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1945 - New York City                     


They named her Winnifred, after his late mother. Yet the only name he ever called her was 'Winnie'. It meant soft, pure, happiness. 3 words in which Bucky would undoubtedly use to describe her.

His Fiance looked ethereal as she lay, sweat dripping from silky skin, he dabbed a wet cloth on her forehead as she gazed down at the bundle in her arms. A small hand wrapped its way around his left index finger. Bucky could almost cry. He was handed a picture of the three of them

When the nurse came to take Winnie away Y/N could barely let go. He had to pry her iron grip so that his daughter could be weighed and washed. The number was ingrained into his memory for the rest of his life. 7 pounds and 4 ounces. 7:43 pm and on a Wednesday. A baby out of wedlock worried the pair, but the second that Y/N pushed that final push, and tremendous lungs filled the air with sound, any previous worry had been gone.

Bucky placed soft kisses upon Y/N's face, breathing in her post-pregnancy glow. He had never been more thankful for anyone ever. It broke him to know that it wouldn't be this way for much longer. The clock ticked softly, the sound bouncing through the room. The hospital was busy with sounds, yet the only ones he heard were the chime of the clock and Y/N's gentle breathing. Still, in his soldier's uniform, he softly cried.

"When do you have to go back?" She asked petting his soft hair.

"Tonight," he replied, "I just want to stay with you. With her."

She smiled in understanding, but it was lucky enough that he was even able to meet his baby at all. Home visits weren't often granted to soldiers on the front line. The perks of the Howling Commandos he always said. The luck of having the famous Steve Rogers as a best friend.

"You'll just have to come back for us"

"Nothing could keep me away, Doll. Nothing." A tear fell from his cheek to hers as he held her close. A soft knock on the door interrupted them.

"They sent me to fetch you" It was Steve, "Congratulations"

He approached the bedside, enveloping her in a hug. Y/N whispered in his ear, Steve's eyes lit up. Bucky barely heard the conversation as he stared at the wall. Steve had been asked to be Winnie's godfather, but Bucky prayed he would never be needed. He didn't hear his Fiance calling to him, or feel Steve's hand on his shoulder, shaking him out of his trance. It was the piercing scream of his Winnie that captured his attention.

"They're hurting her" He stated, rising bluntly.

"No, they aren't, Buck," Steve replied, holding his friend. "She's safe."

"I want to see her."

There was nothing that could be said, His luck had already been extended by the fact he was even allowed the 2 hours of labour in the hospital. Bucky turned to Y/N who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. "I have to see her one more time" he spoke.

"You can't baby. You have to go"

It broke him to see her cry. How could he leave when his two best girls were upset. How could he leave his wife to be and their newborn daughter? What kind of monster was he to do that.

"C'mon Buck. Duggan wants to set off." Steve tried, putting a hand on Bucky's shoulder.

The soldier sat on the hospital bed once more. Head in his hands. Y/N wrapped herself around him, pulling him tight and crying softly into his shoulder. He didn't smell like himself anymore. He smelt like dirt and tobacco. Y/N loved the smell all the same.

"I'll get to see you when you're back baby. It's only a few days travel. You'll be back next week."

"Not soon enough."

"Bucky." She tried again, pulling him off of the bed. "I love you."

"I love you more." He sniffled, blinking his tears away.

He turned on his heel quickly, forcing himself out of the door. But not before one last kiss. "Take care of her" He begged, "Tell her that Daddy loves her."

Y/N nodded, promising. "You tell her every day, Y/N. Her Daddy is gonna come back as soon as he can."

"I will, James." She kissed his hand. "I love you more"

"I love you most."

And with a sharp nod, James Buchanan Barnes left the hospital and loaded himself into the truck. The thoughts of his baby girl prevalent in his mind. His beautiful Winnie.

"Germany here we come"

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AN: hi! the first chapter of a small 3 part Bucky series! potential spoiler for the rest - this is the only part to take place in the 1940s!

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