Devotion

07| you know it already, don't you?

"Greetings"

His voice was deep and his manner mysterious, he shook Sam's hand and then walked over to the others.

Sam stood there speechless for a few seconds, but joined them.

"Why do we need a magic doctor?" He asked, partly kidding, partly not.

Doctor Strange didn't think that was funny and only gave him a little critical look before going back to his work.

"I can get him in there without it manipulating his mind, but i don't know if he can get them out of there"

Everyone nodded and let him talk, especially because everyone had a lot of respect for him.

"But we need to do it now, because if Wanda figures out what we're planning to do, she can easily trick us."

Sam couldn't believe that the girl who used to fight  at his side suddenly did something like that, but he knew it was never out of malice but out of love, sadness and above all fear. Fear of acceptance.

"Okay let's do it now."

James laid his head on my chest which made me laugh.

"Are you already up?"

I saw my alarm clock next to me and noticed that it was already 9 a.m.

What is early for me is probably quite late for him, because he looked at me confused when he got up and pulled me in.

He kissed me passionately and pulled me closer to him as he playfully grabbed my neck and I Moaned.

He let go of me and looked at me with suddenly much darker eyes.

"Did you just moan?"

My face turned red and he grabbed my hair to look at me.

"Well, I never thought that you were like that doll."

He kissed me again and then my neck, I moaned again.

I noticed a certain speed in his movements, he seemed in a hurry, as if something was following him, or he was afraid I might leave.

I looked at him and he opened his pants  when the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Not now, for gods sake!"

James yelled and went down the stairs, leaving me alone in our bedroom.

I had a strange feeling after James hadn't come back for a long time, so I quickly got into fresh clothes and ran down the stairs.

I saw a man, dark eyes and dark hair, looking at me and he suddenly lit up as if he knew me.

When I averted my gaze from him, I saw James tied to a chair, but I didn't see fear in his eyes, but acceptance.

"What-what is going on in here ?!" I moved slowly towards the two of them and the stranger assured me with one movement that he would not harm us.

"You two, LISTEN."

I suddenly realized exactly where I knew the voice from, he was the man on the radio, in the music shop.

"You are in a fake reality. This is not real. We need to get you out of here."

I just stared at him and started laughing, but even if it all sounded crazy, something told me that the man with the nice eyes wasn't crazy.

"Get out of my house!" I screamed and ran to James to get him out of the chair.

He just looked at me sadly, which I didn't understand.

"Wait Bucky. You know that already, don't you ?! " Said the man, looking directly at James.

Bucky.

Hadn't Wanda called James Bucky before?

I grabbed my head and the confusion grew more and more with every second when Wanda suddenly rushed in.

"You two, upstairs, I'm saving you!"

James nodded and although I tried to stay he dragged me upstairs, where we both had to breathe first.

"James. What is going on here? Who is bucky? Are you bucky? Do you know this man? And Wanda? She called you Bucky too! "

He took hold of my trembling hands and looked deep into my eyes.

"Yes I am Bucky. My name is James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky is my nickname, but I hate people calling me that. " He assured me.

I slowly calmed down and threw my head on his chest when Wanda suddenly came storming up the stairs.

"James, we need to talk for a minute. Alone. "