Kimberly Odinson always knew there was something different about her as she was growing up in Tennessee. But what she didn't know was how her life would change when she went on a trip with her father to his birth place in Norway. A whole new world...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Bucky came around not long after the bombing hit the news and we spent the rest of the day listening to the reports that came through. I added on what else I knew about what was going on, which was mostly what I had learnt while studying and what Pa had told me. Eventually the news led to another argument between Steve and Bucky about Steve wanting to enlist again.
"You don't understand what it's like Bucky. Constantly sitting on the sidelines, never being able to help. I want to be out there with every other solider. I want to fight for what is right."
"You can do plenty from here Steve, you just don't see it. You could work in the ammunition factories; help sell war bonds. You don't have to be fighting on the frontline. You wouldn't survive a day out there Steve."
I could tell that the last comment hit Steve hard, he knew what his limits were but he didn't need Bucky pointing them out the way he did. I listened to them bicker for another few minutes before I finally snapped.
"Back off Bucky, he's right, you don't know what it's like. Do you know how helpless I felt waiting for today to happen, not being able to do anything to help. It the worst feeling in the world. I don't want Steve killed over there, but I can say the same thing about you. No one wants to die Bucky, but its war. I can tell you my Pa didn't want to die in the war but it didn't stop him from enlisting in the Air Force and I can tell you this he wouldn't have changed that choice for anything. He told me that himself and trust me he didn't have the best of times fighting in the war. He was a pilot of a B-17 bomber which was shot down over enemy territory. His co-pilot as well as tail gunner and navigator were killed in the crash. He and the rest of his crew were taken prisoner and we in a POW camp for three months before they were rescued. Do you think that stopped him, no it didn't. He went back to fight another day because he wanted to make sure his friends didn't die in vain. Especially his co-pilot who baby had been born while were fighting, the baby he never had the chance to see. In times like this you don't do what is safe, you do what is right."
By the time I had finished my rant, I had tears streaming down my face. Steve was looking at me with pride, while Bucky looked completely shocked. Before either of them could say anything, I got up and went into my room, slamming the door behind me. I picked up my phone that was on my side table, even though the battery had died a long time ago. More than anything I wanted to be able to turn it on and look at a photo of my Pa. He never could tell me completely what had happened as his time as a POW, but I knew it was bad. I didn't want that to happen to Steve or Bucky but it was Steve's choice if he wanted to join the army.
The thought of Steve getting killed terrified me, more than I wanted to admit. But I respected Steve enough to let him make his own choices. Bucky needed to accept it to0. I knew that he cared for Steve like a brother but the way he was going about it wasn't right. The more he tried to push Steve against enlisting, the more Steve wanted to enlist.
Eventually I heard the front door slam, letting me know that Bucky had left. Steve quietly opened my bedroom door checking to see if I was awake. When he saw that I was awake, even though I was curled up on the bed, he walked over and sat down next to me. The bed hardly moved under his weight.
