Warning: There will be cussing but I believe there is none in this part.
Words: 3000+
Text of story: Long.
You sat at the edge of the bed looking at everyone who was infront if you. They introduced themselves with such sad tones. You didn't understand why, but you understood them.
The problem was, you didn't know them.
They talked among themselves. Each one more livid than the other. One stood out to you, he was quiet, brown long hair, blue icy eyes, and a metal arm with a red star on it. He understood you and answered some questions but kept quiet the whole time.
"Buck, come on. The doctor said it's temporary-" Steve said but he was cut off by Bucky, " And when she gets her memory back she'll only remember every year except this one."
Steve sighed and sat down next to him as they ahd their private conversation.
"She'll forget everything. That's what scares me." Bucky admitted running his hands down his face.
"It scares me too. But, she'll remember. Maybe even more than we think."
"How do you know that? What if it never comes back? That was the most important moment in both our lives and it's gone just like that." Bucky huffed.
Why did you have to go on that mission?
"Y/n," Tony calld and you looked up, "Do you remember her?"
He pulled up a picture of a little girl with brown hair, brown eyes, and a cute little button nose on his watch. You creased your eyebrows, she looked familiar but you couldn't put a name on her.
"Гм, нет. Она важна?" (Uhm, no. Is she important?) You asked.
"Bucky." Tony called for clarification.
"Вы спасли ее." (You saved her.) Bucky responded to your question.
"Я сделал? Она в порядке?" (I did? Is she okay?) You asked hesitantly.
"Она в порядке. Обещаю." (She's fine. I promise.) He reassured with a sad smile.
You nodded and looked back at the picture Tony had. You studied it. Hard.
Why couldn't you remember?
She looked so familiar. Everyone did. You fixed your sleeves on your white hoodie that said "The fresh prince of Bel-Air" on it and looked at the blue jeans you had on. You remember everything if when you woke up. Why couldn't you remember things before then?
"Okay, we need a plan." Tony stated.
"Tony. A plan for what? It's going to take time-" Nat was cut off, "TIME I DON'T HAVE!"
Tony took a deep breath and pinched the bridge if his nose.
"I'm sorry. I yelled. It's just...I need her back. We all need her back, it'll take 2 weeks before stuff comes back and still, she'll forget this year." Tony said sadly.
"Две недели? На что уйдет две недели?" (Two weeks? What takes two weeks?) You asked overhearing their conversation.
Tony snapped his head twords you and then twords Bucky. He raised his eyebrows waiting for a response from Bucky but it never came.
"Hey! Manchurian Candidate! What did she say?" Tony snapped.
Buckys eyes shifted twords Tony then back at the floor. Tony scoffed and took a step closer.
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James Buchanan Barnes Imagines
FanfictionJust you swooning over our favorite hero and crush. James Buchanan Barnes. There's cussing and fluff and all that Sebastain Stan will be in this along with a few characters he's played. But mostly Bucky ;) {Completed. Updates have ended.}