The Missing Stark

Part 20, The Father Of The Baby~

Room 135-

1 week later

Bucky's POV

I haven't left her side ever since she was brought in, I couldn't bring myself to leave her. So I only leave for the toilet and an occasional shower, even then I'm never gone for longer than half an hour. Seeing her in this hospital bed is breaking me, but being away from her breaks me more. If she doesn't wake up, I don't know what I'd do. It's only been a week and I'm already losing my mind and all the doctor tells us is that she's stable, I hope that means that she has a fighting chance of waking up.

It's heartbreaking seeing the woman I love lay in a hospital bed, lifeless, but what's even worse is the reaction of everybody else. Everyone is affected by this, even Sam, who's never met her before. Tony's reacting the worst, other than maybe me. Tony hasn't left her side either, he will only leave for the same reasons I do and he is also always back within half an hour.

He doesn't sleep much, either. I can tell just by looking at the bags under his eyes that he's exhausted. But I think he feels like if he takes his eyes off of her she's gonna leave him, I'm scared of that, too. Sleeping has also become hard for me. It was hard before, but now that the love of my life is lying in a hospital bed and could possibly never wake up, it's much worse. I struggle to get to sleep and even when I do I never sleep for more than an hour or two. I keep seeing her fall when I close my eyes, I hear the gunshot and smell the burning from the explosion.

If it weren't for Peter, she would have died, so for that I owe him my life. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to cope without her with me, she's the only person who can calm me down and she doesn't even need to try, her presence alone calms me down. She's the only one who can get through to me, she knows me and everything about me and she still loves me anyway. Wherever she is is where I will be, no matter what drastic things I may have to do to get there.

Tony's POV

One week. It's been one week of her lying in this hospital bed and I don't think I've ever wanted to see her hazel eyes more, the eyes that resemble mine. People always say she's looks like me but whenever I see her, I see her mother. I see Morgan in Olivia, maybe that's because of how kind she is and how she acts. I wish Morgan were here, none of this would have happened if she was. I'm sorry, Morgan, I couldn't protect our baby like I promised, and now because of me she's lying on her deathbed and there is nothing I can do to help her.

My little girl who's brought so much light, not only to my life but to others as well, could remain asleep until the day I die. I may never get to see her again, or get to hug her, I may never get to see her happy again. She was finally happy with us, with Barnes. She didn't deserve this.

But this has made me realise just how much Barnes loves my daughter. He, like me, hasn't left her side for very long, only leaving when he absolutely has to. He, like me, doesn't sleep much. He, like me, has clearly lost a little bit of weight due to not eating properly. And he, like me, is mourning someone who isn't even dead yet.

If she were awake she would probably kick our asses for sitting here moping rather than living but we can't help it. To me, she's my world and I think when I say that, I can speak for both me and Barnes. I've never seen Barnes as happy or talkative, every since he saw Olivia he's acted different, and ever since they've started dating he's been even more different, but a good different. I know that if she passes he's gonna go straight back to how he used to act and that's not good for anybody.

I don't think I'll survive if I lose her for good, it was different when she was kidnapped. I wasn't looking at her almost lifeless body day in and day out, I was busying myself with the task of finding her but this time I can't do anything. Because this is out of my hands.