Marvel Imangines

Injured On a Mission - B.B

Kiki's POV

I was in immense pain. I was on a mission when I got shot in the stomach. That was the last straw for my boyfriend, Bucky. He had picked me up bridal style and carried me to the quinjet where Strange and Palmer were now patching me up. Buck was pacing around the room clenching and unclenching his fists. I guess his heavy stomping was distracting Strange because he finally said something. 

"Bucky, calm down. Kiki is going to be fine. She a strong woman and I'm a good doctor." He explained. That made Bucky burst. 

"ARGH! THAT FUCKING BASTARD! I OUTTA KILL HIM! I'LL MAKE THAT FUCKER PAY FOR HURTING HER! What the FUCK! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM! FUCK! THAT LITTLE SHIT!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. We all winced. I was only awake so that if I pass out, they know. The pain was unbearable. Tears flowed freely. 

"Bucky." I called, my voice strained from the pain. Buck grunted my way as a response. "Can you come be with me?" I ask, knowing that my touch calms him. I stretched my hand out for him. He sighed and took it into his metal one, his cool thumb running across the back of my hand. I squeezed it when I sharp pain stood out from all the other ones. Bucky bent down and kissed my forehead, wiping some tears away. But new ones replaced them.

"Hey, baby, it will be okay. I promise." He whispered. I nodded and closed my eyes, trying distract myself from the pain. Bucky gave me a reassuring squeeze which actually helped a lot. As if one cue, Steve bursts in. "When do we got out again?" Bucky asks quickly. Steve was taken back and Palmer rolled her eyes. Steve walked in the room a bit more.

"Chill, Bucky. You don't want to stay with your extremely injured girlfriend?" He asked in all seriousness. Bucky clenched his jaw. 

"As much as I want to, I need to find the bastard who did this to her, and beat the crap outta him!" He yelled once more. I felt Palmer flinch while she had tweezers inside me. She stood up straight and took a deep breath. 

"You'll get used to it." Strange mumbled to her. Palmer continued working. I laid there helplessly as two best friends argued, and a doctor couple worked on me while I was awake. I could feel more tears brimming up. 

"Fine, as soon as night fall hits, we'll go out and liberate the camp. But we have to catch them off guard." Steve said. Bucky nodded. Strange and Palmer wrapped me up. I sat up, but with a lot of pain. 

"Ah!" I exclaimed without even knowing it. Bucky rushed to my side to make sure I didn't hurt myself anymore. Steve pressed his finger to his ear. 

"Director Fury, this is Captain Rogers, sir. Agent Byrne is down...Others, have minor injuries....gunshot wound to the torso, more left side under rib cage....yes sir, by Dr. Palmer and Strange." Steve said. With a nod, he left the room. Palmer and Strange left the room also to get cleaned up. Bucky helped me put a shirt on and walked me to my bunk. The whole way his muscles were tense. I was scared of saying something that might sent him off again. 

"Thank you, for everything." I say, Bucky sat down next to me and sighed. 

"I'm sorry if I scared you, back there. Its just...mm... I hate seeing you hurt. Especially when I know that person is still out there, less than a mile away from my reach." He explained with a slight chuckle. I smile and hug him. 

"And I love you for that." I finish. He hugs me back gently. We pull away. 

"Get some rest before anyone barges in and scolds you." He says with a slight smile, back to his normal self. I playfully groan before laying back gently. Bucky laughs. He pats my thigh before leaving. 

Nightfall      Kiki's POV

I was still in bed, Bucky had left a few hours ago. I anxious for him to come back. Then, I just couldn't take it anymore. I literally hopped out of bed, which hurt like hell, and paced around the room really fast. Sometimes I would bang my shoulder into the wall. My anxiety was getting to me, making me think that bucky was dead, or worse, dying slowly. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't even see someone walk into the room, netter yet, grabbed my shoulders. I yelped in surprise as I turned around to find Bucky. I gasped and hugged him. 

"Hey, Kiki, what are you doing out of bed?" He asked, concern laced between each word. We pull back. 

"I just...I was getting worried so I decided to walk around a bit." I smiled sheepishly. He playfully rolled his eyes.

"The asshole is dead." He said with a smirk. I smile and kiss him. "I made sure he suffered worse than you did." He growled in my ear. I bit my lip and pulled him onto the bed with me. He carefully laid me on top of him. 

"Thank you." I say, kissing his neck. He rubs my back soothingly. 

"You're welcome. Now get some sleep, you need it."