Marvel Imagines

Steve- Knew You'd Come

(Requested by @BoandHutchfans)

"She's not responding," Natasha mutters, her comment only adding to the raging fire of worry burning in Steve's chest. "I don't know why she's not responding."

Hands wringing together, Steve presses his ear piece and paces in the HQ's briefing room. "(Y/n)? (Y/n), please, come in."

"She could be in a spotty area, Steve." Natasha says casually, but her drumming fingers and pursed lips give away that she's anything but calm.

He pauses his pacing, shakes his head, and continues. "No, that's not it. We would only be able to hear static if she was out of range, but there's nothing! Her comm is perfectly fine and-"

"Steve. Calm down. For all we know, she could've ditched the comm and-"

"Aren't your tracking it?"

"Well, yes but-"

"Where is it. Where's the location-?"

Boots scuffing the floor makes Natasha and Steve jump. Instantly, their fingers are pressing the Comms.

"What was-"

"Sh!" Natasha turns to her laptop and skims her fingers over the keyboard until she's playing the live audio coming from (Y/n)'s Comm.

More boots scuffing and soft murmurs of voices then-

"You think she is alive?" A man asks, his voice gruff and heavy with an accent Steve can't place.

"Who cares? We captured a SHIELD agents. The boss did not specify if he wanted one breathing." Another man.

A pang of worry shoots up Steve's spine. "Location. Now." He hisses, and Natasha nods.

"It is a shame she put up such a fight," the first man goes on. "Johnny(random name?) did a real number on her."

Steve grits his teeth and Natasha slams the laptop shut and stands. "C'mon, let's go get your girl."
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They end up finding you in a heap on the side of the road.

"(Y/n)!" Steve screams hysterically, stumbling out of the car and sprinting to your still figure. "(Y/n)?!"

He gently rolls you into your back and shakily presses his fingers to your neck.

There's a pulse. Weak, but still there.

Tears of relief run down his cheeks as he pulls you to his chest, sighing deeply

"Mm.. Steve?" Your hoarse voice makes his eyes shoot open and hold you back at arms length to smile weakly.

"Everything's okay, (Y/n). I've got you."

The corner of your swollen lip curls. "I knew you'd come."

(A/N: Urmmm, sorry for the little message on the previous chapter.. It was like 4am and I had stayed up all night so I wasn't exactly thinking correctly. But I do want to say thank you to all of those who followed me, I was smiling every time I saw my followers number grow. And about the odd numbers thing, I have a pet peeve(is that what it's called?) about them, so everything's got to be even or else I'll go crazy. Soo yeah, sorry again(but thank you). Anyways, I hope you liked the chapter!)