12 nightmare

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Cold. Darkness. All around. So cold. So dark. Then I saw light. I felt myself being lifted by two people. As they draged me down a dark hallway I looked at the two men.

"Who am I?" I asked.

They didn't answer.

"Where am I?"

Still no answer.

They walk me into a room with a chair. I stared at the chair for a minute. Then I remembered it. It was the chair that took my memories.

"No,no,no! Please don't." I yelled trying to fight to get away.

But they still managed to put me in the chair. They put the head piece on and then there were pulses.

I started screaming begging them to stop but they never did. Then everything went black....

I shot up in bed screaming. My bedroom door shot open and I tried to get away.

"Shel, Shel, Shel, Shel it okay." The person slowly walked up to me.

"James?" I said below a whisper.

"Yeah"

"Don't let them take me again."

"Who?"

"Hydra."

At that moment I saw something in him break.

He walked up to me and sat next to me. He pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arm around him.

"I promise I will never let Hydra lay another finger on you." He said.

I slowly drifted to sleep.

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When I woke up with weight on my stomach. I looked and saw Bucky with his arm draped over me.

Then memories of last night came back to me. I was truly scared that Hydra would come looking for me only to make me one of their soliders. That nightmare brought back some unwanted memories.

I tried to slip out of bed trying not to wake Bucky only to have him tighten his grip. I try to get up again and once again I holds me down.

"Buck." I said.

"Hmmm?"

"I need to get up."

"Mmhmm?"

I looked at him. His face was buried between my side and the blankets.

"Buck I need to get up if I want to go for a run before Steve."

He looked up at me. His blue eye are bright like he had the best night sleep in 100 years. He looked refreshed.

"Fine but only if I get to go with you."

I stared at him with shock. Even in WWI I always wanted to run on my own. He can't honestly think that has changed. I always had to run alone I don't know why but it never felt right to run with someone.

"Buck you know I have to run alo-"

"Nope if you want to run today you have take me with you."

I stared at him with disbelief. I let out a sigh.

"Fine" I said.

He gave a small smirk and I glared at him playfully.

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