"We meet again Sergeant Barnes" (Bucky x Fem Oc)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: "I'm doctor Parson"

𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

"Miss Montgomery, you have to get up. I'm afraid you can't stay in bed forever no matter how much you want to." It's been at least 20 minutes and Jarvis hasn't stopped nagging me to get out of bed. At this point he is just done with my shit.

"No Jarvis I'm sleeping!" I groan into my pillow, trying to drown out the AI's voice as best as I can.

"...Clint is making pancakes for the team" I perk my head up from my pillow at the sound of food.

"I'll be right down there then" I get up from my soft bed and stretch my arms. I have a quick shower and put on a black sweater, some baggy jeans as well as some white sneakers. I brush my hair and walk down to the kitchen/dining area and see the team sitting at the table eating the lovely food Clint has made. The smell of pancakes and maple syrup wafted through air and it made my stomach growl.

"Good morning Alex" Wanda says sweetly to me as she and Nat stuff their faces with pancakes and strawberries.

"Morning" I walk into the kitchen and make myself some coffee before sitting down with the rest of the team. Clint passes me a plate stacked with some pancakes and sets it down in front of me. "Thank you."

I look down the table and see Bucky and Sam talking and laughing. I couldn't help but stare, wait what. Me? Staring at Bucky? What the hell-

"Alex today you have your first therapy session, Jarvis has sent the address to your phone" Steve says from the other end of the table tearing my gaze away from the two. At that moment, my phone buzzes in the pocket of my pants.

"Seriously? I don't want to go to some dumb therapy session!" I groan, dropping my fork back onto the table. "Who the hell pays someone to listen to them talk about their feelings? Sounds a bit needy to me" I say bitterly.

'Alex, you have to go no matter what. Remember the bet?" Bucky chimes in after swallowing a bite of his food.

"Fuck off Barnes".

"Oh come one Alex it will be good for you! It's just to help you with your..." Tony hesitates before finishing his sentence. I could now see everyone watching him and I as he hesitates more, and I glare at him.

"My what Stark?" I lean back into my chair and watch the fumbling man.

"Your... anger issues" how dare he! Me, Anger issues? HA! Ridiculous!

"I don't have anger issues! I am the calmest person I know" No one at the table believed the last bit I said and honestly neither did I. I finish off my pancakes and leave the dining room quickly avoiding everyone's stares. I walk around the tower for a while before I find myself at the balcony. I sit down and let my feet dangle over the edge. I fidget with my feet and look across the busy city. I fiddle with my clothes until I feel something in my jean pocket. I take the objects out to reveal a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. "Haven't seen these for a long time..."

One of my many flaws is sadly smoking. I 'quit' decades ago but they always manage to come back to me. I admit it's a filthy habit and I should try to quit for good, buuuut even if I do get cancer, I'll just heal anyway. So fuck it. I open the box to see a couple cigarettes left. I pull one out and light it. I put my mouth on it and let myself breath in the smoke filling my lungs to the brim. I breathe out slowly letting it escape me. As time passes, I feel myself calm down a bit. I can't help but feel nervous about this whole therapy thing, I tried it in the past when I first got stabbed in the alley and it did nothing. The advice was shit, 'deep breaths,' 'calm yourself,' 'blah blah blah'.

"Miss Montgomery, are you smoking?" Jarvis's voice comes out of no where almost making me fall off the edge if the balcony.

"Maybe..." I inhale another puff of smoke.

"You are aware I have to tell the team about this, they may not be happy" Jarvis says.

"Go ahead and tell them I don't care whether they know or not, it's not their choice what I do to my body" I put out my cigarette and walked off the balcony. "I'll talk to you later Jarvis, I got to go to my therapy appointment."

*Time skips to the therapist's office*

"Nice to meet you Alex, take a seat" A woman with short blonde hair says to me gesturing to the long couch which sat along the wall. I sit down and let myself sink in. "I'm doctor Parson, Mr Stark hired me to help you through your problems. He mentioned your anger issues and prone to violence... care to say anything about that?" 2 minutes in and I already feel like I'm being bombarded with questions.

"Not really no" I state simply, crossing my arms over my chest and narrowing my eyes at the woman.

"You have to open up sometime Alex. Also, is that smoke I smell on you? You know smoking is very unhealthy-"

"Doc no offense but if you really know anything about me, your client, then you'll know I'm immortal so things like smoking don't concern me" I hate this. I hate this so, so much.

"Right... Well anyway. Alex how are you settling in at the tower?"

"It's alright" I say in a monotone voice while avoiding her gaze. I could see her getting a little frustrated with me, jeez aren't therapist meant to be patient.

"What about James Barnes? Stark said you have some problems with him."

"Oh yeah me and Barnes have a lot of problems we try and kill each other on the daily" I don't change my tone or expression. I am not going to let this woman get in my mind.

"Why?"

"Well it all started when I tried to kill his best friend in 1945 so that may be why. But honestly I think we have both forgot about that and now solely hate each other for the others personality" Parson Pierces her lips and writes something in her notebook quickly.

"Right, well there are ways you can deal with James without trying to kill him. Maybe perhaps trying to ignore him, make peace with him, try and act professional about it."

"Nah I'll stick to pissing him off it's more fun that way" I am definitely going to get the team back for this. This has to be the worst thing to ever happen to me, and I have been decapitated.

"Alex the relationship between you two is very toxic and extremely violent" Parson says after writing a few more things in her notebook.

"Well spotted" I say sarcastically.

"Can you at least try to talk to me Alex? It can really benefit you if you just-"

"Save it Doc. I don't want your help, nor do I need it so can we please just stop?"

"Alexandria if you just try to let me help you then not only will you feel better about yourself, but we can get our sessions over and done with." I let out a deep sigh.

"Fine"

"Good, now about your anger. Imagine someone has insulted you, what's your first response?" I think for a moment before answering.

"Stab them, insult them back, maybe a bit of both" Okay not the best thing I could have said but I'm not going to tell this woman what she wants to hear. I'm going to prove to her the no matter how hard she tried she can't help the mess that it mwah.

"Okay now that's not what we want to do. Try again" Parson says.

"Threaten them?"

"Alex no- okay let's try this. Next time someone insults you or irritates you, follow these three rules. One: ignore them, two: don't retaliate, and three: walk away" I deadpan at her, was she serious?

"That sounds dumb" I say.

"Can you at least try? Just try it once and see how it goes" Parson says with a pleading look.

"Fine Doc I'll try your three rules. Oh! Look at the time! Our sessions up bye Doc!" I stand up from the couch and walk out of the room. I could feel my blood boiling, not from anger just, just, frustration. I make my way back home and make my way to the same balcony I sat on earlier. Without looking up I lit another cigarette and walked out to the ledge.

"Alex?"