Marvel imagines pt.4

The legacy pt. 14 🌿 TFATWS (spoilers)

Song: Henry Jackman - a pure heart.

Your leg impatiently moves up and down. The nerves have taken over your entire body.

You watch Bucky and Sam play around with the shield for a little bit before your thoughts drift you away. You some out. Your leg stops moving, your whole body going numb.

You took the test yesterday, nobody knows that it came back negative, Bucky and Sam don't even know you took the test. Sarah found out moments after you took it though.

She walked in on you still holding the damn at in between your fingers. Your eyes trained on the line indicating that there is in fact no baby, and that the connection you felt has been fake this entire time.

The shock was the leader of the emotions on this one. There were no tears, there wasn't a smile, just, a neutral expression on your face.

She tried talking to you, she's just like her brother, always helping where they can. You let the news sink in slowly, but the more it did, the more you realised that they had been right at the facility they tortured you in. You really hoped it wasn't true. That they had lied to you.

They told you that they made it physically impossible for you, you didn't doubt it but when you felt that little spark, hope spiked in your chest, all for nothing in the end.

'Where are your thoughts at?' Sarah asks before sitting down in the chair next to you.

'The very dark place in my mind...' you mutter, you look down at your fingers. You start fiddling with them, that's something you always do when the nerves or the anxiety get too intense, you have to fiddle with something.

'It's ironic...' you speak up catching her attention, you look up to face her and she frowns at you. 'What is?'

'Not two nights ago, I was disappointed that I wasn't pregnant, that the connection I had felt wasn't real, but now maybe I am... I don't know a little relieved? I'm still disappointed but also, glad?...'

'Tell me...'

You look down at your fingers again, avoiding the eye contact that is sure to make you break down right in front of everyone.

'Because the timing would be shit... that's for one... then there's the possibility that he or she would've come out a super soldier or a witch...maybe both?'

'Is something wrong with that then?'

'People are afraid of me... of what I can do hell, I've been tortured for it for.. all my life basically... they would do anything to prevent more of people like us... and I guess it worked...'

'What do you mean?'

'I don't even know why I'm telling you all of this, I'm dropping everything on you.. I'm sorry-'

'Stop... stop that... you've been shutting people out and this a natural response of your body to want to let it out..'

'In the facility.. they told me they.. operated me... to make sure I couldn't get pregnant and I believed them until..'
Sarah takes your hand in hers and gives it a soft squeeze.

'A couple days ago I felt it again, some sort of spark, a connection...I really thought...' You sigh.

So many mixed emotions. So many emotions you cannot handle.

'Hey... one day you will be a wonderful mom... and the people that hurt you will see your happiness and get jealous... because while they're stuck trying to break you down... you will show them that you crawl back up.. every time...'