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The trip was quiet. No noise on the ship bare your occasional panic as you left earth, as you left your home with no intention of returning. With shaky hands you pressed record.

"Hey stevie." You muttered through the tears. "I dont know when you'll get this. But- I'm really sorry I've had to leave you after I promised I never would. I love you with every inch of my being, and Peggy too and that's why I can't come home again. Peggy was right, I'm a danger to you all, and I cant even begin to live with myself knowing what I could do. I'm going to help you thr best I can to defeat my mom but I can't stay too long. My lifes been one long fight Steve, and now its finally time for it to come to an end. I'm not afraid not really, death can't be any worse than life. I'll miss you, I wish I could kiss you once more. Wish we could have that nap we talked about. I wish I could see dad again, he's gonna beat himself up but you can't let him Stevie or for yourself. This is my decision, and its the best one. You always spoke of sacrifice well this is mine. I love you."

You paused. "Peggy sweetheart, maybe when your older you'll understand, when daddy tells you about what happened to me, you'll know I would have never consciously hurt you. Your our world and I will always love you. Your dad will take care of you grandad too. But mommy has to go now, to keep you safe. I'm sorry I can't watch you grow but I know you'll make me proud. You'll do great things darling."

You were sobbing loudly now. "Dad... I wish you were here. You always made me feel safe." You felt your body shaking. "I want you to hold me and tell me its going to be okay. I want you to make it better like when I was younger. But im not a little girl anymore. Dad you always believed in me but- I feel that was misplaced. I have to do this, I have to remove myself from this before I do more damage. I wish I could say my last thoughts would he of my husband or daughter, but selfishly it will most likely be of you. Because then at least for the last few seconds i can feel safe and loved in ways my life ached for. Thank you for everything. Ill- ill miss you. I love you. And God am I sorry."

The recording sent. You fell backwards letting the panic consume you.

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Steve hadnt heard from you in days. The avengers were looking for stones, he preparing for the battle of Wakanda. Bucky was arriving today. Steve wasn't sure he was ready to see him, especially after he received your message this morning. He couldn't pull himself together. Couldnt look at Peggy annoyed she had pushed you to leave even if he knew it wasnt really her fault. He wished he could stop you, but part of him thought it would be cruel too. He couldn't fully believe you wouldn't snap. He had people he couldnt risk.

He'd forwarded the message to Tony, unsure if he would get it being in space. Although Steve assumed that's where you were. A soft knock on the door sounded bucky. Steve continued to replay your message, seeing the clear panic in your eyes as much as you said you weren't afraid. He just wanted to keep hearing your voice, not being able to comprehend this was most likely the last time. He wanted to die with you. He didnt want to do it alone.

Bucky had a sour taste in his mouth. He'd known deep down this would happen, and once again he'd neglected his daughter to see to his ex wife. He should have been here. Worse still but fully deserved you had sobbed to Tony and not even given him a second thought. But what could he complain, Tony was a great dad. He had done nothing to deserve that title.

"Steve?" Bucky said slowly moving forward to his friend. He looked a mess, bags under his eyes, tears running down the normally ever calm face.

"What did her mother do? Why did she do this?" Steve asked quietly.

"Marie, she- she thinks that this will push y/n to unlock her full potential. She wants to wipe out half the planet first, and then let y/n destroy the rest so its just her, y/n and - and Peggy." Steve snapped his gaze up to Buckys face.

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