Panic !!!, Sam(Wilson)/Nat
Sam; cool, collected, good in any situation.
That's what most people think anyways...
It's the middle of a battle, not the time to be having an episode.
He feels trapped, like he can't breath, his eyesight is blurring, and his hands are shaking.
He drops to the ground, and hides behind a piece of debris, trying desperately to catch his breath.
"Are you okay?" Natasha joins him.
"I...I...I don't know.." Sam grabs his chest, feeling his heart racing.
Nat offers her hand and he takes it gingerly, leaning on her.
"It's okay, Sam.." Nat assures, making no sudden movements.
She sends the Quinjet an S.O.S. and helps Sam on as it arrives.
Once they're safe and alone, Sam breaks down, shaking, crying.
"It's okay, you're okay.." Natasha soothes.
"I'm okay.." Sam whispers, making no effort to move away.