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They all waited by her bedside, waiting for her to wake up. No-one said a word, glances, back and forth seemed to be the only way they could take.

"Any news?" Maria asked whilst clinging onto Sam.

"No. We've ran test and tried to see the main cause she collapsed." Tony said.

"Why did she?" Clint asked.

"Leogals, it's because of a lack of food and stress. From what we can see. A minor term of dehydration," He continued.

Steve was leaning against the door looking down on his girlfriend thinking the worst. He knows he can't push her, or she'll will break easily or just push him away. So he was the most quiets of them all.

"Buddy, you ok?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. Just wanna make sure she's ok." Steve replied.

"She's going to pull through, she's a fighter."

"Thanks Sam." Steve smiled.

"And we will be having words, just wait." Sam smirked.

Steve allowed himself to a small smile before looking back at Natasha who was looking back at him.

"Just for the record, Thor,I can't feel my legs." Natasha remarked.

"Sorry Lady Natasha."

They all clamoured around her asking her questions, that not one of them involved Steve.

"Guys! Can I please talk to Steve, alone?" Natasha emphasised.

They left the room and it was just them alone.

"How you feeling?" He asked.

"Cut the crap. You are the world worst lair." Natasha frowned.

"Jeez. Thanks." Steve replied sarcastically.

"Sorry. Just wasn't they way I wanted to find out..-"

"That your my girlfriend?" Steve cuts off.

"Is that what we are now?" She smirked.

"I can always go and call Sharon-"

"No! Your my boyfriend,." She declared.

"Is that what are now?"

"I can always call-"

"Nope, and your my girlfriend." Steve said whilst wrapping an arm around her.

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