Bailey Buchanan Barnes

Chapter 21 - My cure

I woke up to see a the person the call Stephanie staring down at me with curious eyes. 

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, a little creeped out. 

"Sorry." She said. 

"I was waiting for you to wake up, my darling." She lied. 

"Wait. What did you call me?" I asked. 

"My darling. We are engaged after all." She said, pulling a piece of hair behind her ear nervously, showing me her crimson ring. 

"I'll leave you to get changed and then we can talk this through with the others." She said, walking out of the room.

'Others? There are others?' I thought, mentally groaning. 

I got changed (Image above.) There were actually many others including the people who are my mission: Steve, Bucky and Steph.

Someone suddenly came up behind me and asked me: "How do we know that she's not going to kill us all right now?" He asked. 

Probably Tony. 

"One time our mother gave me permission to swear: She originally told me to say two different swear words: Damn and Ass. I said 76 different ones. Including the two original ones." I said, laughing at the memory. 

Yeah, that's the only memory HYDRA left me. They said I would need it for this mission and so they didn't want to erase it. 

"You ready?" He asked. 

"Not really. No." I said, shrugging my shoulders. 

"I can't remember a thing. HYDRA made sure of that." I said, tapping my head. 

I started, trying my best to remember as we went along and I started to chuckle. 

"Guys? My P.B.A's flaring up." I said, falling to my knees, clutching my head and hair in clumps in my balled-up fists. 

"She's not faking." Said Steve. 

"She is having a P.B.A attack. She used to have them before. Right Bucky?" He was not answering as he was too busy running to my side to calm me down. 

(Bucky's POV)

"Steve! You know what to do!" I shouted to Steve as he ran off. 

"Bailey! Becky! Sis! Look at me. Look at me!" I pleaded, tears running down my face. 

The first time this happened, she was sent to an asylum until the doctors found out about her mental illness. 

Her eyes were turning a pale purple-silver. 

"No. Steve! Hurry!" I shouted at the top of my lungs as he ran back into the room at full speed. 

Pulling out the dog tags from the small box, I wrapped them around her neck and her collar.

This is going to be a long night.