Imagine; Hydra agents surround you and when one fires at Steve, you jump in front of him, taking the bullet. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Steve didn't like this at all.
The mission went way too easy and they were done way too quickly.
'Steve baby you okay?' You ask standing next to him.
'Yeah, but I don't like this at all...this went way to smoothly...'
'Don't make it too hard on yourself, maybe this wasn't supposed to be hard, I'm sure it's fine...let's go I'm getting all soaked by staying in this rain..' you smile at him.
'Yeah let's go...' he follows you as you walk to the jet.
Then you start to feel your gut, something is wrong, you turn around and see an agent holding up the gun and turning to Steve.
'Steve!, watch out!'
Everything turns slow motion, it's like running in a dream, no matter how hard you try, it's not going fast.
You stand in front of Steve and push him back.
He looks at you as you stumble back.
The agent gets shot down immediately as you collapse onto the ground.
'Y/n!' Steve yells as your head hits the concrete.
Your breathing starts to sound more and more like a wheeze. He hit you right in the stomach. Blood gushing out of it like Niagara falls.
'Y/n, stay with me okay?' Steve says worried as he cups your cheek.
Your eyes dart around as you try to comprehend what just happened to you.
'GET THE PARAMEDICS NOW!' He yells.
'Come on doll...'
You run your fingers over your stomach and you hold them up. You see the blood dripping from your fingers and your hands start to shake.
Your cold and there's a high chance that your body temperate is drastically dropping from the rain.
You look at Steve who's looking around for anything he can use.
'Steve...' you breathe and he puts his gaze onto you.
'Just breathe doll...'
'I'm so tired..' you reply.
'I know but whatever you do don't go to sleep...'
'I can't keep them open anymore...'
'Y/n don't you dare close them!'
Then the paramedics appear and start to check everything. Starting with your breathing.
'She's breathing okay....little high pitched but given the circumstances she's doing that okay...'
Then she checks your pulse and you feel yourself getting weaker and weaker.
'Stay with me baby...come on...'
You go into shock, thrashing around the tiles and making choking sounds. Horrible sounds that Steve only hears in his nightmares.
You stop shaking after a couple minutes and your eyes roll back into your head. You stop breathing.
'Y/n!' Steve yells on repeat, as if he's trying to pull you out of your slumber.
He places his hands on your chest and starts massaging your heart, desperately trying to get it to work again.
He pushes so hard that he breaks your ribs, but after a few minutes, he gets stopped by Bucky and Thor pulling him off of you.
'No no!, let go off me!, I can't leave her alone!'
'Steve stop it!, you're not helping!'
'No she's not gone!, we can still save her!, it was only one bullet she survived way worse!'
'I'm sorry Mister Rogers but the bullet seems to be coated in some kind of poison designed to kill you for as far as I can tell...'
'Steve...sometimes one bullet in the wrong place...can mean the end...' Natasha grabs his attention and makes him sit down in the jet.
'This can't be happening, I just got her back...I can't lose her again...'
'I'm sorry Mister Rogers, but unless there's a miracle, there's no bouncing back from this, she's gone...' the paramedic says.
It stays quiet the whole flight back. Steve looks at your lifeless body laying in the special room.
The monitor is silent, they hooked it on just in case, but they cut the sound off.
Steve was right, you have been through worse before, and you bounced back rather quickly. This time is no different.
Your increased metabolism heals the wound and is starting to reprogram your systems to work. Meaning that it's just fixing your body. Rebooting all your vitals.
Your muscles start to move and Steve slowly stands up.
'Steve, what are you...' Nat starts but falls silent when she sees you moving.
Your heart starts to beat again and your back arches off of the metal table as your lungs fill themselves with air.
You come down with a thud and you cough and inhale. You sit up and clutch your stomach in pain.
'She's alive!' The doctor yells out and rushes towards you.
She immediately starts checking everything again and everything seems normal.
'Y/n...' Steve breathes as he wraps his arms around you.
'I thought I lost you...Jesus do not do that again...'
'Trust me...I won't, this hurts like a bitch...' you reply.
A/N: HEYYYY EVERYONE OKAY SO I WANTED TO SHOW YOU WHAT I GOT FOR MY BIRTHDAY, WHICH IS NEXT WEEK.
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