How'd you get this number?

12 - Where am I?

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__Bucky__

It's been about an hour since I arrived. I haven't seen Natalia act like that in a long time. Worried, scared, concerned. I guess she really cares about Peter; I mean who wouldn't. I'm even worried about him and I've only met him a couple times. And it wasn't even in person.

He's a good kid from what I can tell. And if Nat cares this much, he must be special. I still don't know what happened, or how he got stabbed. I thought it was a bad time to bring it up earlier, and still think it's bad timing now. I'll just ask later.

I look over at Natalia. Her head is on my shoulder. She's asleep. I smile softly to myself. She wouldn't let anyone get this close to her, especially when she's sleeping. I wrap my arm around her, careful not to wake her, and pull her close. I stare back at Peter just in time to see him flinch.

He flinched. He's moving. He's waking up. Shit, I don't know what to do. "Uhh, Natalia?" I gently shake her.

"What?" She mumbles and looks up at me.

"Look." I nod at Peter and she looks over.

"Oh my god," She stands up and rushes to him. "Peter. Peter? Can you hear me?"

He just grumbles under his breath and shakes his head slightly.

"Kid? Are you okay? Can you hear us?"

"Peter, please open your eyes."

"What? W- Where, where am I?" He looks up at us. "Who are you?"

"Peter it's okay, you're okay." Nat moves closer but Peter scrambles away. Natalia's face falls.

"Pete, it's me... red?" She tries to move closer to him again.

"R- red. Um, is it really, uh, is it really you?" I can see him relax the more he looks at Nat.

"Yes Peter, It's me. It's red... It's Natasha. You got stabbed, remember?"

"I remember," He looks up at her "I remember."

"Can someone tell me what happened?" I ask. I guess Peter hadn't noticed me before because now he's looking at me like I'm the most dangerous thing in the world. I look to Natalia for help.

"Don't worry, he's my friend. He helped you too." Nat tries to calm him down.

"Call me Bucky." I smile at him.

"... Are you soldat?"

"Yeah... yeah I am." I get down on my knees next to Nat. He smiles at me. It's a nice change. Usually people look at me in fear. In horror. But Peter, he looks at me like I'm normal. Like I won't hurt him. "So, can you tell me what happened?"

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__Peter__

My vision is still a little blurry, and I hurt all over. Usually when I get stabbed it's not this bad. Usually, I get over it pretty quickly. I don't think that was an ordinary dagger. I think it was poisoned. It would explain why I was out of it for so long. I look up at Nat to see if I should say anything. She nods her head in approval and faintly smiles.

"Well, I heard a scream as I was walking by an alley. A little girl was in trouble so I went to help her... the next thing I knew a guy stabbed me." I didn't want to tell the full story of how it happened otherwise he'd find out in Spider-Man. The story's already sketchy enough.

"Why were you out so late? Aren't you like 15." Bucky questioned. I don't know what to say. I can't tell him the real reason.

"I- uh, well you see, um, I was trying. I was doing, uh, I was walking and um-"

"He was walking home from his job. He told me his shift tonight went later than expected." Nat interrupted me. Her excuse was why better then mine, which was nothing. I don't know why but Natasha's a really good liar. "Why

don't you tell Bucky who stabbed you."

"You saw who attacked you?"

I hesitated before answering. "Uh, yes I did. He was tall, had blue eyes, red hair, fair skin, and spoke with a Russian accent. At least I think it was Russian... I don't know. I've never met a Russian before."

When I finished, Bucky looked alarmed. He and Natasha shared a look. They're hiding something. I can tell they know more than they're letting on. "Does he sound familiar? Have you seen him before?"

"No Pete, I have no idea who you're talking about. Sorry." Bucky sounded sincere, but he's not telling me something. He definitely knows more. They both do. But I decided to let it go for now.

"Do you guys have the time? I need to get home." I ask. It's a school night and I think Aunt May will be home soon. She had the night shift at the hospital today. Or yesterday. I don't know.

"It's around 1, are you sure you should be moving? Maybe you should stay here for a bit longer." Nat sounded concerned.

"I need to get home. And don't worry, I'm all good now." I can feel my would healing. Soon I'll be completely fine. My healing ability has always been fast. Not as fast as Wade's or Wolverine's, but still pretty fast.

"Are you sure? I mean you got stabbed. You got stabbed Peter. Last time I checked you're still just a kid."

"Yeah well, this kid has some pretty cool skills. And I need to go home before my aunt gets back."

I think she forgot I was Spider-Man for a moment. In her mind, Spider-Man has super l healing, not Peter. Spider-Man can swing from webs, not Peter. Spider-Man is ridiculously strong, not Peter.

But now she knows that me and Spider-Man are the same. That I, Peter Parker, am Spider-Man. I can see she understands.

"Alright, fine. I'll take you home." Nat stands and helps me up.

"Wait what! Are you seriously letting him go after he nearly died!? He can still bleed out! He just. A kid." Bucky protested.

"James, calm down and trust me. I know what I'm doing." Nat turned to me and led me to the car. "Come on Peter, let's take you home."

"Ok. Bye Mr Bucky sir!"

"Just call me Bucky,"

"Oh, sorry sir, I mean Bucky... sir."

"Just Bucky."

"Mr Bucky,"

"Bucky. You can call me Bucky."

"Sir Bucky."

"No, just Bucky."

"B- bucky."

"Yes."

"...Sir."

"You know what! It doesn't matter!"

"Ok Mr Bucky! Bye!"

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A/N:

Lol sorry I haven't published anything in a while. I've just been struggling a bit with school and lockdown and stuff...

Anyway! I'm sorry if this is too short but like, whatever. It gave me time to figure out where the story is going and who the (Spoiler Alert) "Big Bads" are. That's right. I said "Bads" as in plural. 

I've also been writing a WinterWidow fan fic called "My Little Ballerina". Tell me if you're interested in that. AND, I recently re-read through this book and daYMN! There are so many grammar mistakes, like how did I miss that? 

Anyway, soooo yeah. I hope you're enjoying this book!

Byeeeeee :D