He hobbled forward, Thor holding up the Captain's frame as he hobbled towards my medical bay. Even with Rogers towering over my small frame, Thor managed to be even taller - by at least 5 inches. The two looked good together, and I'd heard the rumours about the two in the hallways but couldn't imagine it until now. Captain's blond hair was dirty by dust and I could see slight scars and bruises that were quickly healing with Captain's fast metabolism. I waved them over to my hospital bed, Thor having to hoist him onto the crisp white paper of the bed. Rogers groaned with pain as I got a good look at his slashed suit and bone protruding out of the skin.
"What happened?" I asked Thor, Captain's breathing was high from the intense pain of the injury.
"A structure disintegrated underneath him, he plummeted 5 stories," Thor told me, his voice was solemn, Captain's blue eyes tinged with pain. I took a look under the navy suit, having to pull off some of the extra padding that didn't help him in an impact injury. It was a clean compound break to his tibia and his fast metabolism meant it was healing quickly, and in the wrong place.
"Nurse! Grab me some morphine," I looked at the super solider. "Make that a lot!" I didn't know how much painkiller I would need for the metabolism of Steve Rogers but I knew it was going to be a lot. I administers two vials, waiting a few minutes for signs of it kicking in knowing it would take far faster than the average human to kick in. His entire body was still tense with pain so I gave him two more and then he began to relax. "Mr Odinson, I'll have to ask you to leave," I said as I pulled the sheet to block off the view of the bed. Thor's eyes looked from me to Rogers.
"I'll be fine," Rogers told him, his voice still tense. Thor nodded before moving away and out of view. "How bad is it ma'am?" I pressed around the wound but it seems there was only one break.
"You'll be fine but your genes are making the bone bind in the wrong place so I'll need to reset it," I took a knife from my tray cutting his pants. His muscular leg coming into full view. I looked up to his face as a blush covered his face. "I see this stuff all the time, just ask Agent Barton, practically seen him naked," I wipe the open wound with antiseptic and put my hands ready to reset the bone. "Deep breath Mr Rogers," I say as I push on the upper side of his calf, pressing the bone back in the skin and towards the correct position. He let out a loud groan, I checked my work before grabbing high pressure bandages - SHIELD's new technology from Dr Banner. His skin healed quickly once the bone was out of the way and would be completely healed by the end of the day, so no stitches need there. "With these bandages you won't need a splint or a cast, you'll need to come back in a week to check how it's healing, I'll grab you a pair of crutches but you should stay off your feet for the first couples days and keep it elevated." I told him, he wasn't looking at me anymore instead his glance was elsewhere. I followed his blue eyes to outside the sheet and to Thor - who stood with arms crossed and an angry gaze across his face. I don't know why but I took my hands off Rogers' leg, I guess the angry gaze of a god did that to you. I started finishing off the outside layer of bandages as a nurse dropped off the crutches. I could feel Thor's gaze in the back of my head but I tried to ignore it. "What's his issue?" Knowing it was very unprofessional but obviously Agent Barton was rubbing off on me.
"I'm not sure, I'm sorry for him ma'am," Rogers said politely, I just nodded but it bothered me. His features were soft, the pain washed out of his face as the morphine went into full effect.
"I'll get painkillers for you," I said as I moved towards the medicine cabinet. I grabbed 5 times the normal amount of painkiller I would get for a normal human. Damn Super soldiers, I whispered to myself. When I got back to my station Thor was back next to Captain's side. His arm around Roger's shoulders, I looked at the possessive gesture but shook it off. "Here they are, take up to 4 a day if you need to," Thor's eyes were still on me.
"Thank you Miss," Steve Rogers spoke softly as he got up onto the crutches, keeping the weight completely off the injured leg. Thor's arm wrapped around his waist and helped him out of the medical bay, while the gestured seem sweet I couldn't shake the memory of Thor's wrathful look. It seemed almost odd since I had only heard good things about the god before but then I remembered the comments I heard around SHIELD. That Thor had punched a man who hit on Captain and acted overly possessive when he was talking to women. I didn't understand how the sweetest man would date the overly aggressive god, seemed almost opposites in their attitudes.
Once the news of Thor and Rogers spread through SHIELD everyone was shocked, the 1940s golden boy was gay. It was almost unbelievable that the overly religious man from the past thought being gay was ok but I guess people surprise you. I finished off my shift, trying some minor injuries from trainee SHIELD agents and heading back to my room. Yet still on my mind was a certain super solider and his god boyfriend.
I didn't see Rogers until his appointment seven days from when he first came in. This time he wasn't accompanied by his boyfriend and he came in alone with his crutches, he was putting weight on his leg. He had blue shield workout shorts on and yet was wearing a SHIELD sweater on. The medical bay was close but we always had to have one medic on site at all times and since I was the senior-most doctor that almost always fell to me, I wasn't required to even wear my uniform. "Hello Mr Rogers," I greeted him, gesturing to the bed. He got up onto it, not saying anything but he smiled politely. "How is the leg feeling?" I asked him as I began unwrapping the top bandage.
"It's well, thank you ma'am," His overly polite attitude made me uncomfortable, seemed too formal for a simple doctor.
"Please call me Lizzy," I told him, once I pulled the pressure bandage off I took a look at the healed wound. Even the bruising was already yellowing out, the amount of healing he had done was over 5 weeks of a human's pace. "Ok your leg looks great, I would recommend only light walking for the next couple days and build up to full work within the week," I looked up and that was when I looked at his face properly. He looked exhausted and I didn't even know a super solider could get tired. "Is something wrong Mr Rogers? Have you not been getting enough sleep?" I asked him, his eyes widened at the question.
"I just," He stuttered through his words. "I've been having nightmares," Despite him being a superhero he was a terrible liar but I wasn't going to pry, it was none of my business. He went to get up, putting his hands behind him and his sleeve moved up his arm revealing a deep purple bruise on his arm. I grabbed his hand pulling his sleeve up to unveil a large bruise along his entire forearm. He pulled away quickly, pulling his sleeve down. Before I could say anything he began walking, favouring his good leg. "Thank you for the help Miss Lizzy," His tone bitter and bordering rude as he exited my room and out into the SHIELD hallways. I sat in the silence of the bay thinking through what I saw. I tried to convince myself it was a battle injury but he hasn't been in battle since he broke his leg and he shouldn't have been training either. That all coupled with his lack of sleep left a lot of question and that bruise would've had to have been from yesterday or today and with considerable force to bruise the super solider.
"Hey Liz," Natasha called, wandering into my bay with her partner trailing behind her. I looked from her to her limping friend guessing which I had to treat.
"What did you do this time Barton?"
"It wasn't me this time Liz it was my devil partner," He growled and I looked over to Nat who was twirling a knife in her hand smiling.
"Not my fault he is slow," She smiled winking at Barton. He just rolled his eyes back. I tried rolling up his pants but they were too thick.
"Get up Barton and strip," Nat just laughed and it was Barton's turn to wink. He did as he was told, and sat back down on my bed.
"Not often you hear that from a girl," Nat joked to him, Barton just glared back.
"I hear it all the time but probably not as much as you do from Banner," Barton shot back, I looked to Nat but her expression stayed neutral. I went to work stitching up his thigh wound, putting iodine on it.
"I'm an open book," Nat just replied. There was a bit of a silence and of course Barton loved the sound of his own voice.
"Did you see our esteemed leader this morning?" He asked me, I paused in my actions but quickly recovered and kept stitching.
"Yes I did, his wound is completely heal. Why can't you have the healing abilities of him?" I joked to Barton trying to deflect the conversation. I could see Nat staring at me but I ignored her.
"I know! Those damn super soldiers," Barton sighed, I finished up his leg before placing a large bandaid on it.
"Now get out of here," I spoke to Barton, he just stuck his tongue out before putting his pants back on and leaving the bay. I could feel Nat still behind me though and I was waiting for her question.
"What happened with Rogers?" She asked, she always knew things, damn women spy powers. I placed away some of the tools, facing away from her. "Don't try to ignore me Liz," I sighed, sorting the bandaids back into their boxes.
"Nothing, he just looked super tired and claimed he had nightmares but I'm sure that was a lie," I wasn't going to say anything about the bruise, that was his business. Nat sighed loudly, pushing off her seat.
"I heard him and Thor arguing all night I couldn't hear what they were arguing about but Thor was angry about something and I haven't seen him all day," Nat told me, I couldn't help but suspect the god for the injuries on his boyfriend but I wasn't about to taint his name without having proof. "I know that's all that's on your mind but I'll leave you alone," She said as my replacement medic entered the bay switching places with the female spy.
"I already saw Mr Rogers so everyone else is walk-ins," I told Marcus, he nodded as he signed in at the chart.
"Thanks Lizzy," I waved at him as I left and headed back towards the cafe to pick up some food. I almost turned around when I saw Steve and Thor sitting on the couches at the cafe but Steve already caught my eye and there was no turning around. They sat side by side but there was no affection in their position. When I waked by I could tell by Thor's tone that he was angry. I couldn't here what he was exactly saying but I could see Steve rubbing the area where I saw his bruise earlier. Thor noticed Steve's distracted gaze and his eye's shifted to me. Thor then threw his arm over Roger's shoulder, pulling his muscled shoulders into the bigger man's chest. I could see Captain was embarrassed by the possessive gesture and looking at me apologetically. I ignored the couple and went to grab a muffin and a make a cup of coffee. When I moved to leave Thor called out to me.
"Doctor Lizzy," He waited until I turned to him, Steve still leaning on his shoulder, his blue eyes avoided mine. "Thank you for healing my boyfriend," I forced a smile to the Norse god.
"It wasn't any trouble at all Mr Odinson, take care of him," I said, realising the way it sounded aloud. Our uncomfortable conversation ended as I took the opportunity to leave not knowing how long my self control would last talking to him. Rage bubbled up in me, knowing the only reason Thor spoke to me was to say the words, my boyfriend. His possessive attitude made me so angry and it wasn't so hard to believe anymore that his anger could escalate.