Runaway

Chapter 6

I walk into the room where Steve is laying in the bed asleep. Next to him is a man with dark skin sitting in the hospital chair. When he notices me, he stands up.

"Sorry miss. No one is aloud in here except for doctors and nurses." He says, trying to get me out of the room.

"Well you don't look like a doctor or a nurse so what the hell are you doing here?" I shoot back. I am not in the mood for this. I guess I should have been nicer, but I wasn't in the mood for politeness.

"That's because I'm not one. I'm his friend. Who are you?"

"I'm his sister." Before the man can say anything else, we hear a familiar voice coming from the bed.

"On your left." The man turns and we see Steve awake and smiling at us from his bed. "You two fight like an old married couple and you don't even know each other."

Laughing, I rush to the bed and give Steve the best hug I can without hurting him. I can't help the few tears and stifled cries that come out as I hug him. He runs his hand through my hair and kisses the top of my head to comfort me.

"Hey. It's okay. I'm okay." He says over and over again. I just shake my head against his shoulder.

"I thought I lost you." I mumble.

"You can't get rid of me that easily. I'm with you till the end of the line." He says, telling me the same thing he always said to his best friend Bucky. I never met him obviously but Steve told me so much about him that I feel like I know him. I give him a small smile.

"Till the end of the line." I say back. I then remember that Steve's friend is still here when he clears his throat behind me.

"Hate to break up this sweet moment but I'm confused." He states. I then stand up completely and hold my hand out for him to shake.

"Rebekah Rogers. Steve's sister." I introduce myself. He takes my hand and shakes it before introducing himself as well.

"Sam Wilson. Steve's friend. How are you two related? You look like you're 16."

"I'm 15 actually. Steve became my legal guardian a few weeks ago so we changed my last name and my sisters' last names to Rogers. So he's our adoptive brother." I explain. He nods. "By the way, sorry about being rude earlier. I'm not always like that unless someone else says something rude first. I was just tired and worried. No harm done?"

"No harm done." He says with a smile. "No worries. I understand. I'd be the same way if I were in your shoes. I didn't have to speak to you the way I did. So I'm sorry. I think we're going to be great friends." At this, I tilt my head to the side with a smile.

"Why's that?" I ask curiously.

"It takes a lot of humility and effort to realize you messed up or did something you shouldn't have and it takes a whole lot more to admit it and apologize. I admire that about you." He says. I smile.

"Thanks. I think this guy's kind of rubbing off on me." I joke, gesturing to Steve.

I stayed in the hospital with Steve for the next few days before we went back to the tower to get the girls and go back to the apartment. When we enter the main floor of the tower, Mckenzie comes running up to Steve and throws herself against him in a hug.

"Careful! He's still a little hurt." I remind her but Steve just waves me off as he picks her up.

"How is my favorite girl?" He asks her. I smile before walking over to Pepper and taking a sleeping Morgan from her.

"Thank you for letting us stay and for keeping them while I stayed with Steve." I tell her.

"Of course. Anytime. It's no trouble at all." She says with a smile.