◦○DAYBREAK○◦ Bucky Barnes

fifty six

[THIRD PERSON POV]

"You were kidnapped and still managed to get knocked up, that's impressive D."

Davina's cheeks grew as she only just managed to contain herself from spitting Clint's special tea all over the kitchen counter. Her eyebrows burrowed together as she swallowed and looked up at Clint in shock, placing the mug on the bench to stop herself from dropping it.

The brunette burst out into muffled fits of laughter, earning concerned glances from Steve. Clint's face remained solemn, though a small smile began to creep over his lips, unable to help itself from hearing the laughter he had been robbed of from HYDRA.

"I'm serious Vina." He chuckled, ignoring the dangerous look Steve cast upon him.

"Are you kidding me Barton? I get kidnapped for three months by my psychotic family, brutally experimented on in a freezing cold cell, and almost died from hypothermia escaping. And the question you ask me is when my boyfriend got me pregnant?"

Steve rolled his eyes and walked away, finally escaping the conversation. Clint ignored the super soldier, his focus remaining on the healing girl.

The others had desperately tried to get Barnes attention and draw him back to the compound with no luck. Davina had been forbidden to go see him until she had recovered enough that she could walk on her own.

The five days she had been staying at the compound seemed to drag on, each minute lasting forever. It was moments like these Davina was glad she had people to distract herself from her overwhelming thoughts, which were threatening to take over her consciousness everyday she wasn't with Bucky.

On day 2 Davina had refused the wheelchair, since then she had been hobbling around on a singular crutch, though she could feel herself growing stronger everyday. Every second she gained a piece of her old self back was a second closer to Bucky.

"Yep." His eyes moved behind her for a split second, then back to her. "When are you going to tell your kid they're going to be an older sister?"

Davina rolled her eyes, shifting slightly to glance behind her at the sleeping Rebbie, curled up in Wanda's arms. Wanda smiled at her best friend briefly before gazing back down at the child in her arms, a sense of longing cast upon her features.

The second word had gotten out to Natasha that Davina was back, safe and sound, the red-head had brought her baby back. Baby Rebbie was in Vina's arms before 24 hours had hit since she'd returned.

Natasha had left again the next day, claiming that she needed more time with her sister. Davina didn't know the whole story there, she doubted she ever would.

"Rebecca can barely talk Clint, she's just scraping one years old." Davina chuckled half-heartedly. 

Clint smiled genuinely, his eyes widening slightly. "Trust me, that one year of no talking is the most peace you'll ever get."

Davina's expression faltered. "Yeah if only I got to spend that whole year with her.." 

Clint patted the side of her arm awkwardly. "You'll make it up, both of you will."

At the mention of Bucky, the girls eyes glistened slightly. "I still can't believe he abandoned her." She sighed heavily.

"He didn't abandon her.." Clint's words got lost in thin air, though she waited patiently for his to continue. "Look, Penton-"

"Oh no last name basis. Am I in trouble?" She grinned wickedly, her signature grin hadn't been stolen from HYDRA, she wouldn't let them take it.

Clint scoffed at her remark. "Shut up Davina." His eyes trailed around the large kitchen, skipped over Wanda in the living room. Davina had noticed he never seemed to be able to look at the Maximoff girl for too long, his eyes always seemed to display guilt, though she never thought to ask why.