This looks bad, but I swear it's not...anymore

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This looks bad, but I swear it's not...anymore
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Ava is dragged into government business when SHIELD desperately needs her help. Healer OFC, but she's basically 'reader' character. I've gotten back into writing and I am currently working on editing this and will hopefully finish it! (4/4/2024)
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This is my first published fanfic anywhere, so I hope you guys like it! I have a few chapters written, but I got stuck and I'll be taking suggestions for where this should go and for ships! This is the same timeline as TWS, so spoilers. And I hope you like it!Oh and the chapter names are in Ava's POV
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Like a god damned puppy

In her moment of solitude Ava’s pain resurfaced. Talking with Tony had distracted her from her still healing body. The pain was less then when she’d first woken up, granted, but it was still far from comfortable.

Ava blew out a shaky breath as the door opened, Steve, looking much better then the last time she saw him, stuck his head through before stepping inside. Tony waved from the hallway as Steve shut the door.

He looked over her quickly, assessing the pained smile and the still healing wounds, that he could see.

“Do you need more pain meds?”

Ava couldn’t help but smile at his fatherly concern, “Nah, they don’t work on me anyway, and it’s not that bad.”

Steve frowned and crossed his arms, knowing it was in fact very bad, as he’d been the one who took the beating.

Ava held her hand up before he could say anything, “Listen, if I couldn’t handle it I’d still be unconscious.”

He was still concerned but took her word for it. Stepping next to her hospital bed he continued, “I wanted to thank you, for everything you’ve done the last two days. Saving Nick, healing Natasha and me.” He smiled, “I don’t think we could have done it without you.”

Ava smiled back, it was impossible not to when this giant golden retriever of a man grinned. The moment didn’t last as her mind automatically jumped to the negatives.

"So, what’s going to happen to me now? I mean, I wasn’t supposed to get this involved. I probably know too much and-,”

Steve, held his hands up cutting her off before her mind went out of control, “Slow down there, all you have to worry about right now is healing up. We’ll figure out a few possibilities for you.”

Ava relaxed, so relieved that she wouldn’t get the stereotypical treatment movies always seemed to show, death.

“Thank you.”

Steve’s smile was back, “Get some rest, you’ll, uh, probably be healed by morning, right?”

“What time is it?”

“About 2 a.m.”

Ava snorted, thinking back to Tony and how he’d still been awake, “Yeah, I should be good.”

Steve’s smile grew, if it was even possible, “We’ll talk about everything then.”

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