I love you 3000 (Tony Stark Fanfic)

Chapter 42: return

Genevieve's POV:
I wake up from the dream in another sweat. I wiggle myself out of Tony's grip and head into our bathroom. I take a few deep breathes and wash my face. After drying my face with a towel, I stand against the bathroom door frame and look at Tony. He's such a big part of my whole world and I'm so lucky to have him.

I leave our room and quietly close the door so I don't wake him up. I walk into Wandas room and see she's kicked the blanket off of her and is hanging off her bed. I smile to myself and move her to the middle of it and cover her up. She grunts and opens her eyes before falling back asleep immediately.

After leaving her room I walk downstairs, I can't stop thinking about the dream. Could it be true? That he's only stuck in the family business so that I could be free? Maybe I should check? No, I saw him once and that didn't exactly go well. I can't see him again and hide it from Tony like last time but I can't tell Tony either.

I get myself some coffee and sit down at the table. As I sip on it, the dream refuses to leave my mind. Why would I start having these now? I have way too much going on now, why start obsessing over the past. Maybe Bucky found a way into my brain and he's manipulating me? No, super soldiers can't do that.

After a few moments I give up and decide to just give it a try. I leave my coffee on the table and teleport to the same field as yesterday. Just as last time, Bucky is laying in the middle. We make eyes contact but he doesn't react the same. He looks at me and just slowly looks away without moving from his place in the field.

I take this as an opportunity to walk closer. My steps are slow at first, I have to keep my guard up. I fully expect for him to stop me from getting too close but he never does. My steps take me all the way over to him. He continues to look at the sky without even a glance towards me.

This may be a risky step but I don't feel as though I'm in any sort of danger currently. I lay myself in the field of daises beside him without saying a word. We lay there for a few minutes before he speaks up, "Why are you just now coming here?" I turn my head to him and see he's already looking at me.

"I just now remembered it. I've been having dreams of this place with you and I have no idea why" I explain. He nods his head slowly and we both look back up to the sky. I fight with myself over my next words, I have no idea how he could react to the things I say. I don't even know him anymore.

I finally decided to take the chance, "Is it true?" "Is what true?" he asks. "That you're only stuck with mom and dad because of how badly I wanted to be free? That you made me forget you so that I could have the life I wanted?" I question. My voice becomes more quiet as a lump grows in my throat. I may not remember it, but just the thought of it all breaks my heart.

He doesn't answer me for a moment, just watched the clouds silently. "Yes, it is" he quietly replies. I sit up and rest my knees on the ground behind me, "But why? You could've freed yourself. You don't need to be here Buck." He copies my movements and looks at me with a soft look, "You were young, I was already 21. My life had already been built into the family business. There was no going back for me. I just wanted to see my little sister get what I couldn't."

The emotions that those words made me feel is almost as though I never lost the connection I had with him. He seems so mean and scary on the outside but I can tell that's nothing like who he truly is. Bucky doesn't deserve to be stuck in the position he's been forced into his whole life. "I didn't deserve freedom anymore than you did. I can still help you Bucky, the avengers can help you. Let me pay you back for what you did" I say excitedly and grab his hand.

A soft but sad smile falls onto his face as he holds my hand, "It's too late for me. I got your memories erased for this exact reason Genevieve, you're too kind. You should get out of here and never come back." I fight back tears as he lets go of my hand.

"How often do you come here?" I ask with a shaky voice. He looks at me with a confused expression, "Well- uh.. every single day. We came here regularly with each other. Coming here was the only way I felt as though you were still with me." I can tell his emotions are running around as bad as mine are.

I take his hand again, "But wouldn't you rather have me around every day? You don't have to imagine I'm with you anymore, I could really be with you Bucky." He shakes his head slowly, "Just get out of here Genevieve, I know what I'm talking about."

I ignore his mood and stand up, "Alright, I will. See ya tomorrow." I teleport without giving him a chance to protest me coming back. It's easy to see that he doesn't want to do the things he does. He saved me and now it's my turn to save him.

I land outside the compound and walk inside. I head into the kitchen and everyone is eating breakfast. "Where have you been?" Nat asks. "Ever since I went on that run I've really enjoyed running and walking through the city" I lie. She nods her head but everyone has a look of suspicion.

"Your coffee is extremely cold, how long was this walk?" Tony questions. I start to internally panic, he can't know where I've been going these mornings. "I made that awhile before I left but I'm not sure how long ago" I lie again and teleport myself back upstairs to my room.

I let out a long sigh and sit on my bed with my head in my palms. I hate lying to them like this but they wouldn't understand. They see Bucky as a killing machine, not as a sweet brother who gave up his life for me.