Everything hurt. Cassidy knew that much. She could hear the beeping of machines in a hospital, so at least she wasn't dead. Or well she hoped not. Her head hurt, and her leg, her shoulder too. If they had given her anything for pain, it had clearly worn off.

She opened her eyes and saw Steve sitting in the chair next to her bed. His face was slightly bruised and she could tell that he hadn't been sleeping much. She wondered how long she's been out if Steve's injuries were almost healed? She reached for the call button and pressed it, hoping that when the nurse came in she wouldn't wake Steve.

The nurse poked her head in, surprised that Cassidy was awake. She came over and checked her vitals, then checking over her bandages.

"Could I have something for pain? It's pretty bad." She whispered. The nurse smiled at her and nodded, quietly leaving to get her more meds.

Steve shifted in his chair, his eyes opening and looking at her.

"Hey there." She told him. His eyes watered and he leaned forward, taking her hand in his. "Oh, thank God, they weren't sure when you were going to wake up. I'm so sorry sweetheart." He cried, putting his head down on her hand.

"You have nothing to be sorry for Steve, it's okay, I'm okay." She told him, taking her free hand and running it through his hair.

"We almost killed you." He whispered.

"But you didn't. You got him to stop. He pulled us out of the water. He looked at the necklace you bought me. He recognized what I am to him Steve. He apologized. Bucky's in there somewhere Steve, and he's scared. He needs us." She told him.

Steve looked up at her with puffy eyes and nodded. The nurse came back in with Cassidy's meds and Steve got up to use the bathroom, presumably so she wouldn't see him crying. As she pumped the meds through Cassidy's IV, she nodded her head to the bathroom.

"He hasn't left your side since he was released from his own bed." The nurse told her. "He's a good one."

Cassidy smiled, nodding. "Yeah he is. How long have I been out?" She asked.

"About three days. Now that you're awake, the doctor can come in and talk to you about your injuries." Cassidy nodded, thanking the nurse and giving her a smile.

Steve came back out and kissed her on top of the head, taking a seat back in the chair he'd been occupying.

"You can come lay with me you know." She told him.

"Are you sure?" He asked, He didn't want to crowd her or hurt her. She nodded and he went around to the opposite side of the bed, sliding in when Cassidy scooted over for him. He wrapped his arm around her and she snuggled into him, falling back asleep.

The doctor came in a few hours later, telling her that she'd gotten surgery for the bullet wounds and her other ones had been stitched up. They wanted her to meet with a physical therapist, and she'd have to walk on crutches for a while because the bullet tore some muscle in her thigh.

She was given her prescriptions for pain meds and discharged the next day, with the promise that Captain America was taking care of her. He carried her up to his apartment and took her to the bedroom and sitting her down on the bed. He already had Nat bring her things down so she could stay with him. Not that he didn't trust Nat to take care of her, he just felt guilty that she was hurt because of he and Bucky.

Cassidy loved how caring Steve was being. He was always caring, but it was more careful now. He had sat her in the bed and went to get a water for her, setting it on the end table.

"Hey Steve?" She asked softly. He looked over at her from the dresser where he was pulling out some clothes for her to wear.

"Yeah sweetheart?"

"Could you help me do something?"

"Of course Cass." He said, sitting down next to her.

"Could you help me into the bath? I have to wrap my leg and even then I cant really get it in the water." She told him. Truthfully it would be better if she showered, but she didn't trust herself to stand for that long, she felt really weak.

Steve gulped and looked at the bathroom, then back at her. "Yeah, I can do that." He picked her up and carried her into the bathroom and placed her on the toilet. He ran the water, pouring some bubble bath he had found in the bag Nat brought over. Cassidy watched him as he checked the water to make sure it wasn't too hot for her. Truth be told, she would run water for herself as hot as it would get, she always had.

He helped Cassidy stand, and helped her over to the tub. "You're going to have to help me get my clothes off and into the tub." She told him. His eyes traveled over her body and he took in a shaky breath.

"Do you want me to call Nat? If you're uncomfortable I understand." She told him.

He closed his eyes and shook his head. "No, I want to do this for you sweetheart." She nodded and took his hands, placing them on the bottom of her t-shirt. He carefully took it off her, minding her arm and shoulder. He placed it on the ground and glanced down at the simple black bra she had on. The pulled her shorts down and kicked them aside, then turned around.

Cassidy reached around with her left hand and unclasped her bra, pulling if off and tossing it next to her shirt. Steve reached his hand up and traced over a scar just under here shoulder blade. She shivered under his touch, wishing very much that they weren't in the position in right now so she could take him to the bedroom.

"Its from the accident in Odessa. When the car flipped the glass shattered and a piece got stuck in my back. There's little scars down my leg too from where I skidded across the glass." She told him, reaching for the wrapping they gave her for her leg. Steve secured the wrap with tape and stood back up, kissing her on her shoulder.

"The accident where Bucky almost killed you and Nat?" He asked.

She nodded. "That wasn't Bucky though Steve. I don't know how, but I think Bucky and The Winter Soldier are two different people."

"We'll get him back." He told her, rubbing circles down her arm. She pulled her panties down sand stepped in, and with Steve's help, she managed to sit down, hugging her knees to her chest.

"Okay soldier, you can open your eyes now." She said to him, smirking at the blush on his face. His eyes raked over her body ad she reached for her loofah and soap, handing them to him.

"Wash my back for me?"