Song: Sufjan Stevens - Fourth of July.
Warnings; angst, fluff, loss, death, blood and gore?
There are no spoilers in this !
Y'all are going to be so mad at me... like you have no idea the sheer potential this movie and this storyline are giving me.. I haven't seen it yet by the way, SO KEEP IT SPOILER FREE
This is a snippet of what you get before the movie and after I'm gonna come up with a good ass storyline. Also this is for a reason! So bare with me
Also, I broke up with my boyfriend and that's the reason my updates are a little slow, I'm trying to catch up to a lot of shit.
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'When Strange opened the multiverse.. he released something... something evil...'
A baby's cry echoes through the house and right into your ears. You immediately open your eyes and sit up. Your hand goes to your belly, it feels empty now.
You look at the other side of bed and see your other half soundly sleeping. You resent him for it because you can't.
During the pregnancy you would sleep hours and hours but now, ever since that day, you schedule started collapsing again. It brought you back to the one you had before meeting Bucky, only sleeping because your body needed it.
You slide out of bed and paddle down the hallway to the kitchen. You get yourself a glass of water and down it in one go.
Your head turns to the paper laying in the counter. There are pictures on top, pictures you were so incredibly happy with that now have this dark edge to them.
The anger and sadness one picture could bring are something to be frightened of, especially if you are a witch like yourself.
Your power did get stronger ever since it happened. The baby undoubtedly was holding back your powers a little but it's not something you complained about. It was nice actually to feel a little more normal for once.
You walk back through the hallway when you hear a creak of one of the doors. You're afraid to even look in its direction. Because deep down you know why it creaked, deep down you know you should go in there but you can't.
In the meantime, Bucky stirs in his sleep before opening his eyes. He immediately looks beside him, sighing when he doesn't see you next to him.
'Y/n?' He asks, but all he gets in return is silence.
So he pulls away the covers and sits up in the bed, his feet swing over the side and his feet plant on the hardwood floor. He pushes himself up and starts his search for you.
He doesn't have to look very far, when he walks past the open door to the nursery, he knows enough. His gaze softens when he peers inside.
You're sitting against the wall, knees bent, holding the ultrasound picture between your fingers. Tears are streaming down your face while your eyes look vacant. You don't even react to him, even though he knows you can sense him standing there.
'Y/n...' he calls out to you, there's no reaction. But again he knows you can hear him. 'Baby, you're torturing yourself..'
'It's my fault...' you mutter.
'We both know that's not true... Y/n these things could happen to anyone..' He walks into the room and leans against the selfmade changing table.
'I must've done something wrong... that baby was healthy, Buck, she was even better than healthy.. and you know that too... so I must've done something to mess it all up...'
'I refuse to believe that... how else can you explain this...' you throw the picture across the room in frustration.
Bucky gets on his knees in front of you and makes his way over to you so he's kneeling in between your legs.
'We will try again when we're ready...'
Your hands tremble and indigo waves between your fingers. Emotions influence your power but luckily Bucky knows a way to help them calm.
He takes your hands in his and gives them both a soft squeeze. Bucky tries to keep us pained groans in as he feels the electric shots go through him.
He rubs his thumbs over the tops of your hands. Soothing you further until the room isn't illuminated with your power anymore. The only light coming in now is that of the full moon outside.
'Why do you stay?'
'Because you're my wife, my crazy, tough, mouthy, incredibly sexy wife... this won't change anything for me, I still love you just as much... yeah of course this hurts but.. we will be okay.. it may just take a while...' he explains.
You give him a tight lipped smile, it's not much but it's a start. He moves to sit next to you, staring in front of himself as well. He moves his arm across your shoulders and pulls you against him.
'I love you baby...' he kisses your head.
'I love you too...'
'Was this really necessary?'
'Trust me, she is better when I'm pain, her powers are stronger when she's in pain... and that's just what I need... now we need a plan to get rid of him..'
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