Chapter 28

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I had just put JJ to sleep when I heard keys turn.

"Two days. No calls." I say as soon as Bucky walks in.

He doesn't answer. Sam follows him close behind. "I made sure he made it here" he says

"I don't need a sitter" Bucky complains as he collapses on the couch.

That's when I notice the light bruising on his cheekbone. If Bucky is bruised -even slightly- it's serious. My breath gets caught in my throat. Not again.

"W-- What happened to your cheek?" I ask

"A little girl kicked his ass" Sam chuckles

"You were leaving, Sam!" Bucky rolls his eyes.

"Your husband also jumped out of the jet and literally crashed to the ground. I have a video if you want to get a good laugh, Emily" Sam laughs

"You did what?!" I raise my voice at Bucky.

He willingly jumped off a plane...

I sigh and I make my way to the kitchen. I grab a frozen bag from the freezer and I return to them arguing again. I slap the bag on Bucky's cheek, ignoring his little sound of complain.

"He calls himself the White Wolf. I would have guessed White Panther since--" Sam talks but I cut him off

"What happened?!" I demand this time.

"We met the new Captain America" Bucky mocks

"And he made you like that?" I point at his bruise

"Of course not" he replies offended. "There were supersoldiers. New ones" he explains.

"No, that's not possible" my heart rate quickens.

"That's what I thought too until yesterday"

"Yesterday? You knew since yesterday, you went into a fight with them, and not for a moment you though of calling me? Or at least texting me? Me! The one person alive today that knows the most about supersoldiers and the serum?" I point out.

He looks down, apologetically. "Well, I'd appreciate if you at least called sometime in the last two days to tell me that you're ok, so I wouldn't lose my sleep" I say as I walk away and I lock myself in the bedroom.

I crawl on the bed and I bring a pillow to my chest.

"When this is over, we're over with the fights. We'll make up for the lost time, and take our life back" he promised me back in Wakanda.

"Are you going to leave us again?" JJ wonders, breaking my heart

"Never" he answers immediately, and hugs her tightly.

That memory comes back in my head and hits me in the feels. A single tear rolls down my cheek.

Because Bucky said he'll never leave but not even a month later, he's out there risking everything.

Almost 80 years ago, he fell from a moving train into his death -an event that changed everything-, and now he's willingly jumping out of moving planes. And he's jumping into fights with new -probably unstable- supersoldiers without a second thought.

Of course I worry about Bucky. I worry about him everytime he's out of my sight. Sometimes I am afraid that if I turn away for a moment, he'll dust off.

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