06 || Next to You

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mention of self harming

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New York, USA
at the compound

Bucky watched Steve walk out of the quinjet on the rooftop, carrying Marie in his arms.
He had followed the others upstairs when he heard Natasha talk about them returning, and that it didn't go as planned.

The soldier's heart sank to the base of his stomach when he saw his girlfriend in Roger's arm, his intestines twitching.

It took him all he could to not run up to his best friend and rip the blonde woman from him.

He could feel the blood vanish from his face, leaving him looking as pale as his girl.

Her head was tilted to the side, eyes wide open, only halfway rolled back in her head. He could see the pale emerald shimmer in them. It must've been there for hours. Her eyes had adopted milky tone, like a blind. She looked fucking dead!

No! Fuck no!

Dark, oxydized traces of blood were on her face where it had poured from her nose and mouth. The rest of her skin was sprinkled in it, small red dots and bloody streams all over her body and clothes.

Her arms and legs dangled from her torso, her chest moving so slowly it was hardly noticable.

"Bring her down to Bruce, I'll take care of her" Natasha told Steve, following him into the building "is she alive?"

"Hardly" Steve answered "I'm not sure what happened. She's been like this since I picked her up. Tony ran tests but without any results except for exhaustion."

Bucky stood and followed them with his eyes.

Every fiber of his body wanted to tell Natasha to back off, that he'd take care of her and stay with her, but he couldn't.

His feet were frozen to the ground, he couldn't move.

His mind was buzzing.

The others exited the quinjet when Steve was out of sight, arguing loudly.

Stark was absolutely pissed, to say the least. Actually, he was furious as fuck. He fumed like a fucking kettle.

"I will never take her on a mission again! She fucked up really bad" he grunted.

"She didn't" Wanda said "she..."

"She threw you out of a fucking window! Of course she fucked up! You could've died!"

Bucky turned his eyes to the three Avengers, listening carefully to their conversation.

Stark was just getting out of his suit with a tab on his watch, walking back in the compound, Wanda and Scott closely at his heel.

Barnes followed.

"Well, technically, yes. But you knew what she wanted you to do. And she also asked us to go before we went in. She knew there was something going on" Scott chimed in, walking backwards in front of Stark.

Bucky's feet froze on the spot again, his mind racing. This was his fault. He felt his heart pound in his head, cold blood pressing through his veins.

His breaths were getting heavy.

I should've forced her to stay here!

"Don't defend her, Lang! She risked us all! She's probably started a war!"

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