Better Together: Green Series 6 (Pre-Serum Omega!Steve x Alpha!Bucky AU)

Twenty-Two

"Stevie," Bucky softly roused Steve from his slumber. Not realizing that he had even fallen asleep until that moment.

Stretching and rubbing his eyes, his drowsiness caused him to ask, "Are we home?"

"Yeah, we're home."

A soft smile tugging at his lips, Steve dropped his hands from his eyes and froze. Heart picking up speed as he noticed that this was not their home. Or at least, it wasn't the well taken care of house that he and Bucky cherished and raised their family in. No, this house was run down with boarded up windows and overgrown grass.

"Bucky," Steve whimpered, fearfully clutching onto his husband. Only... instead of the prosthetic, there were two flesh arms.

Turning his gaze up to the man, he found Brock. A scream got caught in his throat as the scenery around them changed. No longer were they in his Volvo, he was in a dark, cold basement. Wrists and ankles chained to a bed, his stomach was being sliced open.

Starting to hyperventilate, Steve desperately wanted to scream, but couldn't. Turning his head to look for a way to escape, Steve found his sons chained to the moldy wall and feeding off of Bucky's corpse like some feral pups from a terrifying urban legend. Looking at the looming alpha kneeling behind his spread legs, Steve could only watch in horror. As Brock lifted his underdeveloped fetus from his abdomen, Steve's eyes widened. Terrified as the alpha adoringly cradled the stillborn in his bloody arms. And all he could do was watch as the blood left his –

Steve? Stevie, wake up.

A shake to his shoulder had Steve's eyes snapped open. His breathing was still erratic, and his heart was pounding so fiercely that he was sure it was going to burst through his chest. Beside him, Oliver and Finn were crying and Steve's fear amped up, causing his sour scent to strengthen as he looked over to the door where Bucky was standing there.

"Hey, you're okay," Bucky reassured, marking Steve. Considering Atticus was going absolutely ballistic in his womb, Steve appreciated it. Especially when Bucky marked over his bump.

Close to having a full-blown panic attack, Steve looked around at his surroundings. Finding that they were outside of the Barnes family home, Steve let out a sigh of relief. Sure, his scent was still sour and still upsetting his sons, but at least he knew that it had only been a nightmare. That he was safe. That his sons were safe. That Bucky was safe. And that was the most important thing.

Climbing out of the backseat while Bucky got the boys out of the other side, Steve's eyes remained wide as he looked for the other alpha. The one that gave him the heebie jeebies and caused a chill to run down his crooked spine. Not wasting any time, he walked around the SUV and impatiently questioned his husband, "Where's Brock?"

"Dropped him off at the funeral home," Bucky explained with a nonchalant shrug. Setting Oliver down, he clarified, "This is just family."

Nodding, Steve remained close to Bucky. Admittedly, he was feeling a little better, and he knew that had everything to do with being near his mate. Especially when Bucky was keeping his own emotions neutral as he helped their sons calm down.

Thankfully, it didn't take much longer for Steve to relax enough that the sour undertone slipped from his scent entirely. Not wanting to upset the boys though, he stayed back, trailing after them as Bucky carried them inside of the house. Although Steve did feel better once he was surrounded by the comforting scents of the Barnes family home, he paused when he realized it wasn't as loud as it normally was.