𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒~ 𝐵.𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑠

S I X T Y

After I put Dean to bed I walk out of the room to find Bucky crying softly, "Bucky? What's wrong?" I ask crouching beside him, "I missed everything, his first words, his first steps his birth." I sit with him sadly, I had wished that he was there more than anything but he had, "you had to raise him alone." I run a hand through his hair, "it's not your fault, and I know it's not the same but I have everything taped. Plus you have so much to look forward to, his first day at school, his first kiss, first heartbreak, there's a lot you'll be able to share with him." I assure Bucky who nods. "What was his first word." I let out a breath, "Steve." Bucky's eyebrows raise, "really?" I nod, "well it kinda came out like Steeb but it was Steve, he wouldn't leave the poor boy alone." I say with a small laugh as Bucky chuckles, "first steps?"

"When he was seven months, walked straight into my arms, I think he was trying to get away from Steve." I say making Bucky laugh, "who was with you when you found out?" I smile as I think back over the memory, "Thor and Steve." His eyebrows raise, "when was Steve not there?" I laugh, "Um when I actually was giving birth, it was just me and Nat, everyone else waited in the waiting room."

"I wanted Wanda and Sam as well but I asked Nat to be his godmother and Steve his godfather a role he takes a little too seriously considering I'm perfectly fine, he thinks it equates to being an actual parent." I say, making Bucky shake his head with a smile, "but Dean is just as obsessed with Steve, they're like the best of friends it makes me feel like I have two kids when they're together."

"Did it really feel like no time had passed?" I ask Bucky after a second he nods, "it was like we dusted and then that was it, there was nothing, it was just like closing your eyes and then opening them again." I nod well that didn't sound unpleasant. "D-did you ever move on?" I'm about to answer when he speaks again. "It's ok if you did." He quickly assures me, I shake my head, "I thought about you, everyday and seeing you in Dean made it even worse it was like you were with me but you weren't." He takes my hand, "I'm here now and I don't have any intention of leaving either of you." He assures me making me smile, "I know, I truly think that we're gonna be ok." I tell him I mean we'd gone through so much the worst had to be over now. "I'm gonna do everything to make sure that we are."

• • •

Today was the day of the funeral and I just felt so unprepared, in no way did I think that this was how it was gonna end, I should've put the gauntlet on the second I had it, maybe if I did tony would still be here with us.

"Aunt Posie!" Morgan spots me and runs over, "hey kiddo." I smile ruffling her hair, I tried not to cry because she was so young and she probably didn't even understand what was happening properly. "Where's Dean?" She asks making me point him out, she nods and runs over. He was in his fathers arms over the past few days it became near impossible to separate them even Steve was having difficulty getting the young boys attention.

"Deans forgot about me." He tells me sadly as he joins my side, "stop being so dramatic." I tell my best friend, "but he's my best friend." I can't help but laugh, "Steve you're over a hundred but you still act like a child, Dean still loves you he's just excited to finally meet his dad." I explain, "ok but he's hogging my other best friend." I put my arm in his, "you still have me." He doesn't look too impressed, "and me." Sam says making me jump as he appears out of nowhere.

"Rosie, I hope your jokes have improved you've had five years to practice." Sam says as I turn to grin at him, "Sam!" He chuckles and stumbles as I throw myself at him, "so you really had a kid with that guy huh?" I push his shoulder as he laughs, "yeah I did." I say smiling softly as I watch them. "I guess you could do worse." Sam chuckles, "yeah like you." I joke laughing as he shoves me, "Steve, Sam just pushed me." I say as Steve moves to stand between us shaking his head with a laugh, "and you say that I act like a child?" He asks as Sam jokingly glares at me, "remember snitches get stitches Rosie."