Running from HYDRA

Novacaine

A few weeks had passed, January was almost over. It was snowing in Bucharest during the morning. Bucky laid in bed. It was day off from work. Igor gave him a day off due to working hard while Misha slacked off. Violetta stayed overnight with him. She laid next to him bed. Plus, Violetta's aunt flow showed up two nights ago. He enjoyed the blow jobs she gave him. He decided to get out of bed and make breakfast for them. Bucky hit the button to turn on the coffeemaker for morning coffee. Violetta groaned as she began to have cramps again. Bucky would have to get some pain killers for her along with plenty of chocolate. He remembered what his sisters endured during their time of the month. When Violetta woke up from bed, she made her way to the bathroom to change her pad into a clean one. She could smell Bucky's cooking inside the bathroom. After she left the bathroom, Violetta walked into the kitchen. Bucky finished making breakfast.

"Morning." He said.

"Hello stranger." Violetta replied. She sat down at the kitchen table.

"Breakfast is ready." Bucky said as he got plates out of the cabinet. He got forks and knives out of the drawer.

"What are we having for breakfast?" Violetta asked him.

"Pancakes." He answered. Bucky put two pancakes on each plate.

"Spoiling me, Barnes." Violetta replied.

"I have to spoil you. Besides, Valentine's day is coming up in a few days." Bucky told her as he came over with the plates. He placed them on each side of the table.

"What you want to do?" She asked.

"Just a homemade dinner and a movie at your place." Bucky answered.

"Alright." Violetta said. She began to eat her breakfast.

Bucky sat down at the table. He cut down his pancake with a knife and a fork. When he was in HYDRA, they made me eat like an animal when he completed a mission. He didn't eat and got beat up by his handlers when he failed a mission. They abused him with anything they could use on him. He had scars all over his body from fights. Bucky slowly ate his breakfast. Violetta finished her. She went over to the kitchen sink, and she washed off the plate. Bucky was done eating his breakfast. Violetta came over and took hiss plate then she kissed him. Bucky kissed her back.

"I was going to get that done." Bucky whispered.

"Well, I'm helping you out." She said smiling.

"You're lucky to be beautiful." Bucky smirked.

"Trying to get laid." Violetta smirked back.

"Nah, I know your cycle is going on. Frankly, I'm not type of man who loves a bloody show on his penis." Bucky told her.

"Aren't you a gentlemen, Barnes." Violetta said as she took his plate away. She washed it in the kitchen.

"I try to be." Bucky told her as he got off the chair. He picked her up and put her on the counter.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "It is our day off. What you want to do, Bucky?" Violetta asked him.

"Go shopping for you during your monthly cycle." He said.

"Stash box?" She asked.

Bucky nodded. "I've been around women." He said. "I had to get stuff for my mom and my sister when they got theirs." He replied.

Bucky didn't want to mention it was during the pre World War II days. Rebecca and his mother had used cotton cloth during their monthly cycles. He remembered since it was taboo subject back then versus now. They would wash it out in hot soapy water after each use. One day, he got them pads from the money he got from his mill money.  Rebecca hugged him. She was still a teen when he left her behind in Brooklyn. About seventy years later, she was an old woman in a wheelchair with a nurse by her side. She was still lovely in her late eighties. She got married to a wonderful man. They had celebrated almost fifty two years of marriage. Rebecca made two beautiful children in that marriage. A son and a daughter within five years of each other. They gave her grandchildren. Her son made her a grandma when he was 22. Now, she was a great grandmother. A part of him wished he was never drafted into service. He would be an old man watching over his grandchildren and great grandchildren play. He was drafted to the war. Bucky left Brooklyn behind for the war.