Tony called Cassidy down to the lab the next day, and she met someone named Helen Cho, who was a doctor Tony had hired on. She gave Cassidy an exam, going over all her medical records and checking over all her wounds.

"How does it feel when you move your leg?" She asked, rotating Cassidy's leg.

"It's still a little tight, and sore when I put weight on it, but otherwise I think it's doing okay."

"Well, the muscle is healing nicely, and if my Cradle was done, you'd be walking without crutches today, but its just not ready yet. What I can do is give you a shot of steroids and that should help a little." Cassidy nodded and felt some tension release from her body. Anything to help speed up this process, she hated feeling so helpless.

Dr. Cho had also set her up with a physical therapist that would come to her in the gym, and that's where she currently was. Basically, all they were doing is moving her limbs in circles, stretching them, making sure that she wasn't losing any range of motion.

She watched Steve come in and averted her gaze back down to concentrate on her leg, which she was trying to hold n the air for thirty seconds.

"I want you to do this with you arm and your leg twice a day, and I also want you to practice the movements we've been working on at home okay?" The physical therapist told her. She nodded, happy that she was making some progress. Hopefully the steroids Cho gave her would speed the process along.

The doctor left and Cassidy took the last drink of her water, wiping some sweat from her forehead. She pulled her crutches out and tried to stand her limbs were tired and she went sprawling into the floor.

"Cass!" Steve yelled out, landing on the floor next to her. "Are you okay sweetheart?" He asked.

She sighed and winced, pulling her leg out in front of her. "I'm just tired of feeling like this Steve. I'm tired of these crutches, I'm tired of needing constant help, and most of all I'm tired of feeling like you don't want me." She sputtered out, tears falling down her face. She hadn't meant to unload all this on Steve, but she kept it all bottled in it all just came out like word vomit.

She looked up at Steve and his eyes were wide. "You…think I don't want you?" He whispered. She looked down, suddenly finding the threads in the floor mat extremely interesting.

"You just…you haven't really touched me since DC unless you're carrying me somewhere and when I try to do anything with you, be intimate in any way, you stop and find an excuse to leave the room." She said quietly.

Now Steve felt like an ass. He had never meant to make her feel unwanted, He just got so into his head about everything that had happened that he didn't realize what he was doing to her. Steve took her hands in his and moved his head down until he could make eye contact with her.

"Sweetheart look at me." She looked up at him and his heart broke at her tear stained face. "I'm so sorry. I never meant to make you feel this way. I've been so careful with you because I'm responsible for you being like this Cass. It's my fault."

"Steve, I don't blame you or Bucky for what happened. I'm alive, that's all that matters." Steve nodded, resting his head against hers. "Now, please stop treating me like I'm a porcelain doll. I'm okay."

Steve looked down at her and rested his hand on the side of her face, leaning in to kiss her softly. She ran her hand to the back of his neck, playing with his hair. After a few moments, he pulled back, smiling down at her.

"Do you wanna go upstairs?" He asked. She smiled and nodded, letting him help her stand, grabbing her crutches for her. She let him carry her, her limbs still tired from the workout.

Once they got back to her apartment, Steve took her into the bedroom and laid her down. He climbed in beside her and rested his hand on the side of her face. "I love you sweetheart, and I'm sorry I ever made you feel like I didn't want you." He said softly. She smiled and ran her hand up to the back of his neck, pulling his face down to hers.

"You're forgiven. Just kiss me Rogers." She grinned. He leaned down and kissed her, his arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer to his chest. She rolled onto her back and pushed her leg up over the back of his.

"See? Not so fragile." She whispered against his mouth. He hummed and pressed into her further, sliding his tongue against hers. Steve slid his hand down to her thigh, giving it a squeeze. She rolled her hips into his and he moaned against her mouth, moving it across her jaw, and latching onto her neck.

Cassidy closed her eyes and gripped his hair, absolutely loving that he was being a little more intimate with her. "Steve, I love you." She whispered. He smiled against her skin, nipping just a little over her shoulder.

"I love you too Cass."