Sam does not look up as the door opens, he knows who it would be. He keeps his eyes on Steve in the hospitable bed, pale and suffering. "What were you thinking?" Sam grounds out at Fury.
"I was thinking I would send out one of my best to get the intel I needed" the man says.
Sam lets go of Steve's hand and stands up from his chair at Steve's bedside. "Without backup? Without a set plan for evac?" Sam shouts.
Fury sighs and looks away, "I trusted him to do his job" he says.
Sam was sick of it. Sick of Steve being treated as the indestructible, cure-all for the world's problems. As if everyone had forgotten that Steve was just a man, someone breakable. Fury should've known better. Steve thought of Fury as a friend. Fury called Steve his friend!
"Yeah, well he trusted you, and look where that left him" Sam says.
"Wilson-"
"Don't bother. Go. Get out" he growls, "I hope you got what you wanted"
Sam doesn't wait for Fury to leave. He sits back down next to Steve, cradling his partner's hand in his own.
The End
Notes
For the On Your Left (SamSteve) Bingo prompt "I hope you got what you wanted"
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Hurt Trust
FanfictionSteve was injured on an intel run for Fury. Sam is NOT happy. ______________ Rating: Pg Characters: Sam Wilson, Nick Fury, Steve Rogers Pairings: Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson Universe: Marvel Comics, Captain America Comics Warnings: None
