Torn {Bucky Barnes FanFic}

Chapter 30

"Clothes upstairs, beds everywhere, couches too if you don't want to double up. Food, coffee, water, booze, soda, all in the kitchen, help yourself to whatever," I rambled as I led everyone into the house.

Bucky grabbed my hand for a moment and pulled me aside while the others continued into the kitchen.

"I'm going to go find some clothes upstairs, I'll be back in a few minutes," he muttered.

I nodded, slightly confused about the hush-hush nature of his actions. "Yeah," I whispered. "Yeah, go ahead."

He thanked me softly, kissed my cheek, and disappeared up the stairs. I furrowed my eyebrows and walked towards the kitchen, where there seemed to be a very lively conversation happening. I heard my name spoken, and paused at the doorway so that I was still unseen.

"So, they're like together, together?" Scott was in the midst of saying. "For how long?"

"Hard to say, exactly," Clint spoke up. "They kept it quiet for a long time."

"I've got say, I am shocked. He's just so...scary."

"Not with Cara," Wanda was talking now. "He's different with her."

"He's like he used to be," Steve said quietly.

Someone laughed lightly.

"You know it's weird," Clint pondered. "Not that long ago, I couldn't imagine him with anyone. Now, I can't even imagine them apart."

"God, they love each other so fucking much it makes me want to vomit," Sam muttered.

I smiled slightly and came off the wall, walking into the kitchen. They all fell silent as I entered and went to the refrigerator.

"Oh, don't mind me. Please, keep discussing my relationship."

"Cara-"

I didn't even let the sentence leave Steve's mouth. "I was kidding, Cappie. I don't give a shit."

I opened the fridge and pulled out two beers. Clint and Sam chuckled at Steve's discomfort, but stopped when I glared at them.

"So, what are we going to do?" Sam asked quietly. "We're here, safe, and that's great, but we can't just hide forever."

I sighed. "As much as it sucks to say, I think we're going to have to lay low for a while. Play defense, you know."

There were murmurs and nods of agreement.

"It's been a long couple of weeks. Everyone just take tonight to rest up and relax a little bit," Steve announced. "We can make a firmer plan tomorrow."

"Sounds like a good idea," I sighed, taking the beers off the counter.

"So, where did Mr Barnes slip off to?" Clint teased. "I mean, it's been a while since you two have been together, if you know what I'm sayin."

I flicked him off and rolled my eyes. Sam and Scott roared with laughter as Clint returned the gesture.

"I'll be upstairs," I grumbled, walking out of the kitchen. "See you guys in the morning."

I left and walked upstairs, looking through the bedrooms for Bucky. The door next to the room I had been in was slightly ajar, and I walked inside. It was a sort of media room with an attached balcony. The doors to that were also opened. Bucky sat on the edge of the balcony, feet dangling over the side of the roof, smoking a cigarette.

"I didn't know you smoked."

Bucky quickly put the cigarette out and dropped the butt into a dead potted plant nearby.