My heart was beating a million miles an hour. Nat was in my arms as we rushed to the hospital. We all gathered in a black SUV. I was in the back seat with Nat and Hill and Bucky were in the front. We were halfway there when all of a sudden Nat stopped breathing. "HURRY!!!!" I screamed. I knew that Nat was a fighter, but if anything was going to keep me calm, it was if Maria and Bucky would stop yelling at each other. Bucky was driving and Hill was on the phone with Nick Fury, Bucky had gotten lost three time already and every time Bucky did, Hill yelled at him and flipped. By the time we got to the hospital, everyone was shaken up and freaking out. Maria was the only one of us keeping up with the frantic doctors, I had fallen far behind with Bucky. In my mind, I ran scenarios, and most of them ended with Nat gone. "Buck," I said, "do you think Nat will..." Bucky put his hand over my mouth, "Steve stop right there, if I know Nat she's a fighter, besides she has something to live for. I trusted Bucky, but I still worried about Nat, if I lost her, who would I have left? I already lost Peggy, and it would be too much to lose Nat.