Avengers Imagines

James Rhodes #1

I rushed through the hospital as quickly as I could.

Striping the stethoscope from my neck and throwing it down on the chair in  an empty room before rushing out of the hospital.

Colleagues shouting my name after me.

"Rhodey!" I shouted back over my shoulder expecting them to understand... and the calls stopped.

They returned to their work as I pursued my car.

Getting to Rhodey was my top priority.

- - - -

"How is he?" I asked as soon as I made it through the door.

"He's just come out of surgery." Tony nodded in greeting.

Vision walked up behind me.

"How did this happen?" Tony asked in a whispered voice.

"I do not know." Vision replied.

"Wait what happened? Where is Steve? Nat? Wanda? Where is everyone?" I asked, desperate to know what got Rhodey into this mess in the first place.

"There was a disagreement... a fight..." Tony said.

"The Accords?" I asked.

"Yes." Vision nodded.

Rhodey had told me all about the Accords. It had torn them apart as soon as it had been brought into the light.

Steve had refused to sign.

Rhodey had wanted to sign as soon as he had gotten his hand on a pen.

I begged him to read it to gain a full understanding.

You can't trust people wishing to reign in the only power protecting the Earth.

You couldn't trust Ross.

"How bad is it?" I asked, looking back through the glass pane at Rhodey lying unconscious due to anaesthetics on the medical bed.

"Severe spinal injury. He escaped luckily without paralysis." a doctor announced as they exited the room.

"Will he be okay?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of Rhodey.

"He will be okay. But it will take him some time to recover." the doctor nodded.

"How long?" Tony asked.

"Months? Maybe a year?" the doctor estimated.

"Thank you." I nodded, as the doctor made his departure.

"He'll be okay _____." Tony said, resting a hand on my shoulder.

"There shouldn't have been any reason for him not to be okay in the first place!" I said, my anger rising slightly. "Sorry."

Tony nodded in understanding of my emotions and stood beside me silently as we waited for Rhodey to come around from the anaesthetic.

- - - -

"This won't be a speedy recovery." I said, watching him practice with the new leg frames Tony had supplied.

"He will work it off to be a speedy recovery." Tony said, sitting down next to me.

"He can't rush this." 

"He will defy the odds."

"He never listens."

"And neither does Tony." Pepper's familiar voice spoke from behind us.

"Pepper! How are you?" I asked, wrapping her in a hug.

"How are you?" she asked, motioning to take Tony's seat as he walked over to help Rhodey.

"I've been worse. But-"

"You've been better."

I nodded.

"He's been on so many missions as War Machine... this could of happened on any one of them. Or worse..." I sighed.

"We will never fully understand what has gone on these past few weeks." Pepper noted.

"The seek for control does some strange things to society and the norm."

"Freedom is God's greatest gift."

I nodded.

- - - - 

"How are you feeling?" I asked him as he sat on the floor after pushing himself further than he should have during another rehabilitation session.

"I'm feeling okay Doctor." he smirked as I knelt down beside him.

"You've had me so worried." I sighed.

"And I can't apologise enough." he said, looking at me and capturing my gaze.

"We will get through this." I smiled softly.

"Of course my love. We will get through this stronger." he smiled, grasping hold of my hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

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(I really hope you like this... I know it's not the best. But I hope it does your request justice!

Love,

Phoebe xx)