A Stucky Story

The Asset and The Tornado

Bucky didn't mind the rain too much. He's always found it interesting on how the sky can cry for so long. It was the lighting and thunder that bothered him. He didn't like the sudden bright flash and sudden noise that followed right after.

Steve knows Bucky hates thunderstorms, heck, he didn't like them at first when he woke up from being on ice. But Bucky always had more of a bad reaction to the storm. Steve knew why and tried to make sure he remained somewhat calm during the storms for Bucky's sake. But some storms are worse than others.

Today was one of the bad ones. Today there was a high chance of severe thunderstorms with a high chance of tornadoes. The rain started early in the morning, Bucky was fine with the heavy rain. What he wasn't fine with was the tv stalling on Paw Patrol. That wasn't cool. When the tv did stall, he played with Harley, who wasn't bothered by the rain. Steve did crosswords and read some history books to catch up. Then he got a phone call.

"Hey Sam, is everything okay?" Bucky looked up at Steve. He was really starting to hate that phone.

"Oh no, are you okay? Where are you?" That didn't sound good.

"Okay, um, he'll be okay for a while. I'll be there in a few minutes." Steve hung up and started to put on clothes. This wasn't right.

"Daddy?"

"I gotta go help Sam, his car went off the road. Look, I'm going to be gone for a while so you'll be home alone with Harley, okay?"

Alone? Bucky hasn't been alone since he left Hydra.

"I go with."

"Bucky, you'll be okay. Come here." Steve picked up Bucky and carried him to their room, with Harley following close behind. Steve sat Bucky on the bed and got Bucky's tablet. Steve closed the curtains to the windows.

"Okay, stay in here. Listen to your tablet, eventually you'll drown out the noise. And just this once, Harley can be on the bed." Steve patted the bed, Harley jumped on and laid her head on Bucky's lap. Harley really did take up a good portion of the bed. This is why she wasn't allowed on the bed at night time.

"I'll be back as soon as I can. I love you." Steve shut the bedroom door then left the apartment. Bucky looked at the door then started to cry. He didn't like being alone. Well, he did have Harley.

"Daddy come back." Bucky wrapped himself in his blanket, Harley didn't fit under his small blanket but she stayed close. Bucky watched his shows for a while until there was bang and the wind picked up. The whole building shook, Bucky screamed and covered his ears. The flashing continued. Flashing, electricity, screaming. Bucky started to rock himself, Harley placed a paw on his lap. Bucky, suddenly, couldn't see her or the bedroom. All he could see was the chair staring back at him ready to steal his memories.

Another strong gust of wind rocked the building, Bucky bit his flesh arm but couldn't keep down his screams. Bucky crawled under the bed with his blanket and cried. Harley was just able to fit under the bed and lay her head on his shoulder. Bucky really wished his daddy was here, this was scary.

"Daddy, please." Bucky bit his flesh arm more. He could taste blood, but it was sort of grounding him. Bucky was shaking, he could still hear Chase on his tablet talking but he felt safer under the bed.

Bucky wasn't sure if he fell asleep but he could still hear the electricity. He peeked from under the bed, the chair was still there. Harley was sleeping on his stomach. But she didn't feel real to him. Hydra did like to play tricks on his mind.

"Bucky, I'm home." Daddy? Couldn't be, unless it was Pierce. The cell door opened, Bucky couldn't remember who wore those shoes.

"Bucky bear? Harley? Where are you?" Harley picked her head up and crawled out from under the bed.