Bucky. That's all Steve wanted and needed in his life. Before the war, during, and even after, all Steve wanted was his solider. His Bucky.
After the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D. Steve kept trying to find Bucky to bring him home. Everyone was against this...
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After I quickly got ready, I headed down to the living room and saw the twins sitting there.
"You kids ready?" I asked them.
"Yeah!" They said.
We headed down to my truck and climb in.
"Is there anywhere you kids want to try out since you are still getting used to America?" I asked.
"Oo can we go to Chick-fil-a?" Pietro asked.
"Of course. Wanda is that okay with you?" I asked wanting to make sure she wants it too.
"Yes that's fine with me Steve." She says.
I put the truck in drive and headed out. It didn't take long to get there.
"Alright. Get whatever you want. It's on me." I tell them.
"Are you sure?" Wanda asks.
"Yes. I'm sure. I want to get to know you both so I'm not going to make sure pay for your food" I tell them.
Once we order we go sit down in the back for some privacy. It didn't take long for our food and drinks to come out. We started eating and I decided to spark up the conversation.
"So, what would you like to share with me? I'm not going to pressure you both into telling me stuff you don't want to." I tell them softly.
"Well, um so growing up we didn't have much but we made the best out of it that we could. After Starks bomb came crashing into our apartment we saw it killed our parents and we waited for 3 days for it to go off but it never did. So then that began us growing up as orphans. We got revengeful and hateful towards the world and volunteered for experimenting with Hydra. By the time we got in there we realized we messed up and it was too late to get out. So we continued our work with them. While we were there, we found out who we thought were our parents weren't. We were actually adopted. They told us they found out our mother died giving birth to us. So it made us even more angry. And we both know that's not an excuse to join a terrorist group. Hopefully with us being with the avengers, we can start making up some of those wrongs." Pietro said.
"Yeah I agree with him. We were and still are so young and naïve we didn't really know fully right from wrong. We were just told we could get revenge and we were so angry at the time we didn't care what those consequences entailed but now we do and we are paying for them. I just hope we are good enough to help the team out" Wanda says softly playing with her fingers.
I lean back against the booth and look at both of them.
"Well the important thing is that you've owned what you did wrong and admitted why you did it instead of trying to lie your way out of it. You both are still so young and didn't really have good influence to show you right from wrong. I'm not saying that's an excuse but being raised to know the difference is important. However, you both are here now wanting to put in the work to make things right and that's all I ask. I will do whatever I can to protect you two from hydra agents getting you. Clearly you both know I have extreme problems with Hydra so I will fight to the death for you two. You both are more than welcome to come to me for anything at all and I mean that. I don't care how late it is. I will be that one constant person in your life to help you whenever you need it. Just ask okay?" I say to them.
They both nod their heads and smile. We finish up eating and leave. Before we make it back to the compound I stopped and got us some ice cream and continued talking. I told them about my childhood and growing up in the 20's and how everything is so different.
We eventually make our back to the compound and I drop the kids off. As I walk inside I see Sam sitting watching the news.
"Hey Sam are you busy?" I asked.
"No not really. Wants up?" He asks.
"Could you maybe help me with packing up my apartment? So I can move everything over this evening?" I ask
"Yeah of course. You wanna head over now?" He asks me.
"Yeah. Tony texted me earlier saying they should be there around 5:30 with the moving truck." I tell him.
"Alright well let's get moving!" He says.
We get into my truck and head over. I haven't been here since Bucky left. I slowly unlock the apartment and walk in.
As I step in, I can still smell him. My eyes start to tear up and my heart aches.
"Oh baby I miss you so much" I whisper as tears roll down my cheeks.
"You okay?" Sam asks.
"Yeah. Just really miss him you know? I should be used to not being around him because I thought he was dead for so long but just the little time we had together again..it just makes me crave his touch and love." I say sadly.
"Steve you can do this. Before you know it he will be back in your arms and you'll never have to let him go" Sam says.
I just nod my head and start packing things up. After 2 hours of packing and loading up the moving truck, I take one last look at this apartment before closing the door behind me.
There were so many memories here. Bucky coming home to me, our play fights, cuddling, several intimate moments, the comforting after nightmares, and more.
I make my way down to my truck and head out to the compound to unload all this stuff and put it away.
Thankfully Tony gave me the floor that's set up like a suite that way when Bucky comes, we have some privacy and an apartment feel to it. It can be our home until we are ready to have a place of our own.
After a long evening/night, I get everything unpacked and hung up. I was going through the last box and noticed some journals in there. Deciding I was too tired, I would read them tomorrow. I laid my head down and tapped the devices so I could hear Bucky's heart. The simple sound put me to sleep.
