Sargent Barnes

Chapter 4

90 years later~~~

I woke up in a bed and a woman came in. I heard a baseball game an listened for a bit.

Lady: Hello there!! You're finally awake! 
Y/n: I-I am... Why am I here? Where am I? When is it?
Lady: It's May 14th 1943!!
Y/n: Heh.. Yeah, it's not. I know because my brother his friends and I were there. You know? Steve Rogers? Captain America?
Lady: Uhh... Actually, Steve... He... died.
Y/n: What year is it?! ANSWER ME BEFORE I MAKE YOU TELL ME!!
Lady: 2023.
Y/n: What... Bucky Barnes.. Is he alive.
Lady: He is. I can contact him to come get you.
Y/n: Please. Please contact him.

As they contacted him and I was so interested in the things that were in here and I cried over what they told me about Steve. So many new things and so many depressing subjects. I walked around touching things reading plenty of books. 4 hours later, I read 2 complete books and I heard someone knocking then they walked in clearing their throat. The door closed again and I turned around to reveal Bucky standing at the door. I covered my mouth with my hands in shock

Y/n: B-Bucky? 
Bucky: Hey, doll.
Y/n: Oh my god... What happened to you? Your arm. Are you okay? 
Bucky: I'm fine. 

As my hands were exploring his upper body to see if he was okay he engulfed me in a hug and he held us there. I took in an unsteady deep breath and started crying in his arms. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and tightened my grip. He cried as well and just held me closely not believing what was happening. He laid us on the bed but I didn't let go. I loosened my grip so he could move his head to kiss me.

Y/n: I missed you so much, Buck.
Bucky: I miss you more, Doll. I missed you so much. I'm so sorry I left you. I should've stayed. And held you, protected you, kissed you, loved you, but I left and I almost died. Twice. I'm so so sorry. Uhh... Steve.. He wanted you to know that he loved you. We haven't had his funeral yet... He died a couple days ago.

Bucky just held me. I missed his touch. The way I was sewn into his arms. I flinched as his metal arm came near me and he backed up a bit.

Bucky: Why-.. Why'd you flinch? I wouldn't hurt you. Do you think that I would've hurt you? 
Y/n: I'm not used to it. I'm sorry. Don't hurt me, please.
Bucky: Who hurt you?
Y/n: When I found out you 'died' I uhh... I was beaten... abused... It got so much worse after you left, Bucky.
Bucky: I'm going to hurt everyone who hurt you.
Y/n: It's fine. They're all most likely dead anyways.
Bucky: Good. Let's get you home. 
Y/n: Okay.

He swooped me off of my feet and he carried me to his house. It surprisingly wasn't that far. He had me open the door for us and I dreamed of that moment for forever. I got up and he set me back on my feet. He spun me into his arms and kissed me. I kissed him back and he pulled us closer. I pulled away 5 minutes later.

Y/n: I love you.
Bucky: I love you too, Doll.

We laid down in his bed and I was both tired and hungry.

Y/n: Buck, I'm hungry.
Bucky: Okay. Here.. watch this and I'll be right back, okay?
Y/n: O-okay?

He left and I was here alone. I watched the movie he put on and it had me in tears. He came back with food suplies and made a what looked like a sandwich but with a beef patty. It look really good. As he came back in he set the plates down and rushed to my side.

Bucky: Hey, what's wrong? Talk to me. Why are you crying?
Y/n: The way he went. That was such a romantic scene. Why couldn't he just stay? It's okay, I get that pain, Grace. I get that pain.

I broke down even more and it made me think of Bucky and Steve when they left. I felt Bucky's grip get tighter around me and he just let me cry.

Bucky: I shouldn't of put that on for you. It was a trigger, wasn't it? I'm so sorry. I-I can change it.
Y/n: No, I love this movie. What's it called again?
Bucky: Armageddon. It was Steves favorite. 
Y/n: Who was his favorite? 
Bucky: Uhh... I believe his was A.J. 
Y/n: Yeah... I get that... He's a romantic.
Bucky: What about me? You gonna leave me hanging? Rude.
Y/n: Awe, baby. You can be romantic on your best days.
Bucky: I can always be a romantic. 
Y/n: You try too hard.
Bucky: Wow...
Y/n: I love you!!!
Bucky: I love you too, doll.