A story about a geek and the quest for her perfect man......... who just happens to be on pretty much everyone's Most Wanted list. Yikes!
Maggie Grace works at Stark Industries and has fallen in love with The Winter Soldier - Bucky Barnes. Unfor...
I stared at him. Yes. He was right. It was. It was four years since my life had effectively been cut short and I had left everything and everyone behind that I once knew.
Four years since I discovered I had killed the man I loved.
I pressed myself up against the counter, as if it would somehow magically absorb my body and stop Steve from being able to reach me, but it didn't.
He stood right in front of me. "Oh Maggie......my little Magpie......I've missed you so much." His voice was full of emotion and he reached forwards and hugged me tightly.
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I was shocked at the feel of another human being touching me, it had been so long. I didn't know how to react, but somehow, I found that my arms were reaching up and going around Steve's waist and I was holding him too.
Suddenly, the feeling of being hugged was too much and I burst into tears. I pulled away. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "Why did you come?"
He looked at me with some hesitancy. "I came because I've been looking for you for a long time. You were my friend and you left. Friends don't do that."
I stared at him, trying to work out what the catch was. "But why?" was all I could say. "Why come after me? I did what was best for everyone when I left. I did you all a favor."
I looked away. I couldn't stand the look of sadness in his eyes, and I suddenly wondered if he had come for revenge.
"What do you mean? A favor?" Steve sounded confused. "I don't understand Maggie. What is it that you think is so terrible that you can't stand to be around me anymore. What have I done to you?" and he sounded genuinely worried.
I couldn't believe it. He wondered what I'D done? Seriously?
"Steve" I said as calmly as I could in-between muffled sobs. "I murdered your best friend." I waited for the aftermath.
He looked at me and frowned. "What on earth do you mean? Murdered who?"
My God I thought, is he going to string this out forever?
Through tear stained eyes, I looked up at him and said softly, "Bucky. I murdered Bucky."
"What!"
I turned and opened the hatch to the counter and ran back out into the kitchen. Steve followed. "Maggie.....why do you think killed Bucky?" he asked quizzically.
I swung round. "Because Tony Stark told me the Winter Soldier was dead, and I remember shooting him. That's how!" and I burst into tears again.
It was true, when Tony Stark had told me about the demise of Bucky, it had triggered those last few memories, and I vividly remembered raising my pistol to his head and pulling the trigger.
