Avengers Bucky Barnes x Reader

Chapter Twenty-Two

3RD P.O.V

Bucky held his breath as he watched Storms fall to knees, hit with a powerful amount of electricity. Y/n stood panting lowering her arms, not taking her eyes off Storms, not registering that she had shot. She looked over her shoulder at Bucky seeing he was okay, her eyes growing heavy. Bucky rushed over catching y/n before she could hit the fall "hey, hey, it's okay. I got you" he put his earpiece back and spoke so fast no-one could understand what he was saying. "Bucky! Slow down, what happened?" taking a deep breath he explained what happened, slower this time. "Bring her to Quin Jet, we'll get her back to the tower." Carefully, Bucky picked y/n up and ran out to the others. "It's okay y/n, we'll gonna help you. You're gonna be okay" he whispered.

As fast as he could he got to the Quin Jet, and lay y/n down "get us out of her Clint!" The flight back to Stark Tower felt slower than normal to Bucky. He never left y/n's side, so many thoughts going through his head. He held her hand tightly trying to get them out his head, but he couldn't. Steve stood on the other side, watching his friend holding onto y/n. Even back in 1945 he's never seen him like this. He knew then even though Bucky said he likes y/n, it was more than that. Once the Jet landed y/n was rushed to the recovery room. They all stood outside, looking through the glass window, watching them remove the bullets and stitch up her wounds. Then the monitors began to beep and flash "we're losing here, stand back" Bucky's breath caught as they pressed the defibrillator on her chest "clear!" her body jolted as they watched the screen but there was nothing "increase it, clear!" again nothing. Tears were streaming down his cheeks "c'mon y/n, please" they increased the voltage again and pressed the pads against her chest "clear!" once again there was nothing. "No, no please y/n" Bruce stepped closer to the screen, not wanting to believe what he was seeing. "Please" he whispered holding back the anger, not wanting to turn into the other guy. "Her abilities are reacting to them. Increase to full power" they all watched in silence, hoping, praying y/n was going to make it.

"Clear!" her body jolted again as the doctors turned to the screen. But it stayed the same. The doctor looked up at window shaking his head slightly. They stood frozen. None of them wanted to believe it. Bruce's breathing grew faster, he was struggling to hold back his anger. He quickly left the room, hoping to control it. Natasha and Tony ran out the room, after him. He stood outside the cage they had in case the Hulk got out of control "Bruce?" Natasha whispered slowly walking closer, Tony stood back silent "it's all my fault. If I had just stayed with her, I could've protected her. She wouldn't be..." Natasha instantly pulled him into a tight hug, something Tony he'd never thought to see. Bruce wasn't one to cry, and Natasha wasn't one to show emotions. Natasha looked over at Tony, he took the expression as a sign for him to leave. "It's gonna be alright, we'll get through this. Together" she whispered "we're all here for you, Bruce."

The others left the room, one at a time, while Bucky sat next to her bed holding her hand, talking about the memories of living in the tower. How they met, how their friendship grew, the kiss at the party "Steve saw us, and his cheeks were bright red. He went back to the party and we burst out laughing at his reaction. You held my hand saying we had to find him before he gave the others the wrong impression. I didn't understand what you meant at first but then it clicked. You were laughing at how worried I was. The others obviously knew then and teased us about it, you didn't help adding more to Sam's mind. Tony said something about us and you threw your knife inches away from his crotch. He fear on his face, made us all laugh. When the party ended, we headed to bed, the others were so drunk that they passed out. I kissed you goodnight, but you pulled me back saying it wasn't a 'goodnight kiss.' The kiss on the balcony showed how I left towards you, you said you felt the same that you really liked me too. But the thing is...it's more than that to me y/n, and I only wished I told you sooner. I'm so sorry...I love you" tears streamed down his cheeks as he squeezed her hand, holding it tightly "I...love you...too" the sudden voice made him jump out the chair knocking it over.

Y/n's eyes flickered opened, facing Bucky. Was he dreaming? Was y/n really alive? He slowly stepped closer, reaching his out, cupping her cheek, hoping it wasn't a dream. She closed her eyes leaning into his hand. Her cheeks were warm, soft, real. He started laughing but panted laughs, laughs of disbelief. Without a second thought, he crashed his lips against hers feeling her warm lips. It wasn't a dream. Y/n really was alive. He leaned back slightly tears of joy replacing the tears of sadness. "I love you" he whispered holding her close "I love you too"