Cold. Water was seeping in, suffocating him. Every breath hurt like hell, and he couldn't call for help or even move.
Just as black closed in on him, Steve woke up.
Shivering in bed and in a sleep- induced haze he sat up, and realized he was in his bed alone.
The sheets on the other side of the bed were untouched, but slightly ruffled from Steve's thrashing about.
No tony to be seen. Probably still in his lab from last night, Steve thought.
He didn't want to disturb tony, but looking back to the rumpled, dark, EMPTY bed, was too much. He couldn't go back to bed. So he decided he would go find tony. Not to bother him, he was working, but maybe just sit next to him. Yeah...that sounded good. Steve set off to the lab, with the sheet still pulled tight around his shoulders.
