Romanrogers With a Twist

-Chapter Thirteen-

-Natasha's POV-

"Natasha. . . Natasha! Wake up! It's Urgent!" A voice says urgently. I feel them try to shake me awake, struggling.

I open my eyes, blinking trying to regain my consciousness. I see Bruce in a pair of glasses, shaking me. Bruce has a worried look, etched on his face.

A beeping noise is blaring in the background, which immediately alerts me. "What's going on?" I ask with my eyes widening.

"Kaitlyn's not feeling well . . ." Bruce explains to me.

"Wh- What happened. What do you mean?!" I look at him in worry.

"I'm afraid the bad news is that her temperature has increased greatly. And her fever is way worse than before. But the good news is that she does not have hyperthermia anymore." Bruce manages a small smile.

I look at him, absolutely terrified, then quickly look down at Kaitlyn. Her face is all red, and beads of sweat fall down her face. Kaitlyn's face is tensed up like she's in distress.

I gently lay my palm down on her forehead, flipping it back in forth. "Her forehead is burning up." Fear strikes me intensely.

"Don't worry!" Bruce tells me. He walks over the wall, and unplugs the cords, that are connected to the heating pads.

"Take them off of her now!" Bruce commands.

I immediately reach around Kaitlyn's body. I carefully untuck her arms and pull out the heating pads from underneath her. I toss them to the side.

"Anything else?" I ask Bruce.

Bruce pauses for a brief second. "Pull of her blankets, except for one." Bruce points out the stack, covering us.

I nod quickly, and throw the blankets to the side. I lean back and wipe the sweat, now beading from my forehead.

"Natasha . . ." I look up. Bruce scratches the back of his head. "I think that it is best, if you leave Kaitlyn alone. She really needs to rest. And plus she is sick, I just really don't want to get you sick too. Besides you need to eat. And I have F.R.I.D.A.Y. to monitor her too." Bruce says.

"I'm not hungry, besides I don't care if I get sick. This kid needs me. I need to help her too." I tell him.

"At least go eat something." Bruce rolls his eyes in a playful, but joking manner.

"Fine." I grumble, and walk out of the room, flipping my hair dramaticlly.

'I never realized before, how much I love Kaitlyn, and how much she loves me. Also how much of a relationship we have. I never want to loose that. Ever.

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I walk into the kitchen, and grab a stool at the island, and swing onto it. I notice a cardboard filler filled with drinks on top of the counter, so I reach over, for the frappicino inside of it.

"I didn't know that you liked that kind of coffee.' A voice calls out. I immediately freeze, and stop myself for a quick second. I turn around to see who it is.

"Hey doll!" Bucky smiles.

"Bucky!!! Your back!!!" I grin. I run to him. Bucky wraps his strong arms around me, and ruffles my hair.

"Yeah I'm back. I really missed you." Bucky says,

"I missed you too!" I wrap my arms around me, and Bucky kisses me on my forehead.