Frozen Over: An MCU Story

Chapter 14 - Therapy

2024, New York.

It was pretty dark outside as Sam was making his way to the doors of the police station. As he opened the doors, he sat down in the chair as he waited, hoping the cops would let Bucky out. He looked at his phone, thinking that maybe he should call Clover. Perhaps explain to them what important shit he and Bucky had been dealing with over the last few hours. Though he didn't get a chance to decide when an older woman walked in from the entrance.

"Sam. I've heard a lot about you." She said.

Sam looked up at the woman.

"I'm Dr Raynor. I'm James' therapist." She introduced herself.

"So nice to meet you. Thank you for getting him out." Sam said.

"That was not me." Dr Raynor stated.

"Christina!"

Dr Raynor and Sam both turned towards the voice that called out the doctor's name and saw none other than John Walker.

"It's great to see you again." He said.

"You gotta be kidding me." Sam muttered. "You know him?"

"Yeah, we did some field ops back in the day." Dr Raynor said.

"I heard you were working with Bucky so I thought I'd step in." Walker said as he approached her and Sam. "Bucky's not gonna be following a strict schedule any longer."

Dr Raynor shook her head.

"We haven't finished our work. Who authorized this?" She asked.

Walker gestured towards himself, as to state that he authorized it himself.

A/N: Istg I can't frickin stand this guy I wanna yeet him into the abyss.

The buzzer next to a door at the back buzzed, and the door opened, revealing Bucky along with two police officers.

"He's too valuable of an asset to have tied up so just do whatever you got to do with him then send him off to me." Walker explained. "Got some unfinished business, him and I. You too, Wilson. I'll be outside."

Walker then made his way out of the police station and Bucky turned around, towards Sam and Dr Raynor.

"James, condition of your release, session, now." The therapist stated. "You too, Sam."

"That's okay. I'll be here with..."

"That wasn't a request." Dr Raynor said.

Sighing, Sam followed her and Bucky to a room with a table, and the two of them sat down. Dr Raynor pulled out her notebook and pen, and began scribbling a few things down.

"So..." She muttered. "Who would like to start?"

"Alright, look, Dr Raynor?" Sam spoke up. "I get it, why you want to talk to Freaky Magoo over here. But I'm 100% fine."

"It is my job to make sure that you're okay. And so, yeah, this may be slightly unprofessional, but it's the only way that I can see if you're getting over whatever's eating at you." The therapist explained.

Sam rolled his eyes.

"This is ridiculous." He muttered.

"Yeah. I agree." Bucky chimed in.

"See? Making progress already." Dr Raynor stated. "So, who wants to go first?"

Sam and Bucky remained silent.

"No volunteers? Wow, that's surprising." Dr Raynor muttered. "Okay. We're going to do an exercise. It's something I use with couples when they are trying to figure out what kind of life they wanna build together."