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"What do you want to do today?" Bucky asks while sitting on my bed

"We could go see Aj and Cass." I suggest and look over my shoulder from the desk. "It's been a few days." I turn around in the chair to look at him

"Have to ask Sam." He denies with a head shake

"I can call Sarah." I stand up to stretch my arms above my head. "Plus, we'll only be there for a day. Fury is busting my ass with secret mission work he wants to use magic on after I showed him that whole technology thing with Cole." I groan softly when I speak through my words before I drop my hands

"I don't like how he uses your magic like that." He huffs and crosses his arms tightly over his chest

"I know." I sigh and what he is talking about is how Fury has been making me dip into people's minds and switch bodies with them to get inside information and depending on the distance, it's very draining so I have been sleeping deeper at night lately which obviously, makes Bucky upset

"It's bullshit and he needs to stop." He rolls his eyes

"If I didn't approve of it, I wouldn't do it." I explain while walking over to him. "I do it to keep my honey safe and with me." I place my hands on his forearms that unlock from his chest

"I still don't like it." He mumbles

"I know you don't." I agree. "But, I am standing here perfectly fine, am I not?" I ask and he shrugs

My hands run down his arms and to his hands where I rub my thumbs over his metal knuckles that my left thumb follows but, my magic twitches when the pad of my finger runs across tough skin that usually isn't there since he always takes care of both hands whether it's oil for metal or lotion for skin. I look down when my magic twitches again and that's when I see his torn and raw knuckles that are scabbed over and surrounded by dark red and purple bruises that makes me set his left hand down to hold his right in both of my smaller ones.

"Training." Bucky mutters out before I can even say anything

"With what? Steve's vibranium shield?" I ask and give him a look that he doesn't return

"Sure." He shrugs and watches my healing magic raise to encase his large hand in the two of mine and heal the broken skin on his knuckles

"You went to his cell, didn't you?" I assume knowingly and he sighs

"Get out of my head, doll." He politely instructs. "You don't belong there."

"My eyes are brown." I remind him and he looks up at me to check. "I just know when my honey is lying to me."

He also cannot lie about this.

Really anything that involves me, he cannot lie about.

"I said nothing." Bucky murmurs

"Yes, but you leaving in the middle of the night saying you had to go to the bathroom only to return through the bedroom door all sweaty tells me different." I call him out for last night

"He hurt you." He justifies. "Multiple times in every way possible."

"And he's doing his time." I nod and move my hands to his shoulders when his hand is healed. "I'm sure the other inmates have used him as a punching bag."

"They have." He agrees with a nod

"So, let them." I grab his face. "I don't want you getting in trouble because you had Natasha find the code to his cell and give you a fake key." I smile a little when his face drops against my palms

"How in the Hell did you find that out?" He asks, surprised

"Natasha gossips." I shrug

"I paid her to keep her mouth shut!" He exclaims. "If I didn't get paid today, I would have nothing to my name!"

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