Bucky Barnes || One Shots

The Long Run (Part 2 to Who's She?)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Doctor!Reader

Summary: After discovering that you're Bucky's secret girlfriend, Sam invites you on a mission with them. When Buck gets injured and you save his life, you give him news that will change the both of your lives for the better and Bucky has a very important question to ask you.

Word Count: 4.9k

Warnings: Mentions of blood, B being shot, near death experience, mentions of pregnancy, angst

"Absolutely not." Bucky told Sam. "No way. We have to find someone else to do it."

"I'm sorry- do you have any other secret girlfriends lined up?" Sam asked, crossing his arms. "Because from what I understand we're supposed to be doing this all under the radar and you and I don't exactly have a lot of friends right now."

Bucky stood his ground, staring down the man in front of him. "I'm not bringing her into this."

"You brought her into this as soon as you decided to date her and she knows that."

Bucky scoffed, rolling his eyes before shoving his finger into Sam's chest.

"You know- I knew I should have never brought you back to my house." Bucky said. "I knew I should have let Romanoff have you instead of bringing Y/n into this."

Sam sighed, stepping away from Bucky, understanding that he was putting him in a difficult situation. Not even a month ago when Sam was shot during a mission, Bucky had brought him and Natasha Romanoff back to your shared home so you could patch him up. Until then, you had remained a secret to them- Bucky being sure to never even mention your name. He kept your relationship a secret from not only the world, but the team to ensure your safety. The last thing he could ever bare despite everything he had been through was for you to get hurt- especially if it was because of him.

Sam could understand. He would be lying if he said he wasn't afraid of the people around him getting hurt because of his choices. A part of him was envious of Bucky for being able to keep you such a secret, ensuring your safety. He understood that Bucky risked his only sense of normalcy to save him and that you- a stranger to him until that night- risked your safety to help him.

He knew he could only ask so much, but he also knew that you were the best choice.

"I get it, Buck." Sam told him finally, placing his hand on his shoulder. "I know why you're worried, but she'll be fine. If I thought there was any way she could get hurt, I wouldn't even suggest it, but she'll be so far away-"

Bucky shook his head, crossing his arms.

"I'm not calling her. Find someone else." Bucky told him finally, seating himself in a flimsy folding chair across the room.

"Fine." Sam threw his hands up in the air in defeat. "I guess I'll just find someone else to be our getaway driver."

With that, Sam left the room, making a phone call through the door.

A half an hour filled with silence later, Sam and Bucky heard a car pull up outside the small abandoned building. Quickly glancing at each other, they both stood up, making their way out of the room and towards the entrance of the building. Without opening the door they heard knocking coming from the other side. Just as Bucky's hand went to pull on the door handle, Sam's hand stopped him, holding his wrist.

"Before-"

Glancing from Sam's hand on his wrist to his eyes, Bucky furrowed his eyebrows. "Who did you call?"

"Look, b-before you get mad-" Sam attempted to reason.

That was enough for Bucky to pull Sam's hand off of his wrist and yank open the door. On the other side he was immediately met with your face staring back at him.