Wrong number Avengers

sick

3rd person pov
'is she okay' tony questions pointing to y/n. y/n snaps out of a daze she was in and looks over at the boys worried faces worried faces.

'huh oh i'm fine' she says shivering. tony walks over and puts a hand to y/n's forehead retracting it pretty quickly.

'FRIDAY what is her temperature' tony asks concerned.

'miss y/n's temperature is currently 39.2 C' y/n gets up rushing to the bin near the elevator. you can hear her throwing up. y/n turns to sit on the ground wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. tony and peter dont know what to do, they would easily just call bruce however he was out who knows were at some convention that he had to conveniently leave for this morning.

'do you know what to do?' tony questions peter who just shakes his head rapidly.

'no do you?' he questions back tony also shakes his head. the billionaire gets an idea.

'FRIDAY call scary russian lady down here' tony says walking over to y/n. peter comes over. they see y/n's pale face and sunk in eyes she looks like shit. how did they no notice this when she came in. y/n rolls over throwing up in the bin again sinking into the wall.

nats pov
i was in the middle of my afternoon training when friday told me to head down to tony's lab. i wa annoyed he probably wanted another coffee or something. i get into the elevator impatiently tapping my foot. the elevator dings and i step out. i was looking around to see what useless mess tony was in when i see all of them next to the door. im about to question it when my eyes lock with y/n. i sit down in front of her.

'peter what happened?!' i ask feeling y/n's head. i see peter and he looks worried.

'uh so y/n uh went home after throwing up at school than she came in 20 minutes late today and uh i didnt notice anything at first however when she shivered and i looked over she was also sweating. uh friday said her fever is 39.2 and uh than she ran here and threw up 2wice'. peter cringed speaking rather quickly. she just had a fever hopefully.

in pick her up surprised on how easily i could carry her. i enter the elevator telling friday to take me to the main area. it was the afternoon so most people would be chilling or training. all i had to do was sneak past people in the living room and i should be good. i remember what i used to do for my sister (a/n yes i'm adding yelena because why not) whe she got sick. first i needed to run y/n a bath to try to get her temperature down. she was still really out of it deep in thought.

y/n pov
i was in nats arms to zoned out to know where we were going. the event of earlier playing in my mind. i barely reach a hand to my head their was still a lump. i shiver at the thought of what happend after. i'm brought a bit from my thoughts when we stop. nat opens what looks like a bedroom door. taking me threw another door into a bathroom. she places me on the bench and begins to run a bath.

a couple minuets later i refocus when i feel cold hands on my knees. i look at my knees than up at nat. she nods her head to the bath behind her and lifts me off the bench putting me on the floor.

'i'll be back in 10 minuets okay' she smiles and walks out. i lean on the counter looking at my self in the huge mirror. i looked like shit i had puked all if any food in my stomach and felt worse than i looked. i slowly stripped of my clothes and got in. it felt really nice, the water was warm and the bath was really comfortable. nat had put bubbles in the bath which i played with so what if i was 15.

i was in the middle of making a santa hat when i felt sick. i stood up and ran over to the toilet. puking everything left in me. i sat down on the cold tiles. 'y/n?' i hear someone call. 'can i come in?' the voice asks. i husk out a response and nat walks in seeing me at the toilet with bubbles in my hair she smirks.

'let me rinse that out than you need to sleep okay?' i nod and make my way back to the bath. nat sits behind me and washes and massages my head and hair. i close my eyes almost drifting off.

nats pov
i hear someone throwing up int eh bathroom and get up putting my book down. 'y/n?' i question 'can i come in?' i ask. it wait until i earned a answer that i opened the door. i see her leaning against the tile near the toilet it hurts me to see her liek this. i smirk however when i seee bubbles in. sort of half santa hat on her head. 'let me rinse that out than you need to sleep okay?' i offer. she nods and stands up walking back to the bath. she slips in and i begin to was her hair also massaging her head. y/n had similar hair to myself. red and curly. their fore it was lucky that i still had some of my special shampoo and conditioner left. i rinse her hair standing up. i walk into my closet and pull out a hoodie and tights. bringing them back in to y/n. 'come out when your ready' i say to her leaving. a few minuets later she walks out the hoodie is bigger than i expected it to look on her. i chuckle a bit. i motion her over here and pat the spot next to me.

the bath seemed to break her fever pretty well since she was now sleeping peacefully. i finnished my book and went back down to tony. 'FRIDAY tell me if y/n wakes up' i tell her,

'Of corse scary russian lady' she reply's

A/n i have o many ideas ahhhhhh as always see you in the next chapter.