In My Head • Bucky Barnes

Chapter 18

Stark towers were surprisingly bigger than I first thought. Bearing in mind I have been kept in a varying amount of cells over the past week, the open floor plan seemed like a gift from God.

I felt unworthy to be in such a beautiful building, too scared to even touch the furniture. I don't think I have ever been in a place as nice as this before. Hydra isn't exactly known for their luxurious living conditions.

"Buck you can sit down you know." Steve teased patting the seat next to him. There was no one else on this floor for 'safety reasons'. In other words they don't trust me enough not to kill someone.

Steve must have mistook my pacing for anxiety as he gently grabbed my hand, pulling me to a stop.

"We will get her back, Bucky."

"Oh I know. I will not rest until she is back here with me, safe." I'm not sure if I was believable or not, but Steve offered me a smile so warm my knees went weak.

We sat in the living room alone just taking in each other's presence when Wade and Peter appeared before us. Both were tear stained and generally miserable, no doubt riddled with guilt about what happened to Belle. I can't deny I blame them for what happened.

"Bucky I am so sorry. This is all my fault I should have taken her somewhere safer than a fucking alley. I understand if you hate me or-"

"Wade I don't hate you. It was a mistake, it's not like you meant to hand her over to hydra."

Wade picked at his thumb unable to look me in the eye. "I tried to find her. I really did."

"Wade stop. It's not your fault."

"He's right it's not." My instincts got the better of me and I whipped around ready to attack at the sudden intrusion. Steve physically pulled me back to stop me from doing something stupid. Although his grip did loosen when we saw Stark standing in the doorway.

"It's yours."

"Fuck off Stark."

"Cap doesn't like that kind of language. You should know that." His smirk made me mad beyond belief.

"Dad-"

"No no I didn't say you could speak. The adults are talking." Peter's face set into a scowl but he stayed silent nonetheless. Stark made his way over to the bar, seemingly ignorant to my glare burning the back of his skull.

"Tony what are you doing." Steve inquired moving so he blocked my path. Whether his intentions were to protect me or Tony were unclear.

"Babysitting it would seem. You can't be trusted anymore Capsicle."

"Seventy two hours Tony. Then you won't have to speak to us again. For Belle's sake please just give it a rest."

I couldn't help but smile at Tony's stunned face. I guess they aren't used to Mr. Perfect snapping at people.

"I just hope she's okay." Peter sighed, leaning against Wade for a slither of comfort. What I would give to have someone like that.

"It's her own fault she got kidnapped." Stark mumbled, taking a sip of his gin.

Before anyone could stop me I was in Stark's face struggling to reign in my anger.

"Say it again. I dare you." I expected Stark to back down but instead he did the complete opposite. He slammed his glass on the table without breaking eye contact.

"If you think I am scared of you-"

"Talk bad about Belle again and I will give you something to be scared of."