My Little Dove

Chapter 46

Doves POV:

3 weeks. It had been 3 weeks and still nothing.

"I sent in my letter today" I smile

I talk to him about what I put in it and how I was really nervous about it

"I really wish you were...here." I sigh

I look at his face. Tubes and cords. A monitor was the only thing giving him enough air to breathe.

I was trying to be strong. To be okay. He would want me to. But I can't.

I bury my face in his hospital bed. Sobbing my eyes out.

I sat with him every day for as long as they allowed me to. I talked to him. I brought him things. I kissed on him. Nothing. Not a movement or a sign of one.

I was devastated in every way. I was sick of waking up and him not being there with me.

I put his hand on top of my head and sob even harder into the sheets.

I was about to call it a day. Something I never did, but today was unbearable. Until I felt his hand move.

The smallest scratch on my head.

I take his hand and look at him.

"Bucky? Can you hear me?" I whispered

He gives me the faintest squeeze on my hand.

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Buckys POV (starting when Dove first started talking):

I heard her talking about her letter. I heard the tears in her voice. I heard every time she cried and professed her love to me.

I heard her pleading with me to wake up.

I couldn't do a thing. It felt like when you completely and utterly relax. The constant feeling to get up and move. But you can't. I can't open my eyes and look at her. I can't open my mouth and tell her everything would be okay. I couldn't give her a hug or a kiss.

I heard her break down. This wasn't a regular one. This one was filled with the pain and the hurt and the love. She wailed like this when she thought I was dead.

The feeling of being able to hear someone you love so unconditionally cry like that. Hurt like that. Was more painful than each stab I received.

I believe if she wasn't by my side. If Tony, Sam, and Steve were not by my side. I would be dead.

I needed her to know that I was here. That I can hear her and that I love her.

It took everything in me. Every muscle in my body to scratch her head.

I felt her take my hand in hers.

"Bucky? Can you hear me?" Her voice was muffled. She sounded like a dream.

I try to squeeze her hand.

I feel her touch my face and now nothing else than seeing her face was important to me.

It felt like 1,000 lbs were weighing down my eyelids. I couldn't. I felt the tears seeping from my eyes.

"I know you can do it" She whispers, kissing my cheek.

My eyes opened and the brightness of the lights was like staring straight into the sun.

Then there she was. That smile. That face.

"Hi" She cried

I open my mouth but no words came out.

I reach for her hand and she holds It. "I've missed you, Bucky" She sniffles