Still in a dazed state, you raise your hands to the part of your abdomen that is in pain and you feel something warm. Focusing, you open your eyes and look down and see a piece of shrapnel sticking out of your torso. This’ll be fun, you thought sarcastically.
You prop yourself up against the wall you were thrown onto as Steve helps Tony up. “Put on the suit!”
“Yup!” Tony replies and quickly leaves the room.
Steve ready to follow him, but he stops when he notices you. “[f/n]!” He crouches down next to you and his looks at you with concern written all over his face.
You lazily wave him off with one of your bloodied hands. “It’s ok…I’ve had worse.” You try to give him a small smile but it comes out as a grimace as you shift slightly. “Go…go help Stark…I’ll catch up.”
He looks hesitant to leave you like this, but once Fury asks Stark to go repair the turbine Steve goes off to help. Now beg