𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒~ 𝐵.𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑠

SEVENTY SEVEN

"Hey Scott... what's up?" I ask after we make our way to the literal middle of nowhere, where Scott had been pacing.

"Ok so wow you're pregnant! Congrats Rosie that's great. And the two of you are back together!" He beams the previous troubled look on his face long gone. "You should've called me Rosalie that's what friends do they keep each other updated on their lives." He says in a sort of scolding tone before he does a complete 180 and his tone raises in excitement. "How far along are you? Ooh do you know the sex of the baby yet?"

"Scott." Hope nudges him before smiling at me sympathetically. "Right, right we called you because we need to tell you something, and I want to give you warning cause this is kinda big but it's not something you can just say over the phone you know."

"Scott what is it?" I ask growing nervous myself at his rambling. "I found Dean." My heart stops as I turn to look at Bucky both of us wanting to know we heard right.

"You found..."

"I found him. He's alive... but he's unconscious...he's been in a coma since the accident."

"W-what? How did you? Where- when?"

"It's a lot I know and I swear I'll catch you up on everything but I think it's best if you just go see him." I nod trying to hold my tears back which was futile because they were already streaming down my cheeks.

"Thank you." I say throwing my arms around Scott who doesn't hesitate to comfort and reassure me. He and hope lead Bucky and I to where they'd been keeping Dean.

He looked exactly like he did the last time I'd seen him only pale and lifeless. I was almost worried that he was actually dead.

"Are you sure he's ok? He looks-"

"He's fine, medically, Hank has been running tests and he's perfectly fine other than the fact he won't wake up." Scott answers making me nod.

I glance over at Bucky who'd been completely silent this whole time, he tears his tear shot eyes away from our son to meet mine, an identical look,  a mix of grief and relief stared back at me. A sliver of comfort presented itself as I continued to stare at him, knowing that I wasn't in this alone that there was someone else who would understand how I felt made it all as easy as a situation like this could be.

The two of us seemed frozen in anticipation waiting for the other to make the first move, I was too afraid to approach my son, the part of me that had been missing all these months. I were afraid that it were too good to be true, that my hopes would be raised only for him to be ripped from so cruelly yet again. I didn't know if I could survive such a heartbreak for a second time, I had barely survived the first.

Eventually I mustered up the courage to take a step forward, there was no use in staying here frozen for the unforeseeable future, not when we had other children depending on us now, we had to do what was best for everyone.

My hand hovers above Dean's pale lifeless one, I take a breath knowing that everything would be different after this, I just wasn't sure in which way.

Finally taking his hand in mine I sigh out, the tears that I had been holding back slowly begin to roll down my face as I sink to my knees by his bed. It was real he was here, he was really here. I had my baby back, I just hoped he'd be back properly soon.