Everything has changed () Steve Rogers X OC ✓

XXI

It's been almost a week since Sam landed in the hospital and he's recovering well. Bucky and I haven't left his side, we're still sleeping in his room, but we can't do that tonight. Sam is staying in a different room now because his situation is not as severe, and there's a rule that only one person can stay at night on this floor.

So Bucky and I agreed that we would take turns staying here. I sent Bucky home first, as I really don't want to face Steve yet. And Bucky had that mission last week, he hasn't slept in his own bed for almost two weeks.

Steve comes over once a day... we mostly ignore each other. Well, I've tried to start a once or twice conversation but he shut me down and left each time. He was kind enough to bring me some of my clothes and toiletries though.

"Ayo, where is your mind goin', Eevee?" Sam asked with a smirk.

"Sorry, I was deep in my thoughts."

"Don't worry, it's your turn." We were playing a game of cards, and I only have one card in my hand.

"Fuck, I have to draw." I pulled a clover eight from the stack before nodding at Sam, signaling for him to take his turn.

Bucky has gone home about half an hour ago, which is the first time this week. We have literally been no where else than this hospital. Well, bucky and I went outside to take a walk while Sam got a doctor's visit. But that was still on hospital grounds, so I'm not counting it.

Sam threw a hearts eight on the table, which made me smirk. I placed my clover eight on top.

"I have only one card left, Wilson."

He placed a clover four ontop of my card. "I'm gonna be real mad if you win, Veebs." My smirks grew as I placed my clover 9 ontop of his card. "Dang it Vee! Don't you have any compassion? I'm in a hospital bed for God's sake and this is how you treat me? You beat me?"

"The Ravagers didn't teach me what compassion is. Want a rematch?"

"No." I laughed as I collected all the cards and placed them back into the tin box. "What time is it?"

"Little past 10, you wanna go sleep already?"

"Yeah, I'm worn out."

I nodded before standing up and turning the lights off.

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The nurses helped Sam take a shower as I started to wake up. I guess that I was worn out too...

I changed into a freshly washed t-shirt and ripped up jeans before going outside to take a walk. Bucky and I would take a walk each morning when Sam was getting washed... but now I'm all alone.

I'm not looking forward to tonight. Not only because I have to face Steve again but also because I'll probably will be up all night with worry. What if something happens and I'm not there? What if something goes wrong and Sam needs me. Waking Bucky up is not easy, he's a deep sleeper and has frequent nightmares, so he doesn't get much sleep in general.

Why did I even agree to the other night thingy? I should've just said that Bucky shouldn't be left alone with Sam because of his sleeping issues. Even though I'll probably offend him, but still.

I just want what's best for Sam.

I'm worrying too much. Bucky would never let anything happen to Sam. Even though they bicker all the time, they care about each other. They wouldn't admit it, but they have a special bond. It doesn't compare to the bond that Steve and Bucky share, but it's still special.

"Hello, ma'am?" A male voice rings out.

"Oh sorry, what did you ask?" I turned around to look at the man. It wasn't one guy, there were two. One has a walking cane in his hand and the other one has brown hair.