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You're Not My Dad - Part 2

Trigger Warning: Contains some mentions of sexual assault.

Bucky's POV:

I sat on the couch in Y/n's room reading my book until I heard her become restless. She began whimpering in her sleep, rolling onto her side. She woke up with a groan lifting up her head and taking in her surroundings. Y/n was ghostly pale and there were beads of sweat forming on her forehead and yet somehow she seemed to be shivering.

"Hey," I whispered softly. I walked over to her bed and sat beside her as she curled into my side, burying her head into the crook of my neck. I could feel the heat radiating off her. She had only been asleep for 30 minutes and was clearly still very tired.

"Are you going to tell me what that little outburst was about?" I asked, rubbing her arm up and down to give her warmth.

"No." She sulked,  her voice barely audible.

"Come on Doll. What happened? You have to tell me what's going on." I coaxed her. I was feeling very sympathetic towards the young girl. She had become quite sick during the past three days and we were only just beginning to find out. It was obvious that she had an awful day on Monday and didn't want to talk about it. But enough was enough, she needed to tell us what happened and why she punched those boys.

"Nothing." She muffled into my shoulder.

"Well clearly something happened. Because you've been upset ever since the fight at school and you won't talk to anyone, or even let you Dad near you." I sympathized with her. That was when she broke down into tears.

"They, they-" She sobbed, unable to get out her words.

"They told me that they were go-, gonna," Tears were streaming down her face. I was becoming more and more concerned by the second. Whatever these boys had done was clearly bad because they had made Y/n cry, and Y/n never cries.

"Shh, you're ok. They're not here, it's just you and me ok? Breath Doll, calm down." I hushed, giving her a half hug as she buried herself deeper into my side. We stayed that way until she was able to calm down enough again to talk.

"They told me that they were gonna do things to me and that then they were gonna kill me." She managed to tell me before once again she began to bawl her eyes out. To say I was concerned and angry at these boy's actions right now was an understatement.

"These things, they told you they were gonna do? Were they sexual?" I questioned cautiously, praying to god the answer would be no. But she continued to nod her head yes.

I was furious. There was no way I was going to let those two boys get away with this. Threatening to rape my niece and then kill her!? If it wasn't for the fact that Y/n had gagged I would have forgotten she was beside me. I looked at her as she brought a hand to her mouth. She was going to throw up. As quickly as I could I helped Y/n out of bed and led her to her bathroom before she began emptying the entire contents of her stomach. Which was more stomach acid and water than anything, considering she hadn't eaten all that much in the past 24 hours. I pulled her hair back into a ponytail reaching to grab a hair tie from the bathroom vanity. I had to tell Steve what had happened with these boys. What they had tried to do to his precious little girl. He needed to know that Y/n was indeed defending herself and that she did the right thing in punching them. I called out for help,

"Natasha! Get in her now!" I yelled knowing that Nat was in the room next door packing the last of her things for today's mission.

Nat came running into the bathroom and took one look at Y/n before taking my place. She began brushing the strand of hair that I missed out of Y/n's face as she began whispering encouraging words to the young girl as she shivered on the tile floors gagging over the toilet.