After Death | Bucky Barnes(Republished)

The End.

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      I woke up laying on his chest the next morning and his arms still around me.
I listened to his steady heartbeat, his even breath. I've missed this so much.
For such a long time I've missed what I didn't even know I had

I felt him wake up under me as he took a deep breath, I felt his chest rise and fall, he then gave me a soft squeeze.

"Good morning." I smiled.

"I've missed waking up to you." He kissed the top of my head and paused, "I think the worst part was waking up to an empty bed."

"You won't lose me again." I said to him as I lightly kissed his chest. He ran his hand across the three scars across my belly, the now healed gunshot wounds that separated us.

He moved, letting me lay on the pillow, he got on his hands and knees over me, kissing the scars on my stomach, making a soft trail of kisses and then laying his head on my chest, wrapping his arms around me.

I ran my fingers through his hair, trying so hard to shake that thought it of my head.

"Bucky..."

"Hmm." He mumbled, not moving.

"I remember things.." I said, "but I don't remember one thing."

That got his attention, he got up laying next to me once more. I pulled the sheets to cover myself, racking my brain, trying to find a way to ask this.

"I don't know if I knew." I looked at him.

"What?" He looked confused.

"I'm thinking maybe I didn't know. Because if I did. Why would I go on the last mission." I spoke quickly as I frowned and looked away from him, "you wouldn't have let me go. I know you wouldn't."

"Slow down." He smiled slightly, "what are you talking about?"

"Did we know I was pregnant?" I looked at him.

"What?" he said, I thought I heard his voice break.

"I- I read the procedure on what they did to me.. They said I lost it when I died.. I thought maybe you knew something about it." I shook my head, dropping my gaze, I felt water pooling in my eyes.

"You were carrying a child? Our child?" he asked.

I looked back up at him, feeling the tears spill over my cheeks as I nodded, "We were going to be parents."
I smiled sadly, I could see the heartbreak in his eyes. He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead on mine.

I heard a Natalie noise, I glanced down and saw his metal arm clenched into a fist.

"Hey." I whispered, taking his face into my hands. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not letting them get away with this." he growled, pushing my hands away from his face, "First, they take you away from me, now I find out that they took our unborn child from us.".

"I know." I said quietly, not knowing what to say to him.
I got images of him holding our newborn baby.

"I shouldn't have said anything." I said turning away and getting off the bed and heading to the bathroom.

      I never planned on having children, not with this job, I knew the risks, but knowing what I had, it felt as if they had succeeded killing a part of me.