Chapter Sixteen

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After the three of us fell asleep, I woke up to Bucky's metal arm on my thigh and the other one around my shoulders. I blushed and gently removed myself from him and slowly walked to the front of the jet.

"Sir, when are we going to land?" I asked the pilot, he glanced up at me before his eyes went back to the sky ahead, "We should be landing in about 30 minutes. Go ahead and wake up the rest of the Avengers, they will need to buckle up."

I turn and head back to seats, Bucky is looking around with panic in his eyes. "What are you looking for?" I asked and sat in my original seat. His eyes settled down once they found me.

"I thought you left." Was all he said before gently shaking Steve awake. "We will be landing in about thirty minutes." I say once Steve is aware of everything.

"Okay. I'm going to go sit in the co-pilot seat." Steve was up and rushing towards the cockpit before Bucky or I could say anything.

I glanced at Bucky before looking at my shoes. "So, Bucky, how are doing?" I finally break the silence after five minutes. He didn't even move. "Bucky? Are you okay?" I asked again and moved over next to him.

Once again, he didn't move or anything.

I sigh and grab his hand. He jerked away and went to the other side of the jet. Annoyance crossed over his features before going to the stone stare.

"James. What the hell is your problem?" I growled and crossed my arms, his eyes shot up to meet mine. "You left when things got hard that's not what Marines are suppose to do." He hissed at me before towering over me.

I stood up as well. For being 5'8, I can handle myself against his 6'2 figure. "I had other things to do, and not just sitting in a damn tower." I growled again at him and stood toe to toe with him.

His fist clenched and he slammed me against the wall. "You blew up because you were having a family feud. You are just an immature brat," He seethed in my face.

Why does this bother him so much? He didn't even talk to me a lot.

"If I am a brat, then why do you care if I leave?" I pushed him away from me about the time the buckle up sign comes on. I plop down as he does across from me.

The jet finally comes to a halt and Steve emerges from the cockpit. He has a smile on his face until he senses the tension between us. "So, Tony is here to pick us up."

I grabbed my duffel and pushed by him and down the ramp. "

"Hey, girly." Tony grinned at me before popping the trunk for my bag. He took it from me as I fell into the back seat. I am courtesy even though I am pissed off.

Steve and Bucky followed suit after a few seconds. Steve had irritation in his blue eyes as Bucky had anger. I probably had annoyance and anger in mine as well. Maybe a little hurt, since he really doesn't care about me.

Steve fell in beside me as Bucky climbed into the front seat, "Let us go home."


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