My Promise

3

Bucky sat in the lounge room on Steve's floor. He was looking at the maroon book. And the little picture that sat on top. The blank side was still facing up. He reached for it.

He studied the picture. It had two people. One was the girl but she had longer hair. She was smiling and was looking up at the guy she was hugging. Clean shaved, short hair. His left arm was around her shoulders, the other held her arm that was wrapped around him.

His face seemed like he was adored the girl. Like he never wanted to leave her side. He knew it was him.

It was taken in front of a building. He picked up the book and opened it

He went past the first blank page. He put the book down. He can't bring himself to do it. He had no problem reading everything else, but this is too hard for him.

The elevator ding. He got up and went to see who it was. Steve walked in with the girl.

"What are you doing with her." He demanded. "She may be dangerous."

"We've known here since ninth grade Bucky, she could barely hurt a fly."

"So where you there when she attacked me?" He crossed his arms over his chest. Steve sighed and walked past his friend.

He opened the door across from Steve and next to Bucky's room.

"Hey, Buck, can you hold Abigail for me?" Steve called from the room. As soon as Bucky walked into the room, Steve put her in his arm's.

She grabbed his shirt and curled into him, a soft sigh escaped her small frame. He looked down at the girl. The urge to protect her came out of nowhere.

Steve finally was done with making the bed and turned around to see his friends. Bucky was looking at her longingly. Abigail curled up in his arm. He smiled sadly at them.

"Okay Buck, give her to me so she can sleep." He reached out to take her, but Bucky held her closer to him. "Bucky?"

"She needs a light, and some music to play while she sleeps." He walked pass Steve put her on the bed. "I'm going to turn on the bathroom light, go get something for her to listen to." Bucky put her on the bed and pulled the blanket upon her, and went to the bathroom.

Steve went to grab something that plays music. When he came back in, he found Bucky looking at her, his face close to hers. "Bucky, what are you doing?" Steve laughed softly.

"I'm trying to figure out how I knew that she was scared of the dark and quiet rooms." He slowly lifted his head and looked at Steve. He walked up and grabbed the radio and played a station that had soft music, and looked at her again.

Steve looked at the two. "Hey Buck, I'm going to bed. You should too, we'll talk to her tomorrow morning, okay?" He heard him sigh and nod his head.

"Steve." He heard him say his name, so he turned around. Bucky was still looking at the girl. "When she's around me, call me Winter Soldier. I don't want her vision of me, uh, Bucky, to change. I want her to remember him as a hero, not, what I really am."

"Anything for you Buck. Just know, if she finds out about it later than know. She'll be more hurt." He left his friends in there.

~~~Time Skip~~~

Steve woke up at six o'clock on the dot, like any other day. He walked out to the kitchen and found Abigail standing in there, wearing the white button up, and a pair of boxers that stopped above her knees, the shirt just ending above the boxers. The sleeves that were rolled up at the elbows, where now hanging past her fingertips.

"Abigail, what are you doing up at this hour, you usually sleep till at least ten, maybe eleven?" He scratched his arm.

she turned to him. "Oh, uh, I wanted to make breakfast, but, I don't know how to use this stuff, the fifties are really advance. Maybe when Howard finally shows up, he'll teach me." She scratched her cheek.