Little Miss America

Chapter Eighteen

Something was beeping.
It wouldn't stop.
There was a light on in the room.
It was bright, and it eventually woke you up.
You slowly opened your eyes.
There was no one in the room with you.
You realised quickly you were in a hospital bed.
There was something in your mouth. A tube.
Another tube was attached to your arm.
Your eyes darted around the empty room.
There was nothing holding you down, but you felt like you couldn't get up.
Tears collected in your eyes and rolled down your cheeks.
Through a window in your room, you made eye contact with someone outside.
They saw you awake and quickly ran off.
They came back a moment later with a doctor and entered your room, and you wiped the tears off your face.
"Y/n" the doctor smiled. "It's good to see you awake."
You wanted to say something. You moved your hand from under the sheets and touched your lips with your finger, then touched the tube running in your mouth.
The doctor smiled gently and came over to take it out.
"I know this must be a little overwhelming, but I'm here to answer any questions that you have."
You nodded.
The doctor proceeded to change the bag at the end of your tube that went into your arm.
You watched her carefully.
"So how are you feeling?" she asked.
"Um, a little tired but I think generally okay" you replied.
"Good."
"Is uh, is anyone- is there anyone here? You know, to see me."
"Ah there's quite a few people. You're very popular miss Rogers."
"Can I see them?"
"I'll send a few along in a moment. I'll leave the door open so you can call if you need anything."
"Thank you" you smiled weakly as she left the room.
You inhaled deeply and closed your eyes, waiting for someone to join you.
Then the last person you wanted to see came in.
"Oh my god honey I'm so glad you're okay" John grinned widely and ran over to hug you in bed. Only Olivia was with him.
You looked past both of them, but no one else came in.
"How are you feeling?" Olivia asked.
You clenched your teeth together nervously.
Your hands were by your sides and you're fingernails dug into your legs.
John finally let go of you.
He saw you shaking and smiled pitifully.
"I know you're scared. But everything's okay" he claimed.
"Get out" you whispered.
"Speak louder sweetie. I couldn't hear you..."
"I said get out! Get away from me!" you tried to scream, though your throat felt sore. "Get out!"
You sobbed loudly until some doctors came in.
One rushed to you.
"Y/n, breathe. It's okay. Calm down" they tried to comfort you.
"No! Get out! Get out!"
"Y/n sweetie" John placed a hand on your shoulder.
"No!" you screamed. You picked up a glass of water that was on a small table next to your bed and you threw it at him.
He dodged, and his grip on your shoulder tightened.
"Y/n honey calm down" John hissed in your ear.
"Get out!" you shook your upper half so he would let go of your shoulder. You threw your arms at him to try and punch him and you tried to kick him away.
"Please leave me alone" you sobbed as one of the doctors pulled something down over your head.
Just before you closed your eyes, you saw Bucky run into the room.
He came in just as the anaesthetic caused you to fall unconscious.
He looked at John, his hand tightly grabbing your shoulder.
"Don't touch her!" Bucky yelled and lunged at John.
He punched him with his vibranium arm, breaking his nose.
Bucky shook the blood off his fist and looked at you, sleeping peacefully with the tube over your face.
"Take it off" he demanded. "Take it off her now!"
Sam and Sharon ran into the room.
Sam saw John's nose bleeding and stepped in front of Bucky.
Sharon stepped next to the bed and held one of your hands.
"Okay everyone out!" one of the doctors yelled.
Everyone filed out the room.
John, Olivia, Bucky, Sam, Sharon and two doctors stood outside your room.
"Okay who here are her parents?"
"Us" John pointed at him and Olivia.
"No" Bucky objected. "They adopted her."
"Yeah that makes us her parents dipshit" Olivia snapped.
Bucky glared at her.
"Right. And how do you know her?"
"We knew her dad."
"Of course" the doctor remembered who you were, and who your dad was. He obviously recognised everyone, he was just trying to figure out how they were related to you.
"I'm her cousin" Sharon added.
"Could you just tell us what condition she's in?" Sam requested. "Is she okay?"
"She's fine. Everything seems to be okay. She needs the IV for a while to keep her stable. However, I am concerned about the number of cuts and bruises she has on her face, neck and stomach. I was wondering if any of you knew how they got there?"
"Karli might've done something?" Sharon suggested.
"Possibly" Sam agreed. "Do you know how long they've been there?"
"They're healing and the bruises have faded so maybe about a week?"
"A week?" Sam questioned. "She's only been missing the past couple of days."
Sam looked at Bucky, who seemed infuriated, glaring at John.
The Walkers weren't saying anything, looking at each other almost guilty.
"Walker?" Sam stepped towards him, his anger rising. "What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything" John spat, clearly lying.
Bucky couldn't resist.
He swung his fist at John; his nose started bleeding again.
John started fighting back, but Bucky's anger helped him to win.
John ended up on the floor.
Bucky picked up a metal stool, and prepared to throw it down on him.
Sam stepped in the way.
"Okay that's enough" Sam protested.
John groaned and sat up.
Bucky glared at him, full of hatred.
If Sam hadn't stopped him, he was prepared to kill him there and then.
"You never touch her again" Bucky warned.
"Y/n is my daughter" John said as he got up onto his feet. "You can't tell me what to do."
Bucky gave Sam a look, hoping he knew what to do.
"I'm calling social services" Sam decided. "You don't go near y/n ever again."
John and Olivia left with a doctor who was going to treat John's wounds, then they were going to be escorted out by security.
Sharon, being the only family member remaining, was allowed to sit with you as you slept.
Sam and Bucky returned to the main hospital waiting room, where the rest of the avengers had come to see you.
"Is she okay?" Peter asked. He had been crying.
"She's fine. She's sleeping again" Sam informed.
"It sounded like there was a fight" Clint said.
"There was."
"Where's the Walkers?"
"They left" Bucky said. "Social services is coming."
"She's gonna hate that" Wanda said.
"I know" Sam sighed.
Bucky didn't say anything, as he knew what he wanted to do.