Chapter 17 - Thanksgivng

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(I wanted to add that I don't normally ship Bucky and Nat, it's just for this story)


(Short Chapter)

Thanksgiving -





Steve and I had been cooking all day together, we were having fun and dancing together. Bucky was still coming, I had been ignoring his calls all week...so this was gonna be awkward.


I make sure everything is set at the table as Sam walks in. "Hey there." I smile and hug him.

"I brought wine." He holds up a bag with two white wines and two red.

"Perfect, we can just set these on the table." I point, looking over his shoulder to see Bucky and Nat.

"Y/N! Thank you for having us." She comes over and hugs me

"Hey guys!" Steve walks over.

"We brought two pies. Apple and Pumkin." Nat smiles.

"I'll get these to the kitchen. Thank you." I smile, turning and rushing to the kitchen. I place the pie on the counter and take out the stuffing and green bean casserole from the oven. "Steve!" I yell.

"Yes, baby." He rushes in. "Can you take the turkey out. I need help carrying this stuff in."

"Of course."

I take the casserole and a pan of rolls, carrying it out and setting it in the middle of the table. I then come back and carry the stuffing, and deviled eggs, also putting it in the middle of the table. I sit down as Steve brings the turkey out. Sam pours us some wine as Steve cuts the turkey.

"Y/N, how is the academy going?" Sam asks, passing me the rolls.

"Great! The kids are working hard. They're gone right now for break." I nod.

"Let me know when the next performance is, I'll definitely go." Sam smiles.


I stay quiet for most of dinner, mostly trying not to look at Bucky. I also had other things on my mind...I needed to talk to Sam.

Once he was finished, I spoke up. "Sam...would you mind helping me with something out back? I need your opinion on something for the house."

"Yeah...sure." He nods, following me down the hall. I lead him outside and sit down on the patio. "What is it?"

"I actually need to talk to you..."

"Sure, what's up?" He smiles.

"I feel like I trust you...your a good guy. I'm gonna tell you something...and you must promise not to tell Steve or turn me in."

"I promise?" He frowns in confusion.

"My parents were killed by Alexander Pierce when I was three...I was abused growing up and tortured and brainwashed to become a killer for the Gang Hydra. I never wanted that...I have information to shut them down. I never wanted to be like this."

"Well...I have a Buddy in the FBI. You need me to give him the information?" He asks.

"Yes....I know what you must be thinking....but I had no choice. I'm still afraid they are gonna kill me or Steve."

"Hey..it's okay. I used to counsel others and this was a topic that came up sometimes." He nods. "You can trust me."

"Thanks Sam." I smile and hug him.

"Anytime." He stands and walks me back inside.

"Tell the others I'm gonna heat up the pies." I smile, getting a cookie sheet out.

As I put them in the oven, I notice someone behind me. "Hey...can we talk?" Bucky asks.

"I guess." I shrug, leaning against the counter.

"I'm sorry I took your art without asking...I just thought you deserved something good for once."

"It's fine....I'm sorry too. I'm tired of being away from you." I smile and pull him in.

"I've felt miserable without you." He hugs me tight.

"Just don't do that again, okay?"


"I promise." He smiles.

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