I wake up with a jolt as I come out of my trance. I had another nightmare. I'm frequently visited by nightmares.
This was different though. Usually, my bad dreams are about Nat being taken or something else bad from my childhood, but nothing has been as bad as this nightmare.
I dreamt that Bucky and I were on a mission. We were getting ready to jump out of an airplane, and all of a sudden it blew up. I'm able to make it out and I also see Bucky jump, but his parachute doesn't open. I watch him plummet to the ground.
And that's where it ends.
I look at the clock and it's only 5:30. Steve might be the only one up by now. OH great, Steve!!! Why did I kiss him? That was so stupid of me, I don't even have feelings for him.
I decide to chance it and go out of my room, hoping I avoided Steve. I make my way into the kitchen and see Bruce drinking coffee.
"Hey kiddo, how are you today?"
"Eh, could be better. Any updates with Nat?" I ask him.
He looks at me and sighs.
"I wish I had better news for you, Violet, I really do. She's not getting much better."
I bite my tongue and lean across the counter.
"Well, I'm not giving up hope yet."
He smiles and tells me he's gonna bring her a banana. I watch as he leaves.
I sit in the kitchen and watch the sunrise. It's so beautiful out today. I love watching the sunrise, it brings me so much peace.
All of a sudden I feel a cold hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, Violet. I need to talk to you." Bucky says as he sits down next to me.
"Listen, I don't know how to say this but, I'm going to be gone. For a really long time. Fury is sending me out on a mission to the middle of Russia. I told him I wasn't ready to be back out there, but he insisted I go. I'm gonna be gone for 4 months at least. I'm sorry, Violet. Truly, I am."
I can't believe it. Steve actually went through with this.
I can't tell him though. I can't tell him that his best friend wants to get rid of him so badly. It would just crush him. I don't want him to go through that much pain.
"Wow, Buck, I'm so sorry. I can't believe Fury would do that to you. When do you leave?" I ask.
"Tomorrow morning."
I'm speechless.
"Violet, let's go out tonight. One final dinner before I leave. Is that good?"
"Oh that's perfect." I give a weak smile.
I can't believe I may never see Bucky again.
