Reunited

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A little while later you open your eyes to sounds of raised voices coming from Bucky's room. You could make out two male voices getting into a disagreement. You could clearly make out Bucky's voice but the other was too muffled to make out. They must have been further away from the door. There was a loud bang on the door then what sounds like a scuffle.

"She is resting. She needs to rest. She hasn't had much sleep in the past few days. You going in there isn't going to be good right now. Plus we have no idea how she is going to react." Bucky's voice got a little softer but still had a stern tone.

"It will be fine, just let me in or I'll find another way in."

Your heart starts to race at the sound of Clint's voice. Closing your eyes you focus on the positive things that you have been working on. The warmth of the sun on your face this morning, the smell of your favorite coffee, even the little things that everyone does that gets on your nerves, feeling love again. You hear a loud thud against the closed door followed by the sounds of the two of them grunting. So, they are going to fight over little old me now? This is going to be interesting. Another loud bang on the door. "Shit! You didn't have to break it." Bucky's voice comes through the door. "I just got this phone too!"

"You don't need to go tattling to Tony or Steve about me being here." Clint's voice was a low gravely growl now.

The doorknob turns and you close your eyes keeping perfectly still. Blood rushing to your ears and your head starts pounding. Trying to take deep breaths and look like you are asleep was becoming impossible. The footsteps come closer to the bed and the bed dips as if something heavy was placed at the foot of it.

"Like I said, She is sleeping. Plus we have no idea what she will do once she sees you. " Bucky whispers coming from the foot of the bed.

A second pair of footsteps walks to the other side of the bed where you were facing. Stiffening your body and shallowing your breath you feel the other side of the bed dip down, but this time closer to your body. You feel your hair being brushed out of your face and placed behind your ear.

"I wouldn't get much closer. We don't know how strong she is. Hell, she threw me up against a wall this morning like I was nothing." Bucky whispers behind you.

"I'm not scared of a little strength. She is stronger, but still the same person inside." You feel the weight shift on the bed and his body warmth get closer to you. Then you feel a kiss being placed on your right cheek. You grit your teeth and your eyes shoot open,

the familiar red starts to enclose your vision. The pounding in your head is getting unbearable. You lock eyes with him and bare your teeth to him.

"Easy Y/N, remember all the good things. I don't want you upset with me, but I can't keep this going without being able to see-"He is cut off by your hand around his throat. You shoot up in the bed to a sitting position. Holding onto him you start to push him backwards onto the bed.

"Y/N! STOP!" Bucky goes to grab your arm, but you can see Clint holds up his left hand in Bucky's direction.

The haze becoming darker and more black in your eyes. You push Clint flat on his back and place a knee on his chest. You have been able to control enough to not squeeze your hand around his neck. His right arm comes up and pushes your knee off his chest. Then uses his whole body to push you off him and back against the wall next to the bathroom door. Your back hits the wall hard and a deep grunt escapes your mouth. You swing your right arm around trying to lay a blow wherever you could.

"Y/N stop this! Fight it! For me!" Clint's voice was breaking.

He deflects your right arm, grabbing your wrist and placing it above your head. He takes a step towards you so there was no space between both of your bodies. You look up into his eyes through the haze of red and black flashes. Meeting the sea of green, like the ocean of a grassy meadow on a warm spring day. You could feel his right hand around your left wrist sliding it above your head next to your right. You could feel the muscles in your arms start to tense as his face got closer to yours.

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