Wresting from Danger

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I look over at the clock and it's 4 in the morning. I haven't been able to get a second of sleep after what happened. But Bucky on the other hand, is fast asleep right next to me. We didn't do anything, just got caught up in the moment that's all.

How could I have let this happen? I think it's safe to say I am the worst therapist on planet earth. I go telling MY problems to HIM. The therapist talks about to herself to the patient? Doesn't seem right.

Here I am making out with the guy, unprofessional. But then again he lives with me and that wasn't my choice so I guess this isn't all on me. Maybe it is and I just need more self control I don't know.

He's sleeping in MY bed. Oh gosh, what do I say when he wakes up? I hate myself, I hate myself, I hate myself. What do people say in the movies after they just made out with a friend and that friend slept in their bed with them.

Only he's not a friend, he a patient. He's my patient. Sleeping in my bed. Right next to me. Shirtless. Besides, I don't watch enough romance movies to know how to answer that question anyway.

Maybe I'm just dreaming. I have to be because this is not the reality I live in. The reality I'm used to is waking up, running, meetings, alone time, bed. What is this? I didn't ask for this. Maybe I'm happy it happened I don't know. I shouldn't be, I can't be, but maybe a part of me is.

What if Tony finds out? Tony won't find out. Bucky doesn't talk to anyone but me. And Steve. Who else could he be talking to? He's perfectly fine lying to me about talking to Steve, who else could he be talking to? Not Tony, he hates him. I'm okay. This is okay.

I cant let myself sit here and overthink anymore. I get my running clothes on and go outside and take a couple laps. I just gotta cool down.

I go out the back door so I don't set the alarms off; I learned my lesson last time. I should have brought a sweatshirt, it's colder than I thought it would be.

I keep going though with just my earbuds this time playing Live While We're Young by One Direction. Right as I got to the chorus I started getting a call.

"At 5 in the morning?" I say to myself.

I look and it says No Called ID. I know who this is. What would happen if I just didn't answer. That's what I'm going to do. I'm just not gonna answer.

He called once more before I heard a gunshot go into the bushes right by me. I freeze and slowly pick up my phone ready to answer when he calls again.

I hear my phone ring and I press answer faster than I ever have before.

"You know I had this really funny thing planned. When you said "at 5 in the morning?" I was gonna say "yes at 5 in the morning" right as you answered but you didn't answer."

"How's that funny?"

"Watch it. I'm not the one who is standing the middle of the woods with a gun pointed on her."

I don't say anything but I start walking.

"Where are you going?" he asks

"Well I'm not just gonna be a sitting duck. Now why did you need to talk to me so badly?"

"You have until next Monday. We meet at the old avengers tower. We're gonna take a stroll down memory lane. You will bring James too."

It feels like someone just shot me right in the chest, "And what if you don't get him?"

"Oh Morgan," he laughs hysterically, "we're not gonna have to go down this path again are we? I thought you would have learned your lesson. But if you want to go for round 2 I'm sure my buddies will love to take part."

"We'll see."

"Ooooooh you're getting feisty. We'll talk soon, and you better be careful. It's not safe for helpless girls like you to be out in the middle of nowhere at this hour."

I hear the call end and I have the sudden urge to run faster than I've ever ran in my life, but someone is watching. Someone is listening. So I just walk as calmly as I can back to the compound thinking about what's gonna happen with me and Bucky.