Mending Hearts

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ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

Waking up the next morning to an empty bed sent a strange feeling through my body, but the sound of the shower running instantly calmed me. He's still here... Pulling the covers over my head I curled back up and shit my eyes, enjoying the dark and relaxing sound of water. The sound soon stopped and I soon heard walking towards the bed, and just the thought of who it was made me grin.

"You gonna get outta there n tell me or have I gotta drag you outta bed?"

I smiled for a second at the familiar voice, then panic made me sit bolt upright as I realised it wasn't my super soldier, but in fact my favourite spy. I looked at her stunned, both from the fact she was in my room but also how amazing she looked in my leggings and tank top. Can she not be that hot for 2 seconds!?!

"Don't make me ask again you fucking gnome, I may love you but don't think I won't take that duvet and-" she began to threaten me with the face I knew meant she was deadly serious.

Interrupting her before she could intimidate me too much I spoke, "okay okay, I'm getting up... what's all the hurry for?" I was stood in front of her now, grateful I'd fallen asleep still in my joggers and tank top. She lifted a brow, knowing I'd heard her question but chose to ignore it.

Nat sighed, sitting on the side of my bed and patting the bit beside her so I sat down too. "What's going on between you and Win- uh Bucky" she asked, sudden hesitation in her voice. I was confused at the nickname that nearly slipped, but chose to ignore it.

"Nothing we just hang out a lot... we're friends I guess" it was a terrible lie, I knew before even saying it she'd never believe it. But I don't know what we are, or what's going on exactly. The raised eyebrow forces me to explain, "we're hanging out a lot yes, but Nat I don't know what's going on between us really. It's hard to explain but I'm really enjoying it and I want whatever it is to carry on... I'm happy, okay?" I was grateful to explain my feelings to someone, but by the unreadable expression on the red head's face something was wrong.

She sighed, looking at the floor "how much do you know about him? About his past?" When her blue eyes met mine, I could see the worry swirling in them. Why does his past matter? He doesn't know much of mine either.

"Why would whatever his past is matter? Nat, not many people in here know mine so I can't be one to talk about things like that. It doesn't matter, he's harmless anyway." The scoff that left her mouth made me angry, he couldn't hurt a fly. "Nat seriously, I've spent more time with him than most of you, you all shut him out that's not his fault. You don't take time to get to know him he's-" I was quickly cut off by the spy standing up and yelling.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT WE DO ELLIE!" She was furious, evidently at my defence of my super soldier. But why?

Choosing the best option, I left my room and the spy. Being outside sounds like the best option right now, my heads spinning and the best way to stop it is some fresh air. Nat calls after me but I don't listen, and pass a confused Vision in the hallway, "hey Vision, bye Vision" is all I say as I pass.

Once I'm outside, I walk far enough that I can't hear anyone near the entrances of the compound before flopping down and lying in the grass. I stare up at the slightly cloudy sky, the balls of fluff saving my eyes from being scorched by the sun, and wonder what Nat meant when she said I didn't know what they know. Everyone knows something I don't? But Bucky barely speaks to anyone but Steve... how could they know anything? I think back to what Tony said when I found him and Steve arguing over Bucky staying here, "he's a murderer" flashed in my mind and I panic. Was Tony right?