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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I woke up this morning delisously sore. I look over and see Bucky laying on his stomach with sheets draped over him. I slowly get up so I won't wake him up and head downstairs to the main compound kitchen.
As I start making my coffee, I heard footsteps and assumed it was Bucky.
"Hey baby, the coffee is almost ready." I say turning around to greet him but some face to face with my sister instead.
I froze. We really haven't interacted a lot since she has been here. Bucky has been keep her at a distance from me and I don't completely blame him.
"Um hi" she says nervously.
"Hi" I say but it soon gets awkwardly silent.
The coffee finishes and I pour myself a cup. "Do..do you want some coffee?" I asked.
"S..sure" she stutters out.
I grab another mug and pour her some. I know I need to be the bigger person and offer the olive branch like I did with Bucky.
"Why don't we go sit outside on the terrace. I think we have a lot to talk about." I tell her softly but firm.
She just nods her head and follows me out. We sit down and sit in somewhat of a comfortable silence until I break it.
"So, are you adjusting okay here?" I asked.
"Sorta I guess. Nat has been helping me a lot but it's still a lot." She says.
"I get that. When Bucky first came back to me, we spent months getting him adjusted. Heck, even I am still adjusting and I have been out of the ice for a while now." I tell her.
She just nods her head listening to me.
"Can I know your story?" She asks.
"Well, after I was born, I wasn't predicted to live long. I had several health issues. Mom did her best to help me out while working. However, with money tight but then, there wasn't a lot she could do. If it wasn't for Bucky I probably would've died a long time ago. When I got sick and mom couldn't stay home to take care of me, Bucky always came over and nursed me back to health. Mom knew about us and how we felt which soon resulted in him moving in with us. Once Bucky got his papers for the war, I was determined to go with him. I hated bullies and I still do. I would always get into fights that he would save me from. Anyways, I tried one more time to get enlisted into the war and finally a doctor saw my potential. Little did I know, it was for the super soldier program. I was eventually selected to take the serum and well it worked. I got involved in the war fighting HYDRA. Long story short, I thought I lost Bucky, and I couldn't let the plane I was fighting on keep flying because of the bombs. So I crashed the plane hoping it would've killed me so I could be with Bucky. But here we are today." I tell her.
"Was it hard for you adjusting to the new Bucky?" She asked.
"Yes. Because I knew the old Bucky and seeing him so hurt and broken crushed me. That is why I did everything I could to save him and help him. I knew he would never be like he used to be, but I also knew my Bucky was there. I don't care nor will I ever care what version he was. He was and is the love of my life and I would battle and fight for him all over again if that meant getting to where we are right now." I tell her.
She just nods taking in what I said.
"I don't even remember mom. I was so young when they took me, that I remember being raised by red skull. For the longest time I thought what they were doing wasn't bad until I was able to actually understand what they were doing. That is when they started whipping my memory. I refused to work with them so they turned me into a puppet. Eventually as the years went on, they used me as the first black widow experiment. Which eventually lead to the opening of the red room. Of course that is where I met Nat. We grew close and were able to escape together until they found us. I decided to sacrifice myself so she could be free. Queen Hydra got her hands on me and used me as a pon in her games and to get Nat to do what she wanted. I didn't completely agree with the way Nat went about things. It could've been handled differently but it is what it is at this point. She is out and so am I. Now we just gotta finish Hydra off so we can start our forever." Steph says.
"Did you and Bucky ever work together?" I asked.
"Not that I can remember. I think there were a few times he was at the red room training the other widows and we trained against each other. But other than that, we never did missions together. They couldn't risk sending me out too much afraid I would escape again." She said.
"What did you do to Gemma?" I asked. When the question came out, her body froze.
"Um, I had a device that controlled me most of the time instead of trigger words. Anyways, once the device was activated, I couldn't do anything other than orders. So Queen Hydra, had me torture Gemma a lot. She hated her and I never understood why until I got here. I am sorry for what I did to her. But it wasn't my choice." She tells me.
"I get that and I understand it. But myself and mainly Bucky are very one edge with you and Nat around. Especially Nat after everything she has done to betray us. So if he seems cold and short tempered with you, its because he doesn't trust either of you. And honestly neither do I, but I am willing to start allowing you to build that trust. Just don't make me regret it because I can only control my husband so much." I tell her.
She nods her head and we continue talking and getting to know each other. It was a good morning, and I thinking the beginning of a good sibling relationship.
