The White Wolf's New Life

The White Wolf and Halloween pt. 2

October 31st

Steve woke up first today, he had been so used to Bucky waking up before him. But he was still asleep.

Steve checked his phone and saw the invite for Tony's party. Then he saw a message from Nat asking if they had everything. Steve replied yes then noticed the time. Almost ten. And it was Saturday. No wonder Bucky was sleeping so late, on weekends he slept almost until ten thirty. Harley was at the foot of the bed still asleep. Steve carefully tried to get the remote from the stand next to the bed but Bucky felt him moving and woke up.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. Did you sleep good?" Bucky nodded then yawned. Steve got the remote and turned on the tv. Bucky wasn't too interested in tv as soon as he woke up so Steve was able to watch what he wanted.

After two hours of snuggles, they went downstairs to eat. Steve let Harley outside to use the bathroom while Bucky sat in the kitchen. As he was cooking, Steve noticed Bucky was chewing on his hair. His hair was definitely longer, growing a bit past his shoulders now. But Steve wasn't sure about cutting it just yet, he might have to if the hair was becoming another thing for him to chew on. Luckily, there was a brush and hair tie in the workout room. Steve brushed his hair and tied it in a half bun.

"Hair is not good to chew on."

"Not good."

"That's right. Eat your food then we can lay down again for a while. The party doesn't start until six." On top of the hour it is going to take to get all three of them in costume and another hour to get to the facility. So if he was able to get them dressed by at least five thirty, they could be there a little after six. They ate their breakfast in comfortable silence, Steve let Harley back in and she ate her breakfast.

"All done."

"Okay, you can go take a nap in your room or go in your sensory room." Bucky put his bowl in the sink then went upstairs. Steve stayed downstairs and went in his office. He needed to figure out what to do about Bucky's therapy and school. He could always homeschool Bucky himself and just teach him what he knows. Therapy was something he didn't know much about other than Dr. Nicole had told him. He once remembered there was a conversation about going deeper into the oldest mindset's and Winter's past, but Steve was too sensitive about their past, if he said one wrong thing; he was going to be trouble. Or if he got overemotional about the torture they went through, it wouldn't help either of them.

This may need to be talk with Bruce and Sam.

"Captain, Bucky is having a nightmare." Friday said. Steve swore, taking the stairs two at a time. He reached Bucky's room and opened the door. Bucky was shaking but not seizing. Steve sat on the bed and noticed he was crying.

"Bucky, hey." Steve rubbed his back, this was always dangerous. Bucky always woke up as Winter and Winter didn't know where he was or who Steve was and he always was ready to fight. "Bucky, wake up please." Bucky jolted up, he looked at Steve then swung his arm at him.

"Winter, it's okay. It's just me." Steve said softly. Winter mumbled in Russian. Part of Steve wished he knew what he was saying but he figured he wouldn't like what he was saying. "Winter, it's Steve. You're at home." Winter looked around then looked at Steve. He shook his head then saw the brightness in his eyes that was his three year old but that was quickly filled with tears. Steve quickly hugged him.

"Do you remember what happened?" Bucky looked up at him slightly confused. He didn't. "Never mind, do you want to go sit outside?" Bucky nodded. Steve picked him up and carried him downstairs. After getting the last of his cookies, they sat outside enjoying the windy day.

After a few more of hours, Steve checked his phone. 5:59 pm. They were late.

"It's time to go to the party."