Text messages and phone calls have become the norm for Sam and Pansy. How will they handle being on different contents when he gets injured on a mission?


Sam: Are you okay?
Pansy: No
Sam: What's going on, baby girl?
Pansy: My boss is a royal witch
Sam: Sounds about right
Pansy: I need three more paychecks before I can break free
Sam: Did you keep your wand in your pocket?
Pansy: For Merlin's sake, I am not stupid
Sam: But you do have a temper
Pansy: I did and I do. I have to keep it together
Sam: I have to go, baby girl
Pansy: Is it late?
Sam: No, just got a message from my boss - duty calls

Sam watched the light fade from his screen. He hated to end his conversation with Pansy but a message from Nick Fury had flashed up on his screen as he had been texting with her. Looks like he was getting called into work again. Not that he had anything else to do, but he looked forward to his conversations with Pansy. In the months since their first date, they had spent hours talking and texting as much as work and time zone would let them. "I need to figure out a time to go to London. It has been too long since I actually laid eyes on her."

Steve: Got your suit ready?
Sam: Unfortunately
Steve: What's going on with you?
Sam: Nothing. I was just in the middle of a conversation I wanted to have
Steve: When you got the message from Fury
Sam: Yup
Steve: Who were you talking to?
Sam: None of your business, old man
Steve: So the girl that made you late to lunch a couple of weeks ago
Sam: Maybe
Steve: No maybe to it Fly Boy. Your face gives you away every time
Sam: That's it. I'm changing your name in my phone
Steve: That works both ways
Sam: What time do we have to be at Tony's
Steve: Five minutes ago

Sam looked around his apartment and sighed. He had been looking forward to a quiet evening at home with pizza, beer and his texts with Pansy. Instead he was headed to the Avengers base to suit up and save the world. Running a finger over his phone screen, Sam woke it up and went to his contacts. "Might as well have a little fun before my trip. Time to change a few contact names."

Sam opened up Steve's contact and changed it to "Old Man". Then, he went to Pansy's. "He may kill me when he sees that. Then again, he shouldn't be looking at my phone when messages pop up. Definitely don't need to have her name pop up with all those nosy old men around."

Carefully, Sam changed Pansy's contact to "Baby Girl." "Much better. Time to get ready for work. I sure hope Tony fixed that glitch in the wings that happened last time. I have no desire to fall from the sky."

Sam tucked his phone in his pocket and grabbed his keys. The sooner this mission was over the sooner he could figure out how to get to London for a few days.

Sam: Is it fixed?
Tony: Is what fixed?
Sam: The left wing, genius
Tony: Among other things, yes
Sam: What did you change?
Tony: Nothing much Big Bird
Sam: I better be able to maneuver without killing myself
Tony: If you don't think you can handle it
Sam: I can handle it
Tony: Just don't be a show off
Sam: I'll leave that up to you Tin Man

Sitting in the back of transport between Steve and Tony was not a new thing. Matter of fact, it was the only part of this mission that felt right. Something about being called into the jungles of South America didn't feel right. He had learned to trust his gut over the years. "Something doesn't feel right. Are you sure about the intel, Cap?"

"As sure as I can be about anything that SHIELD sends us to do." Steve answered as he unbuckled and made his way to the back of the plane. "Just be ready for anything. Tony, you coming with us? This is our stop."

"Just checking in with Pepper before we leap into the unknown. You going to wear a chute, Capscicle?" Tony slid his phone into his pocket and tapped his chest, letting his armour build around him as he joined Sam and Steve. "You two might want to let your ladies know you are about to jump to your deaths."

Sam pulled his phone out of one of the pockets in his pants. Typing out a few words, Sam smiled and put his phone back in the pocket and zipped it shut.

Steve hit the button to lower the cargo bay door as he slid on his helmet. "You two ladies ready to go? Last one down buys dinner."

Sam: My phone may be off for the next day or two. Mission in South America. Stay safe.
Baby Girl: You can't send me messages like that in the middle of the night
Baby Girl: Sam, seriously, what's going on?
Baby Girl: Sam please answer
Baby Girl: Sam where are you?
Baby Girl: Sam, bloody hell FlyBoy - where are you?

FlyBoy: I'm okay. Got knocked out of the sky in South America
Baby Girl: For three bloody days?
FlyBoy: It took a while to find me and then the old man forgot the charger
Baby Girl: It doesn't take three days to charge a phone.
FlyBoy: I was really out of it for a couple of those days. Concussion, sprained ankle and shoulder
Baby Girl: I need a picture to make sure you are okay
FlyBoy: I don't look too good right now.
Baby Girl: Proof of life, FlyBoy
FlyBoy: Don't say I didn't warn you

Sam looked at the screen as the light faded. "I should not be doing this. She is going to flip her lid and pull out her wand."

"Who is going to try to kill you this time, Big Bird? The look on Capsicle's face as you lost a wing over the jungle was entertainment, but this might be better." Tony Stark leaned against his hospital room door. "It's bad enough you are off rotation for the next month for that ankle and arm. I guess I'll have to hope the world doesn't fall apart."

Sam groaned as he shifted position. "I need to be able to take a half decent picture of myself. Do me a favor. Set that pitcher on the table so I can prop my phone against it. It's a little difficult to take a selfie and hold up this gown with only one working hand."

"Who are you sending this picture to? Is it that cute girl you took to dinner a couple of months ago? Does she know what you do for a living?" Tony carried the pitcher and put it where Sam asked him too. Raising an eyebrow, Tony continued his interrogation. "Did you say something about her pulling out a wand? What exactly are you getting into, Big Bird?"

"Have you met Steve's girl?" Sam grimaced as he sat up further and played with the settings on his phone. "Pansy went to school with her. Those two are scary good when they get together and pull out their wands. She can be sweet when she wants to be, but she has a temper."

Tony took Sam's phone and propped it up against the pitcher. "I set the camera for a ten second delay. Frame up your best side and push the button. I sure hope she likes singed chicken. You look like a train wreck."

"Thanks, Tony." Sam pointed to the door. "Now that you have brightened up my day and given me dating advice, you think you could get back to using that advice on Pepper. We miss having her around to keep you in line."

"Low blow, Big Bird." Tony hunched like he had taken a punch to the gut. "Pepper loves me, she just doesn't fully understand me. I have dinner and a movie planned when she starts talking to me again. Don't mess this up. It's hard to gain that ground back."

"She'll forgive you eventually. " Sam smiled as he reached for his phone. "Let's just hope Pansy will understand when she sees me. I had not planned on getting my wings clipped by an RPG this early in our relationship."

"Good luck with that." Tony sank into the chair beside San's bed. "I'm not headed anywhere yet. Promised Capsicle I would bird sit until he got back with some decent food. You are wasting away with the stuff they serve here. Take your picture and then go to sleep. Make my job easier."

Shaking his head, Sam pushed the icon for the camera on his phone. With another click, Sam let his body rest against his bed and tried to hide as much damage as possible. After the countdown and click, Sam said a small prayer and reopened his conversation with Pansy.

Baby Girl: Two questions -
FlyBoy: Okay…
Baby Girl: Make that three
FlyBoy: Put your wand away
Baby Girl: One - Who is the grinning git in the background?
FlyBoy: A guy I work with. Playboy billionaire busy body
Baby Girl: That almost makes sense
Baby Girl: Two - Are you in hospital?
FlyBoy: Yes, I was knocked out of the sky by a grenade
Baby Girl: But that was days ago
FlyBoy: I haven't been awake that long
Baby Girl: Three - what exactly did you break when you fell?
FlyBoy: The wings on my suit
Baby Girl: Not what I was bloody asking
FlyBoy: I did not break my head. I came close but it survived
Baby Girl: Looks like you broke some other things
FlyBoy: Knocked my shoulder out of place, broke a few bones in one hand and messed up my knee and ankle pretty bad
Baby Girl: How long are you grounded?
FlyBoy: That's question number 4
Baby Girl: Sam ...
FlyBoy: At least a month
Baby Girl: Come see me
FlyBoy: I'll try
Baby Girl: Do more than try

FlyBoy: How soon can you get here?
Old Man: Do you want to eat hospital food?
FlyBoy: No, but Tony may not live until you get here
Old Man: Do you want MREs or actual food?
FlyBoy: Actual food
Old Man: Fried chicken from the Hitching Post will be there soon if you DON'T kill Tony
FlyBoy: He photobombed the picture I sent Pansy
Old Man: How did she feel about the picture?
FlyBoy: It is a good thing I am grounded for a month
Old Man: What did she say?
FlyBoy: I owe her a trip to London as soon as I am cleared to fly
Old Man: Tony has to get the suit fixed and then there's the damage you did to yourself
FlyBoy: I'm looking at plane tickets
Old Man: I'll be there in twenty minutes. Tony had better still be breathing
FlyBoy: I can't promise anything
Old Man: I'm bringing backup - Pepper
FlyBoy: Hurry … I can't guarantee how much longer he will be breathing

Pansy: He fell out of the sky, why didn't you tell me?
Hermione: Because I couldn't
Pansy: Why not?
Hermione: SHIELD is worse than the Ministry about keeping secrets
Pansy: I should be there
Hermione: To do what, sit by his bed and try to feed him Skele-Gro when the nurses aren't looking?
Pansy: He sent me a pictures
Hermione: And …
Pansy: He is not telling me everything. He is the bloody hospital
Hermione: Steve said he took out several trees on his way down
Pansy: Bloody hell, I hate being stuck here. There is no way I can get a portkey before next week
Hermione: Madame Mafalda
Pansy : Is a devious, evil witch and has scheduled meetings with 3 of our biggest clients in the next three days
Hermione: I'll see what I can find out
Pansy: Please
Hermione: He is going to be fine
Pansy: He bloody better be … Did they at least kill the guy that fired the grenade?
Hermione: Steve didn't say
Pansy: I have a tracing hex
Hermione: It will be hard to start your own business if you are in Azkaban
Pansy: I know where they bury their skeletons …

Mione: Is Sam really okay?
Steve: He is going to be fine
Mione: Don't let him send anymore pictures to Pansy
Steve: Is she okay?
Mione: I don't know
Steve: What picture did he send her?
Mione: Not the best
Steve: From his room?
Mione: Yes, with Tony in the background
Steve: Did she share it with you?
Mione: Yes, I was ready to kill Sam for her
Steve: Can you share it with me?
Mione: When you get home… When are you coming home?
Steve: As soon as Sam falls back to sleep. I took his phone from him
Mione: I'll see you soon
Steve: Soon