The JackDaw's Nest (Captain America, Avengers & Spiderman Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10 - Facing Facts

The doctor finished wrapping up the hole in Jezebel’s side. She felt like she needed a shower. She had blood all over her and could smell the Bird Watcher on her. It had been hard carrying him the whole way to S.H.I.E.L.D especially since she was wounded. It had reminded her of the time Steve had been injured chasing the Huntsman. He had almost died then too.

Jez really was starting to think of herself as a disease. It seemed that everyone she touched lately ended up hurt or worse. She missed her mom. She used to call her every couple of mornings and check up. She missed the sound of her voice and the comfort in her hugs. She knew that she’d never really go home again. Brooklyn was her home now.

Jez lay on the hospital bed for a moment just thinking. She had killed a man, Steve was getting worse, Harry had a crush on her and she had so much homework to do. The good side to it all was she was alive, Steve may still live, Harry had a crush on her and she was a genius so the homework didn’t really matter that much.

Steve was lying still in the bed to her right. His skin was now as white as a sheet of paper. His lips looked like they were going to pop because they were so red. Jez longed to kiss those lips once again and have them kiss back equally as passionate. She wanted to have Steve hold her tight and tell her that everything would work itself out like it always did. She wanted to get his permission to go to the dance with Harry. She wanted him alive.

Jez lay on her side so that when she finally fell asleep she was facing Steve. She dreamed of the dance and of slow dancing with Harry. She rested her head on his strong chest and swayed to the music in his arms. Part of her wanted to push him away put another part never wanted to leave. Harry leaned in to kiss Jez and smiled his very handsome smile. When Jez looked back up at his face and it wasn’t his. Now it was Steve who was smiling down at her. He kissed her again and she didn’t ever want the moment to end.

“I love you and never forget it,” Steve said. “But now I have to go. I’ll miss you. Be strong Jez.”

Jez was awoken then. She opened her eyes expecting to see Steve’s smiling face but again it was another person. Peter had a concerned frown on his face that turned to a sympathetic smile when he saw that Jez was awake. He rubbed her hair into place and pulled it out of her dark brown eyes.

“Hey hero,” he said. “How’s your side?” Jez tried to sit up and yelped. “That answers that. Stay lying down and relax.”

Jez looked over Peter’s shoulder to where Steve should have been lying but his bed was nowhere in sight. Peter’s forced smile turned into an even deeper frown than before. He looked away from Jezebel’s concerned face. She rubbed her eyes.

“Where is he?” Jez asked. Peter shrugged but Jez knew that he knew where Steve was. Peter heard everything that everyone said. He was dressed as Spiderman so Jez knew that he had been crawling around for info.

“Go back to sleep Jez,” Peter said and stroked her face with the back of his hand. She enjoyed the gentle touch of his skin on hers and it gave her a little shock of energy, enough energy to get up.

Jez couldn’t go back to sleep until she found out where Steve was and if he was okay. She flung her legs out the side of the bed and stood. Pain shot through her body and she could hear herself scream before getting dizzy. She felt a needle enter her arm and saw the nurse for the first time. Jezebel’s eyelids became heavy, so heavy that she couldn’t hold them open. She made a mental plea to Peter to catch her before she hit the ground. She didn’t know if he did.

Jez was asleep again but this time she wasn’t disturbed by dreams or nightmares. She slept soundly through the night and was greeted by familiar faces what she awoke. The only problem was the faces of her loved ones, minus Steve, were grim. Jez noticed that Steve’s bed wasn’t back yet. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew where this was going and she wasn’t going to like it. She wasn’t even sure if she was ready to hear it.

“Give it to me straight,” Jez said nodding to herself trying to prepare herself for the news as quickly as possible.

It was the look on Peter’s face that upset Jez the most. Everyone else was serious and professional but Peter wasn’t like that. He had eyes that were upset and his body signal made Jez sure it was bad news. He held his mask in both of his hands as if paying respects at a funeral. Fury was standing at the end of Jezebel’s bed.

“Rogers has taken a huge turn for the worse,” Fury said. “He’s only surviving on the life support at this stage. If he doesn’t improve in the next twelve hours then we’re shutting off the support. We’re sorry Jez but there’s nothing we can do for him at this stage. He can’t take it anymore.” Jez nodded holding back the tears. She had known it was coming but now she just wished that she had tried harder to stop Steve from taking the vial in the first place.

“He’s not dead yet though,” Jez said surely. It was the last hope she had and wanted to grasp it for as long as she could.

“Not yet,” a doctor said. Jez didn’t like the way she emphasised the ‘yet’. It was as if she didn’t think Steve would survive. He was going to live. He had to.

“Honestly BlueJay we think it’s time to move on,” another one said. Jez could feel herself getting angry but didn’t bother letting it out. It would get her nowhere.

Peter took a step forward closer to Jezebel’s bed. He put on a forced smile.

“Maybe you should accept Harry’s date Jez,” Peter said. “I think it would be good for you. We all do.”

“What time is it?” Jez asked and picked up her phone from the bedside locker. It read 7:00. Jez sat up and looked around for her backpack. She had collected it on her way to S.H.I.E.L.D.

“What are you doing?” Peter asked concerned. Jez gave him a weird look.

“Going to school of course,” she said. “I have to carry on as normal. I have to accept Harry’s date and ask MJ to go dress shopping with me.”

“You’re staying here,” Peter said. “I’ll cover for you. Stay here at least one more day. You can call Harry and MJ.”

An hour later Jez was alone in the ward. She tossed her phone between her hands nervously. She kept glancing back to where Steve’s bed should have been expecting it to magically appear. She plucked up her courage and called Harry.

“Hey Jez,” Harry answered. “How are you? I hope I didn’t give you something yesterday.” Jez felt like hanging up but knew that she couldn’t. She had to move on.

“I’m getting better so it’s all good,” Jez replied. “I just wanted to say that I’d be honoured to be your date to the Bloom dance, that’s if the offer is still there.”

“It would always be there,” Harry said. “I can’t wait to see you.”

“You don’t want to right now,” Jez said. “I look awful.”

“I’ll bring you soup after school,” Harry said. “I’m sure you’ll be fine. By the way I wouldn’t call MJ today if I were you.”

Jez raised an eyebrow. She had already tried MJ but she hadn’t answered. She tried to think.

“Why not?” Jez asked rubbing her side. It was feeling better already.

“Well she was really angry this morning,” Harry said. “You skipped the audition but some investor said that he wanted you for the lead or he wasn’t giving money. MJ didn’t understand because you didn’t show up. If you don’t take it she’s getting the part.”

Jez groaned. The audition! She had completely forgotten.

“Don’t worry about it Jez,” Harry said. “She’ll cool down. We still love you. That’s the bell! Got to run but I’ll see you after school. Get well soon!” Jez hung up and lay back into the comfy pillows. She had to go home. Now Jez was interested in who this mystery investor was . . .

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