medbay. I hear footsteps and they reveal Peter.
"Oh...hey." I say, barely above a whisper.
"Hey. What's up?" He asks. I show him my hand and start to look around for bandages.
"Want some help with that?"
I wince in pain and nod my head. I sit on the counter while he wraps my knuckles in bandages.
"How'd you do this?" He asks.
"Taking out my stress on a punching bag. I didn't even notice that I had punched it onto the floor and was just punching the air." I chuckle at the end and so does Peter.
"What you stressed about?"
"Just the last couple of weeks, not being able to train. Kinda took it a bit too far tonight."
"Kinda?" He laughs.

"Everyone! Dinner!" Nat shouted up the stairs. I was writing in my journal when I jumped off and skipped down the hallway.
"Hey y/n. How's the hand?" Steve asks as I get to the bottom of the staircase.
"Haha very funny." I sarcastically say with a fake laugh.
"You bandage yourself very well little mortal." Thor compliments.
"Peter did it for me. Bruce weren't up there and you think I could do this myself?" I joke.
"Is someone warming up to Mr Parker?" Wanda whispers in my ear. I nudge her side and take some food and walk to the table, next to Thor.
"Sup old man." I playfully punch his shoulder which he returns with a slap around the head.
I roll my eyes and continue to eat my dinner.
"Hey guys. Sorry I took so long. Buried in the books." Peter greets everyone as he walks down the stairs, high fiving Tony and Clint.
"Hey kiddo. What you working on?" Bruce asked. Peter spent most of dinner explaining his science project and the LEGO Deathstar he was building with his friend, Ned.
"When he came in my room and saw me in my suit, he dropped the LEGO all over the floor!" He laughs and bangs the table. I excuse myself and go into the kitchen. I lean my back on the kitchen island, holding my head in my hands.
"You good there girl?" Wanda asks, walking into the kitchen with a load of plates.
"Yeah. Don't feel that well. Head's spinning." I explain. She holds the back of her hands against my forehead.
"You're burning up. Steve!"
Steve runs into the room.
"Everything ok? y/n?" He spits out, worryingly.
"y/n's burning up. She might have a fever." Wanda says.
"Wanda...get Bruce. It might be the serum taking affect." Wanda runs out of the room while Steve is checking me over.

Bruce brings in a stretcher and gets me onto it almost immediately.
"y/n? All you need to do for us is stay awake." Bruce explains. My vision was going blurry and I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. I covered my ears from the beating and the lights were burning holes into my eyes. I start to scream in pain and grabbing the sheets on the bed below me.
"Is she ok?" I barely hear a voice say.
"Kid...go and get a knife from the kitchen!"
"What?! Why?!"
"Just do what I say god damn it!"
I hear muffled footsteps running away from your bed.
"We have to take her clothes off."
"Why?"
"She's burning up. She'll probably be really hot so strip her clothes off. Now."
You feel people ripping your clothes off and hear them throwing them across the room.
"Here's the knife. Why do you need it?"
"We gotta get the chip out of her neck."
"There's a chip?!"
"Yes! We can't waste any time putting her into surgery. We gotta do this now or she'll die!!"
"Ok. Hun listen to my voice for me." Steve whispers to me. I look into his eyes, burning from the sweat going into them.
"Don't focus on the pain."
As soon as knife touches my neck, I scream in agony and black out.

Steve's POV
y/n has been out for 3 hours and we don't know what happened.
"Why is she still passed out?! She should be awake by now Banner!" I yell.
"Something happened to her! We didn't get to the fucking chip in time!" Banner shouts back.
"Everybody stop shouting! This isn't fucking helping anything. What will help is trying to save y/n before we all turn on each other and Banner turns into angry Shrek." Tony commands, throwing his glasses on the table from all the stress.
We hear a thump from the medbay and me and Tony make our way over there quietly.
"y/n?" Tony whispers. We walk into the room and she is gone.
"Did she get taken agai-" I get cut off by being put in a headlock with a knife being held to my throat...by y/n.
"Good job soldier." Bucky comes out from around the corner. She just nods her head.
"Bucky?" I gasp. He looks at me confused.
"Who's Bucky? We're the super soldiers wanting to kill the Avengers."
"You're Steve Rogers, affirmative?" y/n asks me. I slowly nod my head, careful not to touch the knife. She nods back and speaks in Russian to Bucky who also nods his head. What the fuck is going on?!