𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌, 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2

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━━━━━━━━━━ You opted not to sleep in the bed with Bucky, wanting to give him his own place to sleep for the night. The couch wasn't uncomfortable, but you didn't get that good of a night's sleep as your thoughts wandered to the situation at hand. How could you have possibly traveled back in time and to a completely different place? Where were the rest of your siblings?

The floorboards creaked underneath your pacing, causing Bucky and Elliott to wander into the living room. A simple clearing of the throat got you out of your head and looking up at the two men. You eyed Elliott before he went into the kitchen to get himself some coffee. Glancing back towards Bucky, you noticed that he seemed to be doing better than yesterday.

"Hey. How're you feeling today?"

His response was short, "Better. I heal faster than others."

The silence was awkward between you as you waited for him to say more, but nothing came out. "Do you mind if I take a look?"

With a small nod from Bucky, you came over to where he was standing and lifted a small part of the shirt he was wearing. Elliott didn't have anything that was really his size, so it was a bit small due to his broad shoulders. The wound was essentially a scar at this point, proving Bucky's point.

"Why'd you sleep out here?" Bucky questioned, pulling you from your inspection of his wound and back to him.

"Oh, I figured you might have wanted your own space... Plus, I didn't sleep that much anyway. Wouldn't want to be a bother."

"You're not a—"

"Coffee anyone?" Elliott peaked his head around the corner, "It's my own blend."

"I'm not that much of a coffee drinker," You responded.

"Uh, yeah, I'll take a cup. Just black," You heard Bucky reply.

You fell back onto the couch with a small sigh, "Besides, it's not that big of a deal Bucky. Not to mention we have bigger problems to deal with." You glanced over at Elliott, who was bringing out two cups of what you assumed was coffee. Giving him a small smile, he passed one cup to Bucky and the other he took a sip out of. The silence was deafening as they both were slurping out of their mugs.

A loud knock on the door broke Elliott out of his trance, "I'll go get that!" He set his mug down in the kitchen, hesitantly approaching the door. You watched as he opened the door and peered at the person on the other side of it, similarly to how he did with you and Bucky.

You side-eyed Bucky, a confused expression on both of your faces, "That man has a serious paranoia problem."

The door slammed shut and Elliott turned back to you and Bucky. "Sorry about the interruption— Ah!" Elliott shrieked.

Both yours and Bucky's heads popped up at the yell, energy began to form in tendrils around your fingertips. You heard the plates of Bucky's metal arm creak as he shifted it.

Your vision was obstructed by a wall, so weren't able to see who Elliott started talking to. "How'd you do that?"

"Don't really have time to explain." The voice was all too familiar to you. The red energy faded into the air, and you gave Bucky a small signal to back down. "Is that fresh?"

You stood up beside Bucky as the footsteps drew nearer to the living room. Once they entered the room, there you saw Five. A small smirk appeared on your face, "Hi Five."

"Son of a bitch," he murmured.

"What? Not happy to see your sister?"

Five's eyes traveled from you to Bucky, "What's he doing here?"

"I'm not sure Five. I was just about to ask you that. How the hell did we get here?"

"Listen Y/N, I don't have answers for you right now. All I know is that we don't have time for that at this moment." Five sighed.

You continued to stare at him with a blank expression before breaking out into a smile, "Missed you too, Five." Walking over to Five you gave him a small hug, "If I'm being honest, I was getting tired of the staring bionic machine and Mr. Paranoia."

"I heard that," Bucky said from his place... staring.

Five smiled at you, getting out of your embrace and moving closer to inspect the place. "How, uh, how long have you guys been here for?"

"Five years," You said. Five whipped his head around, but noticed that you were smirking at him, "Just kidding... only a day."

"Okay, that's not too bad," Five whispered to himself.

You walked back over to Bucky as Five inspected all the news articles and pictures that Elliott had taken of your siblings. "What's he doing?" Bucky whispered in your ear.

"I have no idea."

"Are these pictures of—"

"Yup," You interrupted Five with, "All throughout the years... Right, Elliott?"

Bucky elbowed Elliott in the side, "Huh? Oh yeah, yeah"

Five looked over at Elliott, "You took these pictures."

"Yeah...?"

"Now I need you to listen to me..." Five began charging Elliott across the room. You stepped out of the way as Elliott fumbled over the sofa, sputtering out words, "Elliott. Elliott. My name... My name's Elliott."

Five blinked in front of him, reappearing once Elliott made it over the couch, "Whatever, all right? I got ten days to find the rest of my siblings and save the world."

"Save the world?" Your face scrunched up, "Five... what're you talking about?"

Your brother let out a heavy sigh, "The apocalypse followed us here Y/N. And I need all your guys' help to do that."

"Of course, he just failed to mention that before," You muttered under your breath; Bucky let out a small scoff from beside you.

Elliott, who was still frazzled by Five, stuttered out his words, "You need... my... You know what? I, uh..." You watched as he started to rummage through the desk he was pressed up against, "I always thought that this, uh, mugshot looked like arrival number four." He pulled out a piece of paper with a familiar face on the front. You left Bucky's side and ventured to Five's.

"Diego," You both breathed out. Your brother mumbled to himself as he read over the article.

"So then," Elliott said, slightly out of breath, "That's helpful?"

Five folded up the piece of paper before you could finish reading it, "You have no idea." He pocketed the paper and blinked away.

"Oh— What! That little shit," You grumbled.

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