The second and last part of this one.
SPOILERS IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED INFINITY WAR AND/OR END GAME.
Life after Bucky went under, and having to face Steve and tell him what you've really been up to. Then Thanos happens, and you lose Bucky.
Warnings: Spoilers for Infinity War and End Game, language, death, sadness.
When they brought Bucky back out I was elated. Sure he still had work to do, but I was just happy it seemed to be working. I sat with him each time they worked on taking away the power of the trigger words from his mind. Then it was like a miracle.
They spoke the words, and I watched him fear he would fall victim to them again. But he was free. He cried and clung to me, "I'm better, baby. I'm free." He sobbed. I held his head to my chest and smoothed his messy hair that I adore so much. "I'm so proud of you, James. You are so strong."
I was forever thankful and in debt of the people of Wakanda that helped him. I had my soul mate back.
We got ourselves a hut on a farm here in Wakanda, when T'Challa said we were welcome to stay. It was so peaceful here, and we started living our life together. We started out in separate rooms, just dating and getting to know one another. Then the sleep-overs started.
Six months later he proposed after we spent almost the entire time together, so it didn't feel too soon. Not to mention that we knew for a fact we were made for each other. I happily said 'Hell yeah', and just two weeks later we got married. It was a small ceremony, with the few people we've become close with here in our new home.
Then, T'Challa was coming with some of his warriors, they had a box for Bucky. I held James' hand as we approached the mystery box from our guests. They had a new vibranium arm for him - something was wrong. I held my breath slightly as my grip on James tightened. He glanced at me and leaned in to kiss my forehead to comfort me before asking where the fight was. T'Challa explained Steve and the others were on their way, and it was going to be the fight of a life time, literally. This was a life or death battle.
As we went to get dressed for battle in the gear they provided us with, Bucky wrapped me in his arms from behind; it was a little odd to feel two arms around me. "If this gets bad.... I want you to remember how much I love you. And if I go, don't be sad forever, printcesa. Okay?"
I turned and wrapped my arms up around his neck with a smile, "And you remember that I love you more than anything. If I'm the one who has to go, please be happy eventually. But, if we both make it out of this then we start on that family we have been talking about, okay?" He smirked and kissed me roughly, letting it linger longer than needed. "You have a deal, sweetheart. Let's go kick some alien ass."
I hung back as James approached Steve coming off the jet after T'Challa greeted them. This was the moment he was going to find out everything; where I've been, who I've been with, why I never called, who my soul mate really is. I was beyond anxious.
Steve looked up from hugging his best friend, seeing me and pulling from their embrace. "Alivia?" He asked, stunned. Probably at first wondering who had been able to contact me to bring me into this fight. I smiled awkwardly, "Hey, Rogers. Long time." I waved, and his eyes flashed to my hand.
Shit, my ring. That's one way for him to find out.
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FanfictionMostly one-shots, possibly ones with a couple parts to them. My favorite love interest is Bucky because Sebastian Stan is unGodly attractive and does such an amazing job with him. Therefore, most of these will probably be Bucky stories, sorry not so...