When Steve woke up, he could feel someone shaking him and calling his name.
"Steve, oh man, you're alright. I knew that guy was up to no good." It was Sam, he applied pressure to his wound.
"No, I don't think he wants to hurt anyone. He's after something. Pierce said something to him, I think he's after him."
"Widow and Barton got Barnes unconscious. But Rumlow got Pierce got out. We need to take care of this." Sam helped him up and they walked down towards the infirmary. A lot agents were down here. Some agents frowned at him, Steve couldn't bring himself to care. Bruce patched his leg and told him he was lucky.
"Where's Bucky?"
"He nearly killed us and you're asking about him?" Said an agent.
"He's my boy."
"He's the winter soldier, no matter how you look at him. He can kill all of us in his sleep."
"But he didn't. Every single one of you look like you got shot in the knee. If Bucky wanted to kill you, he would have." Steve nearly yelled. The agent got quiet.
"Bucky's in confinement again." Said Natasha. Steve got up, slowly but painfully. He went towards the confinement area, he could hear him crying.
"DADDY!"
"Open the door." The agent didn't argue and opened the door. Steve went in, Bucky was shaking and scratching his arm.
"Hey, baby boy."
"Daddy." Bucky practically jumped on Steve. Steve sat down with him. He tried not to cry but after dealing with the soldier, he missed seeing soft baby eyes and not dead soldier eyes.
"Daddy, where dada?"
"Dada has something to do, he'll be back soon." He wished he didn't have to lie to Bucky, but he couldn't say that they separated.
"How are you feeling?"
"Tired." Steve kissed his head and sat with him.
"Take a nap, I'll be right here." Bucky snuggled into him and fell asleep. Steve had to think what to do about Rumlow. Does he forgive him and move on like this never happened or does he truly call off their relationship and raise their boy by himself? Both really weren't preferable. He couldn't see himself forgiving Rumlow for this, but he couldn't deal with Bucky asking where dada was everyday. Steve sighed and stroked Bucky's back. Whatever he decided to do, it had to work for himself and Bucky.
A long quiet hour later, Bucky was awake and hungry. Steve brought him to their floor, so while he fixed a bowl of goldfish and a cup of milk, Bucky was admiring how high up they were. Their apartment had been on the second floor, being on the thirty second floor must've been fascinating to him.
"Daddy, ants."
"Those are people, Buck, they're just really small because we're so high up. Go eat your snack, daddy has to make a call." Bucky sat at the table and ate his snack. Steve got his phone and called Nat.
"Yes, Rogers?"
"Anything?"
"Not yet. You do realize Fury is pissed with you."
"I would be surprised if he wasn't. Look, whenever you find him just bring him to me, I'll deal with him."
"I'll do my best, can't guarantee that though. I'll let you know if I find anything."
"Daddy, Winter gone." Steve didn't remember seeing the bunny since he put Bucky down that terrible night. The bunny have to be still be in the apartment.
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A Stucky Story
FanficThis story will contain a lot of Stucky or EvanStan. I am very much in love with this pair. If you do not approve, I do not care. Just don't read it. But do know, this is all that this story is about.