Bucky Barnes and his Adventure of Being a Single Father

Chapter One

Part 1———
A phone call from the police department at four in the morning wasn't what Bucky Barnes was expecting. He was sleep deprived and the officers words slurred a little but what made everything clear was the mention of his daughters name, Nicola. His black car engine was being revived as he continued on the phone. "Your ex-wife was charged of possession  of restricted substance with the intent to distribute. While the court is deciding how long Vanessa is in jail, you will have full custody of your daughter." Explained the officer he has not learned the name of. 

When he got to the station the little four year old girl was sitting on a chair with a female police officer keeping her company. The little girls eyes matched her fathers, but at that point they were glassy and tired. When he entered the station she didn't see him at first. His foot steps were too quite for her to hear, a habit he still has even with heavy big boots. "Nicola." Bucky says, but his voice sounds distressed. "Daddy!" She gasps surprisingly at the site of him. He picked her up and hugs her tightly, but not too tightly.

Her rubs her back softly;he can hear her sniffles in his right ear. "Are you Mr. James Barnes?" Asks the lady at the desk. The little girl pops her head off his shoulder at the sound of the lady's voice. "Yes ma'am." She takes out a clip board,"Fill this out and you and your daughter may leave. Sometime soon you should get a phone call or a letter on the mail explaining everything." He nods, and fills out the paper work.  Bucky's hand writing is what Steve Rogers would have called chicken scratch. Steve's was all ways nice and neat but Bucky's was sloppy and rushed. "Papa what's going to happen to mommy?" He let out a loud sigh," Mommy is going to be away  for a while because she did a bad thing." He didn't know how else to explain it to her. 

When he finally finished he placed her in the car seat in his car;she was barley awake. She was asleep by the time they got home, it almost being six in the morning. He laid her down in his bed because she always claimed his was better then hers because it kept the monsters away.  He was tired, but he needed to call Steve. Bucky always had her a couple days at a time, even if he did try to have her longer Vanessa always fought him about it.

"Bucky?" Steve asks questionably. His breathes were heavy, probably out on his morning run, Bucky thought.

"I have full custody of Nicola now. Vanessa got put in jail. I'm not really sure how I'm going to do this single father thing really." That was something Steve didn't expect. "I'm about two blocks away from your apartment. Maybe I can snag some breakfast for us all on the way. Does she still like orange juice?" Bucky let's out a small laugh," When does she not like orange juice." He responds jokingly.