Find Me / Save Me (Bucky x Reader)

Thirty-Seven

A/N: Sorry for the long chapter! I hope you enjoy it!!!

Tony's POV

I placed a sobbing (Y/N) on the couch, trying to sooth her. She eventually calmed down, her sobs ending. She just sat there blankly staring out into space. I couldn't take it anymore so I her with Romanoff and Barton, and quickly made my way straight for the door. My mind set on gutting the stupid terminator.

As soon as I push open the door, I'm met with Mr. Stars and Stripes walking up the steps. "Where is he?! I'm going to kill him!"

"He's gone. He'll be back Tony. He just needs time." Steve replied, his voice way too calm for my liking.

"Oh, he needs time... of course! Yes. How inconsiderate of me to not realize that the terminator needed some space!! Does he even care about her? Do you???" My anger was getting the best of me, but I just couldn't help myself. Seeing (Y/N) suffer was not something I enjoyed.

I could see I struck a chord, when the Caps face contorted in anger. Something I rarely ever saw. "Watch what you say Tony."

"Or what Cap? Or what?"

-.-.-.-

I just sat there, letting everything replay through my mind. I could tell Tony was upset, fuming even. He left me in my daze with Nat and Clint watching over me, as if I was about to fall apart again. Then I heard the screaming, and it broke me from my daze.

"Where is he?! I'm going to kill him!"

"He's gone. He'll be back Tony. He just needs time." He just needs time... So does that mean he'll come back?

"Oh, he needs time... of course! Yes. How inconsiderate of me to not realize that the terminator needed some space!! Does he even care about her? Do you???" I've never heard Tony scream that way. I got up from the couch and started making my way to the door.

"Watch what you say Tony." Steve didn't even sound like Steve. This was too much.

"Or what Cap? Or what?" My personal problems did not need to break our team apart. I had to put a stop to this, this is what he wanted. I opened the door, but they hadn't even noticed my presence, the tension between them looked like it could break out in war right there and then. I had to break this apart before it escalated further.

"You know Ultron is trying to tear us apart, right? And we're playing right into his arms..." They immediately break from their tense stare down to finally realize I'm standing there.

"(Y/N)..." Steve said softly, while Tony's expression looked like a child's being reprimanded by his parents.

"This is exactly what he wants. So, stop it. My personal problems are not the team's problem. Not right now. Ultron is the main objective."

"Are you okay?" Steve asks softly.

"Stevie, that's a really stupid question right now. No. I am not okay. But I don't want this – " I motioned towards myself, then turned my hand in the air as if forming a circle "to affect this. Our team. Our family."

Both men looked at me and sighed, as if no further argument can be made. Then I hear a chuckle from Tony's lips. "Stevie??"

Steve rolled his eyes to the back of his head. "Oh no."

"Oh, I am so using that against you later..."

I shook my head at them both, "ah boys. What am I going to do with you?" I let a small smile appear on my lips, trying to comfort them. Deep down I was still broken and torn, but that would have to wait.