Over my dead body ~James Barnes~

Part 17

We're both asleep as I feel his arm shaking and his breathing getting heavy, I wake up and I see him covered in sweat.

"Oh God." I say under my breath while removing his blanket and turning the lights on.

"You have a fever, this isn't good James you need medicine." I say and I grab a wet towel from the bathroom.

"It's just a small fever I'll be fine, let's go back to sleep." He says and I walk towards him grabbing his cheeks and chin with my right hand.

"Listen to me! You need to stop that. Stop pretending you're okay. I'm serious James. You're in pain and you need to stop hiding it. It's honestly nerve-wracking."

"Yes Ma'am." He says as he brings his hands up like I was about to arrest him.

"You need some medication to avoid inflammation. You could seriously die from that, and I don't have that here." I tell him while I grab my stuff.

"And no, you're not fine because the bullet almost hit your heart and almost killed you. If I don't get you the medication, you will. eventually. die." I point at him, getting caught up in my doctor's roll.

"Yes Doctor." He says with a serious look, almost as if I scared him which is good because that's the point.

"I'm gonna go to the hospital because you need the medicine as soon as possible." I tell him and I give him a kiss as I whisper against his lips. "Don't die while I'm gone."

"I won't." He says and I walk away out of the room.

While James is in my apartment, I walk to the hospital to get some medicine. I can't ask for it at the hospital because I need a reason. And since I can't talk about what happened to them, I don't have a reason.

It's night and I walk to the third floor where I work. I walk towards the room where I can find some stuff that I need, and I look through some drawers really quick. "Can't believe I'm stealing for this man." I say to myself, looking through everything to collect everything that I need.

"Can you find it?" I hear someone say behind me. I turn around and I see this tall guy standing there who works here. Tall man, brown short hair, standing in front of me in his work uniform.

"Jesus, you scared the shit out of me Jason." I say to him, holding my chest with my hand as I lean against the table. He's my colleague and sometimes we work together.

"I heard noises and I knew I was the only one working tonight so I thought, let me check."
He says as he walks in, and he stands in front of me.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

"I was just looking for some things that I need for a patient." I say, having a couple things in my hand behind my back.

"You're not working tonight. Those aren't your patient, they're mine and I know for a fact that none of them need anything right now." He says to me, looking at my hands that I hide behind my back.

I don't say anything and just stare at him, not knowing what to say or do at this point. I'm trying to come up with a lie, but I honestly can't think of anything. My mind is completely shut and if I don't bring this medicine to James, he will die.

"What do you have behind your back Candace." He asks while pointing at my hands with his head.

"Just some paperwork that I forgot last time I worked." I say with a vibrating tone in my voice. I have two different bottles of pills in my hands, an IV needle and liquid in a tube. Just everything that I need.