Bucky Barnes Imagines

Part 3

You sat at the foot of Bucky's bed all day. You stared at him, waiting for him to wake up.

Your chin rested in your hand, and you almost fell asleep until Bucky's monitor started to beep faster.

Your head shot up, and your body followed. You rushed over to him. "Bucky?!" you yelled in a booming voice.

"Somebody help!" You screamed.

Two nurses ran in, one immediately went to checking the monitor and machine, and the other checked his pulse and temperature.

"We're loosing him!" one nurse yelled to the other. You bit your lip. You weren't going to let an avenger die.

"Come on Bucky," you whispered to yourself. While the nurses were going frantic Steve came running in a leaned heavily into the bars at the end of the bed.

You looked at Steve and his muscles were bulging.

"Now is not the end of the line Buck," Steve said.

After a minutes of rushing and hoping, the monitor went dead.

"No!" Steve and you yelled in unison. You looked at the screen and saw a flat, red line.

The nurses walked over to a corner and Steve's head went down. You took a step towards him and rubbed his back.

Your eyes were teary but you managed to speak. "I'm sorry Steve. I'm so, so sorry," you said, as you both started to cry.