Right or Wrong? {complete}

Stupid

Natasha (POV)
I sit uncomfortably in the hospital chair, wrapped in a ball, while watching him. He looks terrible. Even with the serum, torture, a shattered knee, and a gun shot right above the heart is a lot to go through. I want to talk to him but he is on so many drugs that the doctors said he would be out for a while.

I'm so wrapped up in my thoughts of revenge that I don't see Sam in the doorway. "You should take off for a while. Get some rest." He looks at me sincerely. So I'm guessing it's easy to tell that I haven't slept in days. I'm a bit startled by him but I quickly recover. "I'm good here." I reason, not taking my eyes off Steve. I'm silently begging him to wake up, trying to use telekinesis to tell him that his grandpa ass needs to get up because people need him.

I need him.

Well if you change your mind... I'll cover for you." He starts walking away but I stop him. "Thank you Sam." He nods his head and leaves.

It's night time when he wakes. "Romanoff." He winces painfully. I notice the colour has quickly returned to his face and overall his condition is improving. "Steve. You look better. Stupid, but better." He doesn't say anything, just smiles. I put my hand on his un-injured cheek. "Taking a bullet for me was stupid." I declared.

"Yeah well, walking into a trap when you know it's a trap is stupid." He reprimanded, putting his hand over mine. "You were the bait." I recalled, Stating the truth. He moves his hand to my neck and pulls me to him. Our lips meet with desire. We don't say anything else. But there isn't much to say because he soon falls back asleep.

Despite Steve's healing abilities, the highest ranking doctor at SHIELD still wants him to do physical therapy. They tell me he still has a few more surgeries to go. "I want to talk to Fury about this." I snap at the doctor but he stays calm. "It has already been discussed. And until I give the all clear Captain Rogers will be staying out of the field." He leaves me standing in the hallway outside of Steve's room. I see him wake up and decide to tell him the news.

"So you still have a couple more surgeries to go. The idiots haven't even started on your knee." He doesn't get mad like I thought he would. Instead he apologizes. "I'm sorry Nat." He looks at me for a minute and then looks away sadly. "For what?"
"For getting caught and putting you and everyone in danger. You were right. I was stupid." He can't bring himself to make eye contact with me. So I grab his face and force him to look at me. "Don't say things like that Steve. Those weren't just some random people who did this to you. They were top of the line, highly trained agents. And the same thing would have happened if you were anyone else." He gives me a slight smile. "And besides it should've been me." I say sternly and honestly.

"Natasha that's not true." He reaches out a hand to me but I quickly move out of his reach. "Yes it is. I knew something was wrong and I still let you go." I feel my eyes fill with tears. "I shouldn't have let you go alone. I should have at least gone with you. I should've found you faster. It should've been me. I should have gotten shot and tortured." It feels almost good to break down my walls and tell him the truth. But my truth isn't his. "It was worth it." He grabs my hand and I feel to guilty to pull away.

"No it wasn't. You're too good to admit I'm right Rogers." He tightens his grip on my hand. "I'm glad it was me. Because if it was you... I wouldn't be able to live with myself. It was worth it Natasha. You are worth it." Once again he blows my mind. It's as if he reads my mind. All those times in the past when I begged for someone to care about me. To love me. To treasure me. I know he deserves more but his words feel to good, so I stay. He pulls me close to him again and holds me until I get my first sleep in days.

***I know, so cheesy but whatever. They deserve it.***