Break Down My Walls ( Loki - FanFiction)

Chapter 27: Bucky Barnes

I wasn't sure how long I was out until I woke again and instead of my blood being sucked out of me there was a small bag that was slinking into my stream on my arm. I'm even surprised their needle pierced my skin, though I am rather weak anyway it probably wasn't an overly difficult task. I looked around to see Bucky quietly watching me and I practically jumped out of my skin.

He lets out some sort of gruff cough, and then I realized this was his way of laughing. Bucky laughed at me. This to me was progress. I smiled and he knew I was by the way it met my eyes and he looked away again at the clock on the wall.

"Your name.. It's Carmella. I saw it on your paperwork." He mumbles quietly and I nod. I then look pointedly at my arm and the bag of blood that was hanging onto a little IV cart.

"It's mine, we are a blood match or something like that. They gave me too much of yours, you were going to die from the blood loss, they were going to let you die.. But I offered. Don't think this makes you and I.. friends." He says this rather harshly and as he meets my eyes again I just smile which makes him grumble in annoyance and drop his heavy glaze.

I take the time to look around the room and sigh deeply. I wasn't sure what exactly the future held for me but I knew being kidnapped by Hydra was no easy fate. I also knew that if Bucky didn't have a recollection of his past how did they make him forget? This made my body shiver visibly and bucky glances again at me.

"Cold?" he asks and I just nod. I felt like a vicious dog with this thing on my mouth. But there was nothing I could do about the situation.

In the state I'm in, using magic might make me pass out. I didn't even take the time to look Bucky over. He was sweating, I could see it glistening on his forehead and his hair was skinning to his neck and shoulders. I was positive that his temperature was spiking, he had a fever. He had dark bags under his calculating eyes and a deep frown per usual. His body was having a hard time accepting my blood. I knew if I didn't heal him or at least get rid of the temp, he was going to be suffering until my blood reaches all of his major blood streams and circulates my blood to his heart. This could take days, maybe even a week or two. He needed my help now.

When I needed a blood transfusion with Loki, it was different, he was a god. And he was trying to reach my mind palace. Ever since then Loki and I had been bonded mentally to one another. I'm not sure now what will happen to Bucky, there is a possibility he could get a fraction of my powers, or even be able to reach me mentally somehow, there was a lot of possibility unspoken on earth but on Asgard this was old science, figured out centuries ago. I wish I chose that elective in school now. Damn me and my select choir.

If no one was going to do anything he was going to die. I refuse to let that happen. I begin wildly struggling and making a shit ton of noise. This made Bucky look at me wide eyes, as mere seconds ago I was calm and in thought. People in lab coats and Rumlow comes in with a gun pointed to me, he roughly removes my mouth guard.

"What has got you all upset, elf-girl?"

"Elf girl? Are you kidding, you couldn't come up with anything better than elf-girl? I'm disappointed, Rumlow." I look him dead in the eyes and he rolls his own. Wordlessly Bucky watches our exchange, with his overly heavy gaze.

"So who's bright idea was it to put my blood into Bucky?" I ask them and everyone is silent. Agent Rumlow looked livid that I had called him Bucky. His eyes were squinting at me to see what kind of game I was playing. I like games, but Bucky's life was at risk.

"His name is the winter soldier, do not confuse him."

"Whatever, anyway if you didn't know, you are pretty much killing him if you don't let me help him." I shrug innocently and everyone in the room eyes one another probably wondering if I was a credible source of information. They didn't think so.