El Mañana - A Bucky Barnes FanFiction-

Reunion

Guest: Hi, thanks for the review. Sorry about the line breakers thing and yeah I agree with you on that. This story was originally supposed to be updated a lot sooner but life gets in the way. Anyway I hope you continue to like the story and not get too confused with all the OCs :D.

Oddball: Haha Odd as always, love you so much girl. Well more Bianca/Jessica is to come so stay tuned, and yes more Bucky/Jo ness is about to come believe me. I am sorry that I take so long to update, work is so freaking hectic. I am shocked I even found a way to publish this story .. Thank you so much for your patience!

Jo: Lol Totally.

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Sorry I took so long to update. Life is...challenging. ANyway new chapter! let me know what you guys think Ill try to update as soon as possible. Plus guest star whoot whoot. Let me know what you think of DP ;).

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Bucky had trouble sleeping after the whole revelation. That and the pounding headache that surfaced from recalling too much too fast. He was still processing the memory that had rolled through his mind and all he knew now of Joanna.

He still didn't know how he felt about her and Tony. By his calculations it was a incident that happened several years ago and Bucky and her had gotten together long after that.

He wished he could remember.

It was getting increasingly frustrating, he was tired of being restless over the matter and left his room. He headed to the kitchen to fill his stomach with anything to distract him from his thoughts. He travelled down the dark corridor, entered the large room and made a beeline to the fridge.

He pulled open the hefty door and gazed about the contents lazily. Jude and Jack kept their food supplies stocked to perfection, there were all sorts of delicious ingredients within the fridge, but Bucky had his eye only on one object.

A carton of milk.

He grabbed the tall, rectangular box, shut the door, picked up a ceramic mug from the dish rack and meandered over to the counter in the middle. He straddled the wooden stool and poured himself a glass of milk while running his fingers through his tousled hair.

"I knew it."

Bucky stopped sipping at his glass of milk and posed his lips at the rim of the crystal and looked in the direction of the voice.

It was Joanna. She was leaning against the frame of the entrance. She was smirking smugly in his direction and her eyes were narrowed playfully. She was dressed down in to a long pair of plaid pajama pants and white tank top.

"I told Jack you were the milk thief but he was all like, there is no way a badass like that enjoys milk." Joanna continued to babble on while approaching him. She stopped by the counter to pick up the jar of cookies stored in a ceramic bowl, shaped like a sitting panda.

Bucky was taken aback by how easily she slipped on to the stool beside him. He wasn't accustomed to someone being so close to him without a hidden agenda. He eyed her speculatively, she had pulled off the head of the inanimate panda and had her hand shoved into the jar.