A/N: Hey I'm so sorry this took so long to get out, I wasn't sure where to take it so I had to take some time "writing in the shower" but here we go! Chapter 5!
Natasha opened her eyes as the sun shone through the window onto her face. She felt like going back to sleep but every inch of her body ached, the assassin focused to her surroundings and remembered where she was. The steady beep of the monitors and the hand in hers kept her sane, and as much as she wanted to tilt her head off the mattress to find Steve's eyes looking back at her, she knew it wouldn't happen. She felt the tears that had overcome her ever since she had found out the news yesterday return. The red head sat for what felt like hours crying again until she ran out of tears. The door opened suddenly and Natasha fought the urge to spin around to see who it was, knowing if she did she would have to see Steve's limp form and blank face.
"Natasha?" Tony's voice rang through the room.
"What do you want Stark?" Natasha said colder than she had intended.
"Clint sent me to come get you. We made breakfast back at the communal floor."
"I'm not hungry." Natasha said with finality.
"Well, if you do get hungry or need us, you know where to find us." With that Tony left Natasha alone in the hospital room.
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The inventor closed the door behind him and sighed, Poor Natasha. He never thought he would ever say that sentence, she had always been so strong. In contemplation he noticed a doctor headed in his direction.
"Excuse me? But do you know Steve Rogers condition?" Tony spoke up.
"Oh yes," the doctor began, "Yesterday during surgery we had found the bullet barely hit anything major."
"So he's gonna be fine?" Tony asked hopefully.
"Umm, yes and no." Tony became agitated.
"What do you mean 'Yes and No'?"
"Well there was a lot of damage done to his neck tissue and muscles but due to his serum we cannot get in there to fix it before it attempts to fix itself."
"Which means?" The inventor prompted.
"Which means there is nothing more we can do for the captain."
"So he is just gonna heal himself?"
"Well, that's the thing, we don't know but we can hope for the best."
"We just have to hope for the best?! Are you crazy?!" Tony was yelling now.
"Mr. Stark please calm down-"
"NO I won't calm down! When is he supposed to be awake and ready to leave?!"
"His current coma has not been confirmed to end..."
"What do you mean?"
"We don't know when he will wake up or even if he will wake up at all with a better chance of the latter."
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?! You are some of the best doctors money could buy and you can't help him at all!?
"I'm afraid not…" The doctor tried to stay calm for the yelling of the millionaire.
"THAT'S IT! He is coming to Stark Tower and I'm his new doctor if you aren't gonna do anything about it! He is freaking Captain America! We are getting him back no matter the cost!"
"But sir!-"
"No buts! He is coming with me end of discussion! FRIDAY? Alert my team we are moving him to Stark Tower." Tony turned on his heel and walked back to the door to Steve's hospital room.
Before entering Tony calmed himself he decided he didn't want Natasha to know of him taking Steve or no progress will get done. She would just stay next to his bedside and not let Tony some near him with any sort of treatment.
"Hey Little Red?" Tony attempted.
"Didn't you just leave?"
"Ya well Clint says it's mandatory breakfast and you have to go."
"No." The assassin said stubbornly.
"Cap is about to go through surgery again any minute, so 'no' is not an answer." Tony tried again scrambling for a reason for her to leave.
"Why would he need surgery again?" Natasha looked up finally to inspect Tony.
"I don't know but you have to go."
"Fine…" She got up stubbornly and walked to the door. With her walking past Tony was able to inspect her bloodshot eyes and wet cheeks, along with the bags under her eyes. She obviously didn't get a lot of sleep. After Natasha left Tony pulled out his phone and dialed. After a few rings she picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey little sis," Tony said with a smirk, "i'm gonna need some help."
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After Tony's team had moved Steve to the Stark Tower he checked the status of his incoming science sis.
"FRIDAY, when is she getting here?"
"She is already here." As soon as the AI finished speaking the elevator to Tony's lab dinged open.
"Jane!" The light brown haired girl dropped her duffle bag and let go of her suitcase handle to accept the inventor's hug.
"Hey Tony! So, how's Steve?"
"Oh I see, skipping pleasantries to see the super-soldier."
Jane laughed, "No Tony, he's just our patient and we need to get working right away."
"Right well I have checked all of his vitals and everything, you know to see if he's alive, and he's all healthy. Well besides his neck's terrible attempt at fixing itself, the tissue rebuilt itself partly into his windpipe and without the breathing machine he can't breathe."
"Easy fix, now what's with the coma?"
"The doctor's had no clue, I have no clue, Pepper has no clue. And when Pepper doesn't know you know the world is ending." Jane rolled her eyes.
"Alright then it seems that I will have to perform surgery first. Can we get Dr. Helen Cho's machine?"
"Helen's machine? Who made it?Me. That's who." Jane gave him a look. "Fine, of course you can use it."
"Then let's get started."
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Natasha walked through the corridors of the New Avengers facility. Clint had forced her to sleep in her own bed, which only led her to have nightmares, but she still got some sleep. Hopefully seeing Steve would help her calm down. The redhead looked down at her watch, 1:23, had she really been gone that long? When she reached Steve's room she opened the door cautiously and was shocked.
The room was empty.
" .Font." She said through gritted teeth. Natasha immediately called Tony, knowing it was somehow his fault.
After a few rings the Tony's voice came through the speaker.
"Hey Curvalicious."
"Where the hell is Steve?
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Tony looked frighteningly at Jane. Jane just shrugged at him and mouthed, 'You got yourself into this mess'.
"Oh about that," Tony started cautiously.
"What…" She asked, irritated.
"Fury had him moved to a secret base, he was given the news so he thought it best to just keep him safe and wait for as long as it takes."
"As long as what takes?"
"Nat, his coma, they don't think he will ever come out of it."
"Are you serious?" Her voice came through shakily.
"I'm sorry Red." With that the line went dead. With a sigh Tony looked to his machinery again.
"FRIDAY can you alert Fury of the current situation and then tell him of what happened in my last phone call?"
"Of course sir." The AI responded. Jane look skeptically at Tony from under her eyelashes.
"Not telling him yourself?"
"Hell no, I'll let the AI get most of the crap for it." Jane rolled her eyes at Tony before returning to the tissue-regeneration machine.