A nasty, wet cough is what Bucky woke up to that morning. Not only that, but his back and shoulders ached, and he had a horrible headache. Bucky groans and buries his face into his pillow. Even though he was drenched in sweat, Bucky couldn't stop shivering.

"Sam!" he tried to shout, but his voice was too hoarse.

"There's no way Sam could've heard that." Bucky said to himself.

He pulls himself out of bed and walks out of his room swaying slightly.

"Woah, you look like crap." said Peter.

"Where's...Sam?" Bucky asked.

"He's in the kitchen. Want me to go get him for you?" Peter replied.

Before he could respond, Bucky collapses on the floor. Shocked, Peter frantically calls out for help. Sam hears Peter call out for help and hurries into the living room. As he enters he sees Peter kneeling beside an unconscious Bucky.

"Bucky!?" gasped Sam rushing over to his boyfriend.

"What happened?" Sam asked Peter.

"I-I don't know. I told him he looked awful, then he asked where you were. I told him, and asked if he wanted me to go get you. Next thing I knew, he collapses." Peter explained.

Bucky groans as he wakes.

"Bucky? Bucky, are you okay?" Sam asked worried.

"S-Sam..." Bucky moaned miserably.

"I'm here, Buck, I got you." Sam said.

The super soldier then breaks into a seemingly endless coughing fit. Sam places his hand to the side of Bucky's face and winces at the feeling of his burning, hot skin.

"Sh*t, Bucky, your fever's through the roof. Pete, help me get him to his room." said Sam.

"Yes, sir." replied Peter helping Sam pick Bucky up off the floor.

They half drag, half carry Bucky to his room and lay him on his bed. Peter leaves after Sam thanks him.

"How are you feeling?" Sam asked Bucky sitting next to him.

"Like sh*t." whined Bucky.

"Well, stay in bed, and I'll be back with some stuff." Sam said kissing Bucky's forehead.

Later, he returns with things needed to take care of his sick boyfriend.

"First, let's take your temperature." Sam said holding a thermometer.

Bucky had a fever of 102.7 degrees.

"D*mn that's really high." commented Sam.

He puts a cold-pack on Bucky's head and gives him medicine. Sam lays on the bed beside Bucky and wraps his arms around him.

"Stop. What are you doing? You're gonna get sick." said Bucky.

"Hush up and go to sleep." replied Sam.

After a few minutes, the cold medicine kicks in and Bucky is fast asleep. Bucky's sickness lasted an entire week, and Sam never left his side, not even for a second. As a result, Sam caught whatever Bucky had; so, now it was Bucky's turn to take care of Sam.