Soulmates

Flick Of The Wrist

"Enough. All of you. I've decided what I'm going to do. Since we're all in agreement she's a burden and unwanted. I'll help us all...."

You realize what he means by that and you panic. You thought he would just take you and you'd be able to escape from him, you didn't think he would kill you.

No part of you regretted switching places with Bucky, you wanted to protect him at all costs, but if he killed you, you wouldn't be the only one that would die.

"No. Please no. Steve...Bucky...please. Help me. You can't let him. Please." You start sobbing. The boys would lose it if anything happened to you. And you if anything happened to them.

You knew they couldn't do anything without risking you dying for sure but you pleaded for them anyway. You needed their comfort. You needed them.

You needed to tell them what you had wanted to tell them. You needed to explain why you wanted to stay. You had to give them the future both of them had always wanted.

They had each other if you died but I'd you died they would find out and they'd be devastated. Not only because they lost you but because of the other life lost as well. They'd blame themselves.

"Doll I don't know what to do. We're gonna help you. We promise. Just stay calm. Can you do that for us? We won't let anything happen to you."

"You can't promise her that. You know that. You know all it takes is one flick of the wrist Soldier. One flick of the wrist and you lose your precious doll."

"Don't do it brother. You'll regret it. You don't have to kill her. You can just take her. Put the knife down and we'll let you guys go. Just don't kill her."

"You really think I'm going to listen to you? All you ever do is lie to me. Just like father did. You steal everything from me. You know I'm surprised you weren't her soulmate."

"Loki put the knife down. I'll go with you voluntarily just please don't kill me. I won't put up a fight. I'll do whatever you want me to. Just don't kill me. Please."

You spoke through broken sobs. You couldn't help but cry. You could die at any moment. Everything could come crashing down. Everything could be over.

Steve and Bucky's eyes were pleading for you to calm down. You being hysterical only made the situation worse but you couldn't help it, and they knew you couldn't but they tried like hell to help you but they couldn't.

"Baby take deep breaths. Look at me. You're gonna be okay." Steve says, his voice breaks and he tries to keep himself together. "Okay." You whimper.

Loki smirks at the little interaction. "You three are disgusting. I'm gonna take this blade now, and I'm gonna drag it across her pretty little neck."

He takes the knife and presses it against your skin. Before he can press down and start dragging it, before anyone can say anything, you scream.

"NO! No please. Loki stop! I'm pregnant!"