Stecky Buchanan Rogers

Chapter 11 - The fight

I was walking through into the tower when Tony saw us and immediately thought I hurt them, and Tony once had a huge crush on Steve, according to Bucky. So he lunged for me, the desire to kill in his eyes.

I ended up having to tear the arc reactor out to stop him. The only problem was, I now had fresh blood on my hands, or my left arm to be precise. (Image above.) As soon as I alerted Bruce, I ran as fast as I could to my room and hadn't left my bed in weeks. The four of them woke up ages ago, but I made Friday lock the door and not let anyone in. The Avengers have had enough of it.

"Stucky Buchanan Rogers! Open up right now!" Shouted Bucky, as he was the only one I had ever listened to. But not this time. "Tony. Get the newest suit out. We need to burst this door down." He explained. 

(Time skip to where they were all in Stucky's room.)

"Baby? Baby wake up!" Bucky shouted, tears rolled down his eyes as he shook my unconscious body. "Bruce. Scans?" Asked Tony. "She's not dead. But she is in a coma and has been for at least a week. She needs washing, feeding, hydrating, clean sheets and her arm needs replacing as it has rusted from blood." Bruce explained, pulling off the covers to reveal the small exo-skeleton that was left of my steel arm. 

Steve was set to washing and clothing me. Bucky made my favourite meal. Wanda washed and replaced my bedding. Bruce was looking for cures of a, week long, coma. Nat was looking through my notebooks to see what parts of my memories I needed to retrieve and in which order, with the help of Clint. Tony was with Ta'challa (He had travelled to New York as soon as he heard the news of my arm and was super eager to help.) looking at designs and materials for my new arm, along with special features. And Thor was with Loki in the library helping Bruce with the research. 

This went on for another few months. Only stopping to eat, sleep and go on missions.