Bloody Love

Drenched In Blood

Over the span of three weeks, Bucky felt pain that he only ever felt in the hands of HYDRA, he tried not to think of what was happening to you.
You laid on the cold hard floor of your cell, your shirt getting ripped up more as the days went on, you looked down, and you swore it looked a little bigger since you came, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but you were soon distracted by the door opening, you looked to see Brock with a blender he pored the goop they called your food into the bag that was hooked onto the wall, his eyes scanned your body sending a shutter threw you.
"This food shouldn't be causing that much weight gain," he noted.
You rolled your eyes "Wow Brock such a gentleman." He smirked and walked out, you laid your head against the wall, "Bucky I miss you." The door opened you looked over to see Pierce "What do you want?" you asked.
"Rumlows concerned," Pierce said.
"Aww how sweet but you and he can go and get fucked." you glared at him.
"You have a choice, I drag you by the hair, or you can follow me down that, and to the medical room," Pierce told you, you stood on uneasy legs and grabbed the food bag, and followed him threw the long hall, "I wouldn't even think about trying anything."
You rolled your eyes, "It's not like I'm strong enough, to do anything." he opened the medical room door, you sat on the hospital bed.
The nurse walked up to you "We're just going to do a little check-up, and then I'll see if I need to do anything else." The nurse did your chek-up, and decided, to do an ultrasound in the end, she was spreading the cold jell over your lower stomach, and put the little wand thing and moved it across, and you heard the very fast hart beat echo threw the room, your breathing picked up, at the realization, you looked at the screen, "You're pregnant, with twins congratulations."
You glaired at her and then turned your attention to, Pierce who had a smile, on his face, "Congratulations, indeed, she doesn't need the feeding tube anymore, clearly, now that we got an answer." the nurse started to carefully remove the tube out of your throat and nose.
Every day felt like a year, and you hated it, and apparently, when you're pregnant with a supersoldiers baby it goes by faster, at the moment you look like you were nineteen weeks of pregnancy witch looked a lot more, with twins growing in there, you leaned your head against the wall, the door opened, "I miss when you toured me surprisingly."
"Well you're carrying a very important package in your stomach and we can't risk it," Pierce smirked. you glared up at him, then you gasp, when you felt one of them kick, "You've only been here for a month, and your already feeling kicks, I have a feeling that both yours and the assets serums are mixing together."
Bucky was making his breakfast even more concerned since he hadn't felt anything in the past four days, but he felt something very small on his stomach, which still confused him, HYDRA wouldn't be going soft, he stood there frozen "Please be alive," he whispered.
Sam had practically barricaded himself in the meeting room where they had all the mission reports spread out everywhere, he was making shure to find you, the door opened and closed with a little click, soft sweet arms wrapped around him, "Come on you need some rest." Monica said.
"I have to find her," he said with determination.
"And you will babe, but you won't be able to find her if you don't have rest," Monica told him.
He shook his head, "She's his granddaughter and Buckys soulmate, I have to do this Mon."
She rolled her eyes, "Men," She sighed, "We haven't checked Siberia, I'll take, Wanda, Yelena, Rhodey, and Barnes."
Sam turned around, "No he is erratic right now."
"He's going, he knows HYDRA better than any of us, he's coming, and if I have to make a long list of rules for him to follow I will, you need rest, go sleep." she turned around to go tell everyone.
They stormed as many braces as they could, that were in Siberia, but in all of them there was no you, in the last one, the one Bucky, Steve, and Tony literally almost killed each other, looked the exact same, Bucky walked in with his rifle up, and ready to kill, if needed, when he walked in all there was were dead bodies and cryo cases and the lovely torture devise in the middle, Bucky wanted to brake and destroy everything in that room, everything that ever hurt him...that hurt you, he fell to his knees, as small tears slipped past his eyes.
You felt like your knees were scraped against the pavement, "That was I think your daddy," you rubbed your stomach, you felt two small kick, and you smiled slightly.
The door opened, you looked up to see Brock, "Hi, sweetness."
"What do you want, you don't have those fries I requested, so why are you here?" you asked.
"To have some fun," he pulled out the same knife that Pierce had used the day that you first arrived.
"Thats cute but in the words of your boss, I quote 'I'm carrying a very important package', so nice try," you smirked.
"Yes, so that is why this knife won't be going anywhere near your stomach, nore close to where it could kill you," he dragged it across, your jaw, you hissed at the sting of the knife digging into the skin of your jaw, you grabbed his hand making it be pulled away from your jaw, you ripped the knife from him.
"A good note to keep I'm still a supersoldier," You stabbed it into his lower abdomen and pulled it out, you opened the door and started to run threw the halls of the hell hole you were in, you stopped into a room that looked like a bank vault there was a machine in the middle of the room you went to leave the room, but you were stopped by a bunch of guards, one tried to grab you, you kneed him in the groin, and you stabbed him in the throat with the knife you pulled it out again, then you felt something be stabbed into the lower part of your neck, the room of guards started to spin, you looked behind you to see Pierce holding a syringe then blackness consumed you.
You woke up in your cell, Pierce sat in front of you, in a crouched position, "What you did yesterday was incredibly stupid, but you did kill two of my best agents."
"Well Brock was playing with his food, and it decided to bight back." you snapped at him.
"He technically wasn't supposed to be in here," Pierce told you.
Bucky woked up in your old room, that both of you used to sleep in, the pillow he was laying on was drenched in blood, he got up and walked into the bathroom to see a deep cut on the bottom of his jaw, he put ointment on to his jaw, and tried to make it look better, he walked into the room, and pulled off the pillowcase, and ran it threw some cold water, and then threw it into the washer.
Pierce left you over an hour ago, you sat there miserable with little kicks in your stomach, "Shh," you rubbed over your stomach soothingly "It's gonna be alright, daddy is going to find us." you walked to the small living superhumans in your stomach.
Bucky was irritated with all of the ticks that HYDRA ways trying to play with him, and you, by doing small things to you, it was mind tricks, all of it was, he had just taken a shower in his bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror, but anger overtook him, he started smashing it to little pieces, it wasn't until he was finished, that he realized he had started punchting it with his right hand, "Fuck...Sorry, Y/n."
"And daddy must be pissed because of something," you said to your stomach.