A/N: sorry this took so long to come out I just needed to rewrite it at least 3 times before I got to the point where it might be decent to read, anyways enjoy

Warning: swearing

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The robot arm man was in the medbay with Sam. He was there for hours at this point waiting for Sam to wake up. It was Walker the bitch fault Sam was in medbay.

Bucky checked Sam pulse every five minutes to make sure he was alive. He didn't want to lost him.

"Bird brain please wake up." He mumbled while checking Sam's pulse from Sam's neck.

Suddenly one of Sam's fingers twitched but Bucky didn't notice, he was to focused on Sam's bare chest.

Sam's chest was over with closed cuts and burns, so was most of his body. Most of the cuts were healed and didn't scar the Falcon body but some did.

Sam eyes slightly opened, "Bucket? Is that you?" Bird man ask in a drowsy voice, and his tail now wrapped around his own body.

"Don't call me that bird man."

"Why not Bucket?" He chuckled sleepily

"I don't know, I will think of something. Anyways I should go get Bruce to see if you're ok."

"Ok Bucket."

The last thing that came out of Bucky month was a 'tch' before he when to look for Bruce

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Sam finally left the medbay after Bruce did a check up with him. He decided to go to his room with interacting with anyone, but that didn't end up well.

Sam was passing through the hall almost to his bedroom until Steve stopped him.

"Hey Sam, I got a question for you."

"What's it Cap?"

"Is there anything special between you and Bucky but any chance?"

"What exactly do you mean?"

"You know what, forget about it. I will just go ask Buck."

"Oh, you go do that Cap, I need to go." He said as he slowly walked to his room.

What was that about, anything special between Sam snd Bucky? The only answer that Sam could think as an answer was how the both hated each other, they hated each other right?

He reached his room and opened his door and stepped inside to see it was a mess, well only the bed. The blanket was wrinkled across the bed, the sheet were coming off, and the pillows were all wrinkled up and miss place.

It look like someone was sleeping in it when he was gone, but no one was, but that what Sam thought.

Sam quickly putted a shirt on then, made his bed and then laid on it but immediately rolled onto floor because his bed felt like a marshmallow, and after sleeping on a basement floor, it was to comfy for him.

Sam then wrapped his tail around his self and fell asleep.

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Sam almost immediately woke up when there was a Bucket of water thrown on him. Sam opened his eye to see Bucky holding an almost empty bucket with just a few drops in it.

"I told you not to call me Bucket, Samual." He said while smirking.

"BUT AT LEAST DO IT WHEN I'M NOT SLEEPING!!! NOW I SMELL LIKE WET DOG"

"Why not, and second off you smells, when was the last time you washed yourself?"

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"You filthy animal, let's get you cleaned" he said while picking up Sam against his will

"But-"

"No buts, you're going to get cleaned."

"..."