Sam and Bucky were out on a mission where they ran into dollar general Captain America and his lame sidekick. They pay the dumba**es no mind and go about completing their mission. At one point, Bucky got hit in the arm a bullet, that he dug out himself. Then he wraps up his arm with a random piece of cloth that ripped off of a window curtain. When the mission was over, the couple begrudgingly accepted the ride offered by "captain america" and "battlestar", only because they had no other transportation to get them home.

"What happened to your arm, Buck?" Sam asked.

"Got shot, but I'll be fine, I got super healing." Bucky replied.

Even though he said he was fine, Bucky was anything but fine. He felt awful; his body ached, he was sweating yet freezing, and he was incredibly dizzy.

"Is he alright? He don't look too hot." John said.

"First of all...ya bad netflix reboot f**ker, my boyfriend is h*lla hot.." Sam told him.

"Yeah, and second...I have a killer headache and your annoying voice is making it worse..." Bucky added.

"So, shut the f**k up." Sam finished.

"Geeze, dude, no need to be rude. He was just trying to help." Hoskins said.

"Well, he doesn't need or want your help Captain Wannabe." Sam snapped at them.

He turns his attention to this boyfriend, placing one hand on his shoulder and the others on the elbow of his metal arm.

"Talk to me, Buck, what's going on?" Sam asked gently.

"I...I-I don't know...I just don't feel so good." Bucky mumbled, resting his forehead against the crook of Sam's neck.

Sam frowns worriedly as felt the intense heat radiating off of Bucky's face...and his heavy, labored breathing.

"We could have a medic look him over when we get back to base." John suggested.

"Uhg, Sammy, make him stop talking." Bucky groaned before coughing.

"Look, America's flat-a**, thanks for the concern, but no thank you. My Bucky will only let three people in the entire world give him medical attention. So, unless your medic is named Shuri, Strange, or Banner, you might as well just let me handle this and butt out." Sam said, trying his best not to punch pseudo-cap in the jaw.

John holds up his hands in surrender, sensing the hostility in Sam's voice. Bucky felt increasingly terrible, his veins felt like they were on fire, and his mind felt hazy. Tears unknowingly leaked from his eyes from how much pain he was in and from how sick he felt.

"Sam...get me out of here, please." Bucky whimpered.

"Okay, baby, it's okay, I got you." Sam said scooping Bucky up into his arms and taking off.

Shuri was in the country and the Wakandan embassy was the closest, so that's where Sam flew to. He messaged Shuri so that she would be prepared for when him and Bucky arrived. Bucky was in a state of delirium by the time him and Sam got to the embassy.

"What happened?" Shuri asked.

"I'm not sure. He just suddenly got really sick." Sam said laying Bucky onto a stretcher.

While Shuri is examining Bucky, Sam sits at Bucky's bedside and holds his hand.

"Hmm...it seems that the bullet that hit Sergeant Barnes's arm was laced with poison. That's why he's so ill." Shuri explained.

Bucky then cries out and writhes in agony.

"Sam! Sammy, it hurts, it hurts so bad!" Bucky sobbed.

Sam reaches out to run his hand through Bucky's hair, but pauses his hand on Bucky's forehead.

"Shuri...he's burning up, like...bad." Sam told her.

The princess takes the super soldier's temperature...which was 104.5 degrees. Next, she takes a blood sample and sets him up with an IV for the pain.

"I'm gonna go see if I can make an antidote from the poison in his blood. You try to get this fever out of the danger zone." Shuri told Sam.

"Okay." Sam nodded.

When she left, Sam sits next to this now unconscious boyfriend and holds a cold compress to his fevered brow. He dabs the cold compress all over Bucky's face, neck, and chest to cool him off and hopefully make his fever go down.

"S-Sam...Sammy..." Bucky coughed weakly.

"Shhh, Buck, just rest. I'm right here." Sam said in a soothing tone.

The Winter Soldier relaxes and lets his boyfriend take care of him. An hour later, Sam was able to get Bucky's fever to go down to 101.6 degrees, then Shuri comes in with an antidote and gives it to him. After a couple hours, Bucky's health slowly starts to improve.

"Sammy?" Bucky said, waking up the next day.

Sam had his head resting on his arms on the bed Bucky was laying on. He woke up when he heard his boyfriend call out to him.

"Oh, good, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Sam asked.

"Better...but still a little cruddy." Bucky answered.

"Well, I'm glad you're alright." Sam said kissing the top of Bucky's head.

"Did I worry you?" Bucky asked.

"A little, yeah. But, it wasn't your fault, you were really sick." Sam assured him, gently stroking his head.

"So, how long am I gonna be held up in bed?" Bucky asked, pulling Sam onto the bed to lay beside him.

"Until Shuri says your fully recovered. Which should be another week, so just do me a favor and rest." Sam told him.

"Okay, as long as you stay right here in my arms." Bucky replied holding Sam close and nuzzling his neck.

"Of course, babe. Where else would I be?" Sam chuckled, kissing Bucky's temple.

Sam takes good care of his boyfriend during his recovery. During that week, they received a Captain America themed 'Get Well Soon' card from Walker and Hoskins, of which they immediately throw into the trash.