It was hard not to be scared. She didn't want to lose him now that she lost him once already because of her own death. Now that she had him here she didn't want to let him go. Fucked up HYDRA agents in need.

She felt the squeeze, but she shook her head, taking her hand out of him and taking his hand instead, stilling it as she pressed it to his chest again, as if to tell him to keep it up like she was showing him. She finished the tight pressure wrap on the other now and pushed it to his chest as well, cupping her hands over his wrists, hands still shaking but holding him to steady herself too.

"Don't you ever think that. No matter who tells you anything like that. Dreams or not. There is no reason to kill yourself." She leaned in to kiss the backs of his hands, frowning still. "We need to get this properly looked at though. I think there was a doctor in the group? Banner or something? We need to make sure you're going to be okay, baby. And I need to find the Head Librarian and find out what the fuck is going on."

Because her belly hurt, her head hurt, and he had cut wrists again . This was something new.