Bring me home (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Bring me Home

"I am doing my best here!" You heard ring through the halls of Stark Towers as you made your way down to the infirmary.
Tony had picked you up only a few weeks ago, so you were still trying to get used to life in the tower, surrounded by people who could snap your neck with one hand. They all said you were an important asset, and you suppose they weren't lying. Your powers.. Or power for that matter was fairly advanced and useful, but only because you made it that way.
You had found out that you could heal people when your little brother fell off his bike in fourth grade, he had a broken arm, but once you had touched him in a state of panic, his bones had all but healed. You went and got your nursing degree and was fresh out of school when a more colorful version of a swat team showed up and told you they needed you to come with them.
In the few short weeks you had been here you formed a connection with Steve most of all. He had paid attention to and cared for you like an older brother would. He was also counting on you. You knew he had a friend type brother relation who had at one point tried to kill everyone in this building, but now he was trying his hardest to find him.
One night after you had stepped out of the shower and toweled off your hair there was frantic knock at the door. You threw on some clothes and rushed over only to find Steve on the other side of it. He was in full uniform and looked horribly exhausted,"I found him." He said, his voice shaky and thin. You looked him over and nodded,"I'm coming," you said softly and followed him down the hall to the infirmary.
"I'm doing my best here!" You heard and Steve looked back at you anxiously and quickened his pace, 'that must be him,' you thought. Once Steve busted into the room, you close on his heel, you two were greeted by the sight of a very disheveled looking man with his head in his hands being harshly questioned by none other than Tony Stark. "You have to try to remember! What is HYDRA planning?" He basically yelled. The man only shook his head before Steve stepped between the two,"Tony! Please not now!" He yelled, sending the two into a vicious argument.
This man very obviously needed medical attention, but you couldn't help him with Steve and Tony engaged in an all out screaming match,"both of you out!" You yelled and they stopped, staring at you, before stalking out of the room.
You walked cautiously over to this broken looking master assassin and placed a hand on his shoulder, making his head snap up. You retracted your hand and stepped back slightly,"Um, I'm (y/n), the nurse here. You're hurt.. I can help with that." You bumble awkwardly and he nods stiffly sitting up a little straighter. You notice that his left arm is made entirely of metal and then that he has very obviously been shot in the leg, blood soaking his pants.
You take a deep breath and grab a pair of surgical scissors,"please lay back." You say softly and he does as you say. You may be able to mend skin, but you can't will the bullet out of this man's leg. You begin to cut the fabric away from his skin to expose the wound and examine it, knowing that his dark eyes are trained on you. Once you have gotten the bullet out of his leg, you take a deep breath and close your eyes. Placing your hand just over the wound you feel your hand warm, and his eyes snap to you. The wound closes, the muscle repairing itself and you step back to go wash your hands,"Thank you." You hear a raspy voice behind you. You shrug slightly and turn around, smiling some,"it's my job."
You rinse your hands off and turn back around, seeing that he's still watching you, you look down,"I'll, uh, go get Steve then." You turn to go,"Bucky." He says before you leave. "My name is Bucky." He mutters, as if to assure himself. You nod slightly and walk out into the hall where Steve is waiting anxiously.
"I removed the bullet from his leg and repaired the tissue and muscle. He may have some pain, but I'll give him some pills for that." You relay to him quickly. He watches you intently and takes a deep breath. "I need to ask a huge favor of you (y/n).. Actually two really." Steve says quietly, not meeting your eyes. You look up at him, waiting for him to continue and he crosses his arms over his chest.
"Bucky is.. Different than he was. I know he would remember everything if he could.. But.. He can't." Steve nearly whispers,"I need you to help him. He won't let me near him, he doesn't trust me. But he does you.. I need you to help him remember (y/n).." Your eyes widen when you realize what he's implying and you back up,"Steve..." You mutter,"I can mend tissue, even bones. But his mind.. I-I don't even know if that's possible." You say running a hand through your hair. " please." Rasps Steve,"I need you to try.."

AN: This is my first fic, so please excuse any mistakes. Feedback is always appreciated, thanks!