A Stucky Story

The Asset and Ultron pt. 4

Steve felt his universe come to a stand still. It was painfully silent. As the dust started to settle, Steve walked towards the pillar where Winter and the boy he was protecting sought out cover from Ultron's barge of bullets.

Steve looked behind the pillar and saw Winter and the boy laying on their side, not moving. Steve collapsed to his knees and touched Winter's shoulder. He didn't move but the little boy did.

Steve got the boy from Winter's grip and gave him to Clint. He turned to Winter and then started to cry. "No. No. Winter? Bucky?" Steve rubbed Winter's shoulder still gaining no response. Steve's worst fear came true.

"NO!" Steve yelled. Then he felt a hand touch his shoulder.

"Steve, let's get him on the boat." Said Natasha, even Steve could hear her voice crack with emotion. Steve nodded and got him in his arms.

Once they got on the boat, Steve sat in a corner and held Winter tightly. "I'm so sorry." Natasha crouched next to him and touched Winter's head. Then she smiled.

"Steve, look." Steve looked down and saw teary, steel blue eyes staring back at him.

"Winter?" Steve shifted which caused Winter to flinch and whine.

"Owie." It was Bucky. He whined again then started to cry. It was definitely his three year old. Steve felt his world start to rebuild itself as he felt Bucky's heart beat but something was still causing him pain.

"You're okay, what hurts?" Natasha touched around his back, Bucky cried again. Natasha looked at her hand, covered in blood. "One in the right shoulder and I can see one in the leg. But he should be fine." Steve nodded then rubbed Bucky's head. He would be okay, maybe another scar on his body, but that was best case scenario for him.

Wanda, Pietro and Clint did a final sweep of the area. Once they were sure everyone was on the boat, they got on suddenly the city started to fall. Pietro was just able to grab Wanda's hand as the city started to explode as it fell.

"Our home." Wanda said looking at her home falling. Steve couldn't even imagine how they felt seeing their home being destroyed. New York was bad but this was something they couldn't repair. Steve looked over the edge to see the city exploding, this wasn't how he wanted to save the city. But at this point, there were no safe ways to save the city. At least they got all the citizens to safety.

Later into the day, all Sokovian citizens were relocated by Fury. Ultron was killed by Vision. All Avengers including the twins were given a thorough examination. Bucky was rushed into surgery by the helicarrier's medical team and would make a full recovery as long as he didn't play to rough or stand too long. Steve wouldn't leave him for the rest of the day.

After a few days, the Avengers began packing their belongings from the old tower. Steve saw all the damage Bucky left on the floor. The punched tv was on the floor and the holes in the walls were being repaired. Now Steve felt the guilt wash over again.

Steve was finishing packing their cups and silverware when Bucky came out of the bedroom, limping a little from the gun shot, with all of his toys and his forgotten paci.

"Hey, where did that come from?" Steve smiled at him. Bucky shrugged then put it in his mouth. Bucky put all the animals in the plastic bag. Steve sighed then got Bucky's hands and sat down on the floor.

"Are you okay?" Steve asked.

"Hurts." He pointed to his leg.

"I know, that's why I'm asking you now. But I also wanted to talk to you about me yelling at you." Bucky flinched a little. "Buck, I was never mad at you. I needed to go and you also needed me, I couldn't do both and I just snapped because I was stressed. But I didn't mean to yell at you and I was never angry. I'm so sorry."