Even if we fight forever

Chapter 11

The jet landed and the doors open.

"Bring the stretcher."

Moments later 4 men with a stretcher approaches the jet. They lifted Bucky and gently placed him on it.

I followed them towards the big doors. I stared in awe when the doors opened. The men walk in together with T'Challa.

I tried to walk through the door but it blocks me. "T'Challa who owns the building?"

"Well I am the king, so I would think me."

I smile at his sarcasm. "May I please come in?"

He smiles. "Please do."

I place my foot in the frame and my body passes through. We enter the elevator and T'Challa presses the lab button.

I put my hand over Bucky's and listen to his faint heart beat. The blood loss was great but my blood managed to keep him alive. I haven't given him my blood and because he never wanted it I would like to respect his wishes even if it means he would die.

The elevator doors open and we walk into a lab. The equipment is very impressive. A lady looks up from a microscope and quickly moves towards us.

"Shuri, please help here. I need a full assessment." He looks over to me still holding his hand. "He is very important."

"Thank you."

"You must be tired and starving. Come with me."

"Will he be okay?"

"He is in good hands. My sister is the best."

"That may be the case but I don't know her."

"Here." She hands me a little rectangle piece of glass. "Now you can keep a watch on me." She swipes over the glass and an image appears. It is the lab.

"Is it a live feed?"

"Yes."

"Now where were these when I really needed it?"

"Come, I'll give you clean clothes and show you where to clean up."

I follow T'Challa to a room where he gave me some clean clothes and showed me to a shower. "Now wait here, I'll bring you a towel."

I walked into the bathroom and opened the basin tap. As the water heats up it starts to fog up the mirror.

My mind travels back to the day Steve rescued me and he told me Bucky was dead. I won't survive that again.

I look down at my hands. They are covered in Bucky's blood. My word am I starving. I lick my hand and wipe over the mirror with the other. I stare at my vampire eyes. So many years and I am still not use to them.

The blue eyes surrounded by the red doesn't look like they belong to my features. I never could decide whether I should be grateful toward Katherine or not, but if it was not for her I would have never met Bucky.

I heard footsteps nearing the door. I breathed out slowly to calm my inner beast with no success.

"Miss Sarah? Are you okay?"

I walked to the door. T'Challa's eyes widen and I can see that he does not approve this side of me. Shuri enters the room and looks at me. "Extraordinary."

"Excuse me but could I get something to drink please?"