Marvel/Actor Stories

Dancing with the Devil

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You are Steve's little sister. After your life changes by becoming a super soldier and waking up in 2012 you find Bucky with your brother. Life isn't always sunshine and rainbows and you develop a pain killer problem after some bad injuries. What happens when you think you can handle it without being honest that you're struggling?

I met James Barnes when we were just kids. He was my brothers best friend, and I had a major crush on him. Hell, all the girls who met him did.

Then when I turned eighteen he told me he thought I was beautiful. Not much came of it until a couple years later – he took me on a proper date, with Steve's blessing of course. But then he was shipped off to the war, breaking my heart.

When Steve became Captain America I began working with him. I even got to be an experiment myself – a similar serum but it wouldn't make me bigger – letting me blend in. Steve was pissed at me at first, but came around.

Thankfully, Steve was able to save Bucky and bring him home. I got a night with he man I love, and made it special. Then I stowed away on their mission to go after Dr. Zola's train.

They both flipped out on me, but I ended up glad I saw Bucky that day. Because while on that mission he died, and I wouldn't have gotten to see him one more time.

The next thing I knew Steve and I were crashing a plane to stop Hydra's plan. Then I woke up in a room with Steve and we found out it was now 2012, and our lives changed.

Fast forward a few years and we got Bucky back; after learning he was alive. "James, I need you to remember me." I said as he was unconscious and trapped by his metal arm. It was bitter sweet to have him back. He wasn't fully the Bucky I knew – and for that Hydra was going to have hell to pay. But at least I had him back.

When he woke up he was more of himself, and remembered me now. But on the next mission I was hurt; six broken bones, and a lot of stitches. And beyond that... Bucky made a choice that would cost me time with him.

"Doll, I have to do this, okay? I can't risk hurting you." I was in tears as he explained his plan to be put back under. I sniffed, "I just got you back, Buck."

He touched my cheek, "I know. It's not forever, though. I need to get my mind back. I'm sorry to leave you again. I love you."

"I love you, James. I'll wait for you. Don't try to argue it. I'll be here when you come back to me again." He smirked, "I'll be lucky if you are, doll."

But over time while he went under, I developed a problem.

I became addicted to the pain killer I was given to lessen the pain from the injuries of that last mission.

Once Tony noticed, because I was at the compound a lot, he practically forced me to go to rehab and get clean. I struggled for a while but Tony and Steve helped me a lot. Plus I wanted to be better when Bucky came back, so I didn't give up. I pushed through.

When I did get word from Bucky I went to see him eagerly. It was amazing to be with him again. I told him, reluctantly, about my struggle while he was gone. He promised to always be there to help me and support me.

Then Thanos happened, and I watched Bucky turn to dust. He vanished right before my eyes, and I had a few drinks... which lead to me relapsing. Tony actually found me passed out on the roof of the compound

I once again had to get myself clean. But without much motivation it was harder.

Natasha was my biggest support because I didn't want put it on my brother since he was always helping others deal with life after the snap. And Tony has his family now. He doesn't need me crashing into his life with all my problems and needs.