A Love Like Ours

THIRTY

"Come on, Stassie. She'll be here any minute." Bucky calls from the bottom of the stairs, With Rosie in his arms.

"Five more minutes!" Anastasia calls back from the bathroom, Her voice muffled by the bobby-pin currently between her teeth.

"When are you gonna learn, Bucky? You've gotta tell her things start an hour to two hours before they actually do." Wanda teases, plopping down onto the couch beside Vision with her half full mug of coffee.

"I told her to be ready at 8:45!" He shrugs, his forehead puckering as he rounds the coffee table and takes a seat beside the couple.

"Well, If she's actually ready in five minutes then she'll be right on time at 9:45." Wanda grins, sipping her drink.

The high pitched door bell rings throughout the house, Causing Anastasia's eyes to shoot wide in the mirror as she pins her last stray hair up into her high pony tale.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" She mumbles, Rushing across the hall as quickly as her aching body allows, to the guest room.

Plopping onto the unmade bed, She pulls her black sneakers on over her fuzzy socks before making her way downstairs.

As she emerges from the staircase she sees a rather tall brunette woman with her back turned toward her as she shakes Bucky's hand, And Wanda and Vision standing beside them.

"Hi, You must be Isabelle?" Anastasia asks, Approaching the group to stand at Bucky's side.

The woman turns to her and Anastasia is taken by how beautiful she is, From her high cheek bones to her full lips, And bewitching hazel eyes.

Meanwhile, Isabelle's heart leaps into her throat, Vision warned her during their call yesterday that the couple she would be showing around had recently been in an accident. And he asked her not to ask or comment on their injuries as it's an extremely sensitive topic.

Of course she agreed, But now seeing the breath taking redhead with half her face covered with gauze, She can't help but wonder what exactly type of accident caused her and the man's injuries.

Were they robbed?

In a car accident?

Vision clears his throat when he catches Isabelle's eyes fixated on Anastasia's temple, Gaining her attention.

"Yes, I am." Isabelle replies, Taking Anastasia's hand. "It's nice to finally meet you, Anastasia."

"Well let's get going, shall we?" Bucky chimes in, Handing Rosie off to Wanda.

"Are you sure you don't mind watching her again?" Anastasia asks guiltily.

"Of course we don't mind." Vision says with his brows twisting together.

"Vis is right, This way you guys can spend the whole day finding the perfect little house! Plus it's so cold out there, Rosie doesn't need to be in and out of that wind." Wanda says, gazing down at the little angel in her arms.

"Okay, But if she gives you any problems just call one of us, okay?" Anastasia babbles, giving Rosie a kiss on the cheek as she grabs a baby fist full of Wanda's hair.

"She'll be fine, I promise." Wanda chuckles back.

Anastasia swallows thickly, Giving her a forced smile nod.

Bucky's strong hands brace either side of her dainty waist, pulling her back toward his chest.

"Come on, Doll. Let's find our dream house." He says in his honeyed tone voice, making her knees go weak.