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It was around two thirty in the morning. After about a half an hour of arguing with various doctors and nurses, all five Avengers had been given permission to stay at the hospital with Steve overnight. That was over six hours ago, and now they were all asleep in Steve's room, sprawled in random locations. Clint perched on the windowsill, somehow balancing there even in his sleep. Tony and Bruce shared the couch, their legs draped over each other's in a giant tangled mess, while Thor slouched on the floor, his back to the wall and his head on his hammer, using it as a pillow of sorts. Natasha had long ago claimed possession of the chair beside Steve's bed, where she would be the first to know if he woke up. All was peaceful.
At exactly 2:34 a.m., Steve's heart monitor began beeping at an extremely fast rate, and his breaths came in short and panicked bursts. Beads of sweat gathered on his forehead as he tossed and turned unhappily in the hospital bed, becoming tangled in all the wires attached to him. The rapid beeping roused Natasha right away, and she quickly called for a nurse, unsure how to calm him down.
Suddenly the room was full of activity, doctors and nurses rushing back and forth, checking his heart rate, blood pressure, and goodness knows what else. The frantic motion woke all the other Avengers, who tried, for once, to make themselves as small as possible and not get in the way.
"No! Please, stop!" A young voice called out. Steve was still thrashing back and forth on the hospital bed, calling out in a troubled voice as the doctors attempted to calm him down. Finally they were able to hold him still enough so that a doctor could stick a needle in his arm, releasing some kind of knock-out drug. Steve thrashed around a bit more, but within two minutes he was lying still again, breathing deeply and heavily. Natasha let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding.
"What happened?" She asked Doctor Gao, who had been alerted of his patient's condition.
"We're still trying to work out the details, but it appears that Captain Rogers had a nightmare," Gao replied.
"Okay, Doc, I'm only going to ask this once." Tony said moodily, rubbing his temples as if massaging an awful headache. "Will you please, for the sake of everything you love, explain everything you mean by that statement. No more mystery, no more guessing. Talk. Now."
Gao cleared his throat, a bit nervously. "Ahem, yes. Well, it seems that the state Captain Rogers is in has taken a great toll on his mental and physical health. He is, essentially, exhausted by the transformation, so I would not expect him to wake for at least a few more days. That being said, he is still dreaming, most likely about things in his life that happened from his perspective not very long ago. He cannot wake up yet, but he will need to be monitored every day until he does. I would recommend that each of you, being his friends, should take turns staying with him until he wakes up."
About three hours after Doctor Gao explained Steve's condition, the Avengers finally agreed that they probably should not all remain at the hospital, as it would become extremely crowded and inconvenient for the nurses coming to check on him every hour. About an hour and a half after that, they finally decided that each of them would have a shift of around six hours, starting with Natasha taking her shift first. As soon as Natasha heard this, she wordlessly kicked everyone else out, leaving them to fight out who got to go next.