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apolla62200 · 8 years ago

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Your My Mission

Summary: You Are Buckys mission and he will not fail

Warnings: SMUT!!!!!

A/N: @lovelynemisis Tag your it

They say he's a ghost. He's never seen, he never misses, and he never feels. That was until the first time he saw you. You were his mission. The night was like any other, To you at least. Same boring job, same boring house, same boring routine. The day had been long and stressful and you couldn't get the feeling of being watched out of your head. You had pushed it off as just being paranoid, but with what you were able to do, being paranoid was along side breathing as an essential part of life. As you neared your door you took the keys and unlocked it swiftly and as you entered something was off. Looking around you noticed that everything seemed in order but the chill of something foreboding lingered in the air. Something wasn't right.

Setting down your bags and placing your keys in the bowl on the desk by the front door you ventured into your bedroom and removed your jacket throwing it aside and slid off your heels. That's when you noticed, your window was slightly cracked open. To the untrained eye no one would have been able to tell the difference but you did and that sent you in high alert. Slamming the window shut and locking it you began a through search off your flat. No other thing in the house had been touched, save your window and that thought was terrifying. It meant either something had broken out, which was highly unlikely, or something had broken in and was still here. Sliding around each corner careful not to make a sound you tried to make it back to the door only to find the knob had been crushed. Taking away the only exit besides the fire escape. Letting out a silent curse you heard a slight chuckle behind you. You turned and were met by none other than winter himself.

" I see they finally sent you after me. I'd say I'm flattered having to go through all this trouble just too catch me, but really it's just an annoyance." You growled searching for any other escape route but finding none.you glanced back at him narrowing your eyes sizing him up. Although you knew the likelihood of actually taking him down was slim you had to try. You refused to give in to easy. What fun was that? " If you come willingly I will not hurt you." The Russian rolled off his tongue effortlessly, and just the sound off it made the inside of your stomach come to life with a fire you had never felt. Smirking at him you simply replied, " I've never done anything in my life willingly. They never gave me a choice and now that I have one I won't be going back without a fight soldier"

The tension in the air was palpable but not with violence. It was almost as if a silent challenge hung in the air, one both were all to willing to accept. Winter made the first move and you would have missed it had you not been prepared. Lunging forward he made a move to restrain you but you effortlessly dodged and slide to his left landing a quick blow to his ribs before he regain his posture earning you a fierce glare. Your Smirk taunted him as he studied you not expecting you to move as you had, he now had to come up with a different strategy. " Why do you insist on making it this difficult? Don't you realize the more you resist the more severe the consequences will be for you." He asked out of genuine curiosity. Something he was taught never to show but this was different. You intrigued him, something that rarely happened. " Because" you told him taking a new defensive position " they never let me live, never treated me like I was a normal person. I was a tool to them, they never let me feel " you told him somehow begging him to understand your predicament .

" I don't understand" he said tilting his head as if to look at her differently. " Why would you want to feel. Emotions hinder your ability to complete assignments, Emotions compromise missions." He stated as if it were obvious. The smirk left you face as you realized just what exactly winter had been through. " Emotional attachment is what compromises missions but emotion when kept in check can help you become better. But there is really only one emotion I crave and after three years off being free I still have not been able to possess it." You said as a sad smile made its way to your face." And what is it, the feeling you seem so desperate for" winter inquired to the girl. " Want" she whispered so softly had he not been enhanced he would have missed it. " I do desperately need to feel wanted" and suddenly winter knew exactly how to complete his mission.

He lowered his arms from his defensive position and took off his mask, making him seem vulnerable even though you both knew he was fair from it. Very slowly you lowered your arms as well cautious yet curious as to why winter would expose himself like this. taking two strides he was in front of you in an instant, so close you could feel his breath on your face. Your entire being screamed for you to act, to quit being stupid and hit him where it hurt then run, but your body seemed frozen as you stood in front of him. Ever so slowly he brought his flesh hand up and slightly caressed your check causing you to let out an audible gasp. You could see the smirk on his face as he trailed his thumb down your jawline and then slightly brushed your lips with the pads of his thumb. "What if I gave you this feeling, would you come back with me then?" The soft Russian words caused a shiver to roll down your spine. You looked up to him a new hope glimmering in your eyes.

" Could you...?" You asked in a soft whisper. " I can." He replied leaning in and barley brushed his lips against yours." But only if you promise to come with me. never again will you have to crave it I'll be sure to it. But only if you come with me" He words caressing your very heart." Do you promise?" He asked you in an alluring tone you couldn't resist. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his skin on yours. " Why would you do this?" You question feeling as If it was too good to be true. " Because you are my mission." He states simply but the way he said my mission caused goosebumps to rise along your arms and your breathing to hitch." And how do you plan on keeping your promise after I go back HYDRA surely they wouldn't allow it" you stated rather boldly not wanting to have to go back to being desperate after you returned with him. " They wouldn't have to know" he whispered in your ear seductively his tone promising to fulfill your deepest desires. " So I'll ask again. Do you promise to return with me?" He was taunting you now you could tell, but you didn't care.

"Yes. I promise" and no sooner the last syllable fall off your tongue did he capture your mouth with his. His lips molded with yours perfectly as he pushed hard against your mouth. He was being rough and it caused the fire in the pit of your stomach to burn hot. You could feel your lips beginning to swell at the intensity of it all and you craved more. As the kiss progress you felt his tongue sweep across your bottom lips silently asking for permission to enter. You denied at first not wanting it to be easy but then he took your bottom lips between his teeth and bit slightly causing you to gasp. Taking his chance he dove inside of your Mouth his tongue exploring everything he could take. You fought for dominance but of course he won, but you did not care seeing as his dominance just made the sensation in your stomach grow hotter. You could do nothing as his lips left yours trailing down your jawline and to your neck. His velvet lips made quick work of you as he nipped at the skin between your neck and collar bone. He nipped again and this time you couldn't help it as A soft moan escaped your lips. He growled lowly and whispered against your neck"do it again" you didn't understand at first but as he sucked at your newly found sweet spot another moan escaped your lips and you could feel him smirk against your skin. He was enjoying the way you were coming unraveled in him arms. Not minutes ago you stood against him confident you could best him and now you lay panting and whimpering at the loss of contact as his lips left your neck, biting your lip. he saw this and it did things to him nothing else could. this innocent gesture drove him crazy. He worked he way back up and harshly reconnected your lips with his dominance pushing him to take control of you in every way he knew you'd beg him to. If anyone would be biting you lip it would be him. You were puddy in his hands and his for the taking.

As he continued to kiss you you felt his hands creep up from the small of your back trailing along your spine and back down again. He trailed down to your thighs and patted them signaling for you to jump which you did all to willingly. With his hands firmly on your hips and your lips around his waist he shoved you against the wall in such a way it made a groan of pleasure leave your now swollen lips. You allowed you hands to move up his chest before he took them pinned them up above you with one hand and with the other he slowly made his way up you right thigh pushing the dress up as he went only to stop as he came across the leather straps resting there. He looked up at your flushed face with a smirk and a certain gleam in his eyes that almost reassembled pride.

"And what's this hmmmmh" he teased her by running circles in your other thigh. You let out a shaky breath and laughed " did you really think I was that unprepared winter" you said winter in a way that was teasing and he wasn't going to stand for it. He nipped harshly at your sweet spot and growled against it" don't tease me, you won't like the result" this along with with way he was now sensually removing your holster caused heat to pool in between your legs which made you involuntary grind against winters hold. This made him let out an animalistic growl and grind against you hard causing you to moan out at the sudden contact. He began trailing up the back of your dress and found the zipper. Pulling it downwards he managed to lose the fabric enough to where he could easily slide the dress off of you which he took no time at all in doing.

When the dress was gone it left you bare chested seeing as you couldn't wear a bra with this type of dress and in a pair of Lacey underwear. Winters eyes darkened as he laid eyes upon your exposed body. While still having your hands pinned he moved his other hand up from your thigh trailing up and caressing your hip before ghosting up your stomach and eventually traces the curve of your breast. It's was so full and perky, and his hand came over and palmed it lightly before squeezing it roughly. You groaned from the sensation you some desperately needed and silently begged for more with your whimpers. The smirk found its way back to Winters face as.he realized just how much control he had over you. His metal hand squeezing your wrists seem to lessen as he lowered his mouth onto you breast. His tongue flicked you nipple and your head flew back against the wall eyes snapping shut at the sudden pleasure. Your back arced off the wall as he took more of your breast into his mouth and the moans from you just seemed to push him further. He did the same to the other breast before releasing your hands and trailing his way up your body leaving wet kisses and blowing on your overly sensitive skin. When his lips reconnected with your you felt him lift you off the wall and carry you to your bedroom.

There he proceeded to throw you on the bed never breaking the kiss. Seeing it as unfair you were particularly unclothed and him fully so you tugged at the hem of his armor. He got the message and what seemed like no time at all he was on top of you again in only his bottoms, his top and boots gone. He leaned down and grabbed your thigh and hitched it to his hip and he bent down to kiss you. His kissed had become sloppy and you could feel his hardness as he grinded into to you relentlessly. " Winter please" you whimpering burning up with desire. " What " he asked in a teasing growl. " Please I need" you didn't finish as he moved to your chest once again indulging himself to the wonderful taste of your skin. "What, what do you need?" He said toying with her. " I need to feel you " you begged but he wasn't going to give in easily. He trailed down your chest and stomach and stopped right above your core. " How do you want to feel me .....SAY IT!" He growled as his hot breath lingered over your core drawing your mind a blank at the heat between your legs. " With your mouth oh god please winter fuck me with your mouth" you begged writhing in agony at how aroused you were.

He chuckled darkly before ripping away the thin excuse of an undergarment You wore exposing all of you too him. Winter didn't wait a second before he connected his mouth to your core sending you into a carnal bliss. Your mind went blank as moans escape your perfectly swollen lips, which just seemed to drive him to do more. His tongue swirled around your Clint before diving back into your core. He grabbed your thighs as he began thrusting his tongue in and out at an outrageous pace, sending your mind into a haze.you rocked your hips into his face wanted more, wanting all of what he could possibly give you. You felt your stomach tighten and before you could comprehend what happened you released into his mouth. Winter took in all of your juices and couldn't seemed to get enough of it. It's wasn't until your breathing began to slow back into its normal pace that winter relented and came up to kiss you. You could taste yourself upon his lips and it was addicting. To him you were like a drug. One he didn't plan on giving up any time soon.

As the kiss slowed he pulled away and asked " are you ready?" All you could do was nod and help winter remove his pants. Once they were gone he crawled on top of you using both arms to balance himself above you. His metal arms gleamed in the silver moonlight and his hair covered his face, so you reached up and move it to where you could see the blue in his eyes. Thats when he thrusted into you The sudden intrusion caused you to yelp but soon you adjusted to his size. He gave no mercy as he slammed his hips against your, sending all your senses into overdrive. Each thrust hit you just right, leaving you clinging to winter as if for dear life. You knew there would be claw marks but as he moved his mouth to your neck everything became a blur . You only felt the pleasure and pain of his movements and never had you felt so good, never had you been taken care of this way, never had you felt so wanted. As he thrusted into to you could feel his movements become faster taking your legs you pulled him in to go as deep as he could. The tightness in your stomach began to intensify and you felt winter begin to pulse inside of you. It was only when winter said" let go, I want you to let go for me, Angel" did you come undone with winter following seconds after.

You two laid there for what seemed like forever until you finally feel asleep In Winters embrace. When he was sure he wouldn't wake you he climbed out of the bed and dressed himself, then pulled you into a new set of undergarments and slide your dress back on. He grabbed you from the bed and carried you bridal style to the bike he used on missions. He sat down and positioned you so he was holding you closely then took of to the rendezvous point in which he was assigned. The entire ride he held you close determined to protect you from all he knew you were about to enter Into, but he would do his damnedest to keep you safe no matter who he had to kill to do it. he knew the things that Hydra would put you through just to get you to obey, but he knew how strong willed you were. That combined with the promise he had made you made him make up his mind then and there he wouldn't let HYDRA take you from him. You were HIS mission and he didn't intend on sharing.

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Prisoner of Desire

Summary: He was a weapon, nothing more, but he was still human and he had needs. She was taken because she was extraordinary. now as punishment she is given to the soldier. And hell have mercy one her soul.

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A/N: Been saving thisone enjoy @lovelynemesis and please overlook spelling and grammar.

Prolouge:

I am here to tell you about to people who were never really whole, because they remained silent. They always had that one little peice inside them that wanted to speak out, but he squashed his with his sence of self preservation, knowing what would happen if he spoke out, and she smothered her with a sense of overwhelimg fear having braved the consequences of speaking out before. This only mad their little voice madder and as they were soon to learn through eachother, if you never let it speak , it slowly kills you from the inside.

The first thing hydra did to him when he became the Winter Soldier was try to dehumanize him. Never let him eat or sleep in front of others, never let him show emotion or weakness in front of others,allowed him to speak a word other than to give and acknowlage orders. To them a human who was less man and more machine was not only better able to strike fear into others more effectivly, but was alot easier to control. The only problem with that was, he was still human and he still had needs. So once every few weeks he was allowed a woman. They were always chosen for him and always compliant never saying a word against his actions. He was allowed to do whatever he wanted with them and in the mornings they would be taken away. He never got the same woman twice, and that's just they way things were.

Katrina was a prisonor to hydra, locked away and studied for her unique ablities that had been discovered with at a young age. She was beautiful, but relativly quiet, only talking to answer her superiors, ( captors really) questions, never speaking for fear of her life. The thing that caused her the most grevience with them was that she was immensly defiant, purposly refusing orders when it suited her, all while never saying a word. She only spoke russian, making communication difficult, especially when she pretended not to understand them. So they decided to give her to the soldier, who would either scare her into submission, or break her for disobedience. Either way she would be dealt with, and the soldier would be sated for the time being.

What hydra had yet to learn was you can break someone but cannot always mold them, or shape them into something you want, you can only rebuild them as they were.This could be said for both Winter and Katrina. They had broken Winter, mind and body, and forced him to become what he is today, but never sucessfully remolded him into a new being. It would take patience, affection, and hope to even begin the proccess of rebuilding him to the man he once was. As for Katrina, they had broken her soul, taking away her will and hopes of ever being free. It would take someone with a strong will, and a big heart to break down her walls and begin the proccess of rebuliding her heart and spirit which had withered away with her hopes during her time as hydras captive. They had both managed to form some sort of strange normality to the horrors around them, so the healing both of them needed was a proccess that was not openly welcomed. It wasn't until she was vilontly thrown into his cell that they unknowingly began thier journey to rebuilding thier former selves.

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Promise

Summary: Bucky has always thought he was damned to never find his soulmate, Etkatrina always thought she was damned to walk the earth alone forever. Apart these two have had a cursed existence, but together maybe they came finally see how one word can mean such an unbreakable bond.

Warnings: none at the moment

A/N: This gets deep fast, trust me @lovelynemesis and please overlook spelling and grammar.

Chapter two:

The first thing Bucky's mind was able to comprehend was the intense pain centered in the back of his skull. Opening his eyes to see the sterile white walls of a lab, anxiety and years of instinct quickly allowed him to sit up and asses his surroundings, which was a fair feet given the amount of injuries he had sustained. The first thought to register in his mind was his chosen.

He remebered falling to the ground with her in his arms, and then blackness. " Where is she?" he slurred into the silence knowing good and well someone was monitoring him. Bucky went to sit up and remove the IV's placed in the flesh arm and the wires connected to his metal prosthectic, but as he rose it felt like he had been punched in the chest. " Wow there manchurian candidate, slow it down. Your girls fine. You on the other hand are a little worse for wear." Tony said as he entered the lab. Figures, Starks the only one with the tech to pull this off.

Bucky glared at Tony, expecting him to elaborate more on his chosens condition, but apparently that was expecting too much from the billionare. "How is she doing?" he asked hopeful she was in better shape than he was. Tony's face seemed to darken upon the question. "Depends on your defention of okay" Tony told him honestly. Bucky stiffened at the wording of tony's sentance, dread beggining to fill his mind. " Whats wrong with her?''

Tony stayed silent for a moment longer, which scared him more than anything given the person he was talking too. Tony took a deep breath before turning to face him fully. "Well, for starters, she's dead." That Stament sent Bucky's mind into overdrive. Forgeting all thoughts of his preivous pain he lunged for stark, unable to stop himself from slipping into the winter soldeir fecade he tried so hard to contain. Tony retreated out of Bucky's grasp, narrowly escaping the enraged soldier.

" Wow Wow Wow, Calm yourself, she's okay." Tony said confusing Bucky enough to slow him down. Noticing this Tony took advantage of the situation. " She's in the room a few doors down from here. I believe there may have been some miscommunication." Tony said in a placid manor, still backing away from a fury fueled soldeir." Actually I believe the proper term would be undead." This made Buck stop completly and furrow his brows in obvious confusion. Tony took a cautious step foward and sratched the back of his neck nervously.

" It'll be easier to show you than trying to explain it." he admitted honestly, still not fully understanding the womans situation himself. Unable to come out of soldier mode until he was given undenialable proff she was okay, he lifted himself up off the bed, careful to avoid stretching his torso, and nodded. Tony threw him a shirt and a pair of joggers he kept in the closet, then turned to give him a little privacy. It took longer than expected to stretch the bleached cotton material over his body , but even the burns covering his upper torso and back would not deter him. Finished with changing he turned, his silent glare being enough modevate the billionare to hurry .Wasteing no time, Tony lead Bucky to the room where the sleeping female lay.

When they entered the soldiers eyes examined his chosen, soaking in the details he did not have time to take in the first time he laid eyes upon her. His took in the mixed shades of her hair. If he looked close enough he could make out a little bit of every hair color, from the warm chocolate, to the specks of vibrant dark tones of black, and the chestnut strandes that lay across her cheeks, all casscading into a mess of waves across the pillow under her head. Her face had a soft tone to it, her cheeks rounded and the perfectly shaded, her nose so small it looked like a button. Her eyes, he remembered were this beuatiful shade of hazel, a swirling vortex of green, blue, brown, and gold, with long thick black eyelashes that seemed to draw you in. He also remembered her skin being ice cold, the shade taking on the color of snow, and looking at it know it seemed to almost glisten in the light like frost. Her lips were full and looked as soft as velvet, coated with a familar shade of rose with subtle undertones of peach., but looking at her now he saw them, two small fangs laying across the tip of her bottom lip.

His eyes narrowed at the mask that covered her mouth and nose that seemed to be emitting a gas like substance that was keeping her subdued. Noticing the look the soldier was giving it, Tony stepped in to explain. " We couldn't penatrate her skin with any needle we had, they kept breaking. We think they used some kind of chemical agent bonded with her venom, to penatrate her skin." The soldiers eyes immdeatly went to the dots that were scattered on her arm, and he turned to Tony. Realizing his silent implication, Tony was quick to correct the soldier. " We didn't try anything beyond simple IV's. I just had Bruce swab some of her newer injection sights so we could get a little insight on how her body would react to certain things. We mixed a Class-B antisthetic with some of her venom and vaptorized it so her body could absorb it. When she woke up she went into a frenzy. From the looks of it she hasn't fed in a while."

Tony couldn't help the laugh that escaped him. Turning to Bucky, he apoligized. " I'm sorry, It's just well, you expect this kinda stuff to be myths and fantasy, and then here she is laying right before us. I shouldn't be surprised really, not to long ago I wouldn't have believed aliens were real, and then New York happened." Tony reasoned. Seeing that she was okay and that she was within his reach, the soldier mindset began to fade and slowly he became Bucky again. Sighing he asked tony. " When can she wake up again?" Tony looked at him for a moment, before carefully choosing each word. "We can't allow her to wake up until we can assure she can control herself. Like I said earlier, when we first returned she went into a frenzy. Her hunger has the best of her right now."

Bucky looked at his chosen, and gently reached out to grasp her hand. " She can drink from me" Bucky offered. " I don't think so capsicle number two. We can't risk her drinking you dry. We don't know her level of control after not being fed this long." Tony said leveling the amount of gas flowing in the tubes with the tech by her bedside. " But me and bruce have a plan. We think that we can use this machine here to vaporize the blood, and let it get aborbed into her system. Just until She can feed without losing control, the only problem is the blood has to be fresh, from what I've read dead mans blood will do more harm than good.( A shout out to the one who can name this refrence) Thats why waited until you woke up. We wanted to ask you about it before we did anything. We know how important she is to you." Tony explained, watching Bucky as he looked lovingly at his chosen." Okay" Bucky agreed, looking to Tony. He hated seeing his chosen like this. He realized in that moment he didn't even know her name. That would be the first thing he would ask her when she was awake, he resolved stroking the backside of her hand with his thumb.

To say he was upset was an understament. Right after he had agrred Tony called Bruce and kicked him out of the room., locking the door effectivily putting space between him and her. It hurt him for some reason, the space between them. He felt fine only moments ago when he had been holding her hand, but now all he could think of were all the ways this could go wrong. This was when Winter saw fit to make his opinon about the situation known. "She could attack them upon awakening and go into a frenzy." Winter reasoned with his logic. " No she's better than that" Bucky aruged with Winters instincts, trying to find a common ground, that would appease them both " Not if she doesnt have any control." Winter reasoned " They weren't feeding her, her first instinct is going to be to jump the first thing she sees with a pulse." Bucky stopped seeing the logic in Winters words." Your only seeing the negative in this situation." he countered tryng to gain a more solid footing in this argument. " And your only seeing what you want to see James, Just because she's your chosen doesnt mean she isn't dangerous to you, more so than I have ever been." He growled at Winter, lashing out at his other half

" You don't know what your talking about, besides even if she is as dangerous as you say, Why did you come out when I thought she was gone" .Sneering at the possiblity his emotions got the better of him, Winter calmly rationalized, " Your grief had momentarly stunned you, I took it upon myself to do what you would have had you been capable and acted accordingly, besides despite your common believe I am apart of you James, that makes her my chosen as well." Frozen at Winter revalation, he sat htere in silence for a moment, allowing winter to speak again." All I'm saying is the moment she wakes up she's going to do what any caged animal does and go by her instincts." Unable to prove him wrong bucky simpled ended the argument with " She's better than that, your wrong."

The footsteps beside him came to a stop and a hand laid itself upon his shoulder. " Whose wrong Buck? " Steve asked jarring him out of his head. " It's nothing Steve" he said brushing off his pals concern. Steve furrowed his brow and took in the state of his friend, well more like brother. " It's happening again isn't it, your talking with him." Steve only wanted to help his friend, but trying to get bucky to admit he needed help was a task eaiser said than done. " I said I'm fine Steve. Let it go." Bucky said affecivly ending that conversation. It was the suddenly crash that caught both thier attention.

" Friday, what's going on in there, let me in." Bucky all but shouted rushing to the door when They heard bruce yell something at Tony. " I'm sorry Sergent Barnes, but Mr. Stark has ordered no one enter the room until he gives the all clear. I can however tell you the proceejure has endured an unexpected complication." Panic seizing him, he banged on the door wanting to be let in. " What's happening Friday" Steve asked trying to get Bucky to move away from the door. It took a minute for the A.I.'s responce. " The woman on the table seemed to have a negtive responce to the venom infused blood vapor. Mr. stark thought since that was how he had to administor the anasthedic that would also be how he got the blood into her sytem. However after a fail attempt, Dr. Banner suggested just vaporizing the blood and letting her take it in that way. Her body has stablized as much as it can with her immune system. Which is virtually nonexistant along with most human body funtions, we are unable to estimate time of recovery, given the lack of data on the subject but Mr. Stark assures she will heal at an more acceled rate than a normal human, ten times faster than you or Sergent Barnes, Captain Rodgers."

It wasn't too long after that the the doors to the med lab were opened to reveal a blood speckled Bruce, and a sheet white Tony. " She's awake" was all he said.

Etkatrina watched silently as two men entered the room. One she reconized immeditaly as Captain Amercia, or less commonly know Steven Grant Rodgers.( Just Steve really) The second she reconized only by the way her body reacted to his presence. It was a strong pull to be near him, to want all his attention, and to feel him hold her in his arms. This man was her chosen. She studied him closely, from the long brown hair that covered his face to the deep pits of ceurelan blue that were his eyes, to the bright shine of the vibrainium arm that attached at his shoulder. In less than three seconds she had been in his presence, and it felt like she had known him all her life. She looked down at her wrist and very softly traced her mark. " I've waited a long time to meet you, Your just as beuatiful as I always imagined " He said coming to kneel beside her bed. Silence engulfed the pair, and Etaktrina wanted to hear him speak again.

" Twenty says I've got you beat on the waiting part." She laughed trying to joke with him, wanting to hear his laugh. He chuckled at her attempt. " About eighty years" She smirked at him and challanged " Try two hundred". Her chosen returned her smirk and confidently replied with " You don't look a day over twenty doll." She giggled at him and retorted "Smooth". Steve came into the conversation then remarking " You should have seen him in the fourties, always such a charmer." Her brows furrowed at the thought of her chosen flirting with other women, and a small but fural grow slipped past her lips unintentionally. " Nothing serious doll"

Her chosen told her grasping her hand and tracing her mark as if to say " promise ".She relished the first human contact she'd had in years that hadn't had harmful intent behind it. She watched him look over her face eyes stopping at the point where her fangs met her bottom lip. She looked away embaressed at what she was, that was until she felt him slip his fingers underneath her chin and turn her head towards him. " Don't be that way" he whispered softly only for her to hear. " How can you aceept me, I'm a monster, The thing parents tell thier children about at night." Her chosen simply softly smiled at her with a hidden pain in his eyes and cupped the side of her face. "We all have our pasts and in a way we're all monsters, but you know when a monster isn't a monster anymore" He asked with glazed eyes, like he wasn't talking just about her. She knew the qoute fondly so she leaned into his touch and barly whispered " When someone loves it." He smiled at her expression.

Eyes closd and lips barly parted head leaned agaist his palm. This was a position of trust, and she trusted him whole heartedly. " Exactly and your my chosen, you know what that means" he asked her in a faint whisper. " It means I'll love you uncondtionally; past and flaws included, and hope you'll do the same in return because I believe we were put together for a reason. I don't know what reason that is just yet, but I'm willing to take the time and find out" He said rising to his feet and kissing her forhead, his lips ghosting her skin like a brush of wind. She sat stunned at his next words. They struck her hard, and even though her heart no longer beat she could swear it was pounding agaist her chest right now.

" ya budu vashim zashchitnikom, vashim drugum, i lyubouniko. ya budu use chto nuzhno chtoby ya."( i will be you protector, your friend and your lover.whatever you need) They were in her birth tounge. he spoke it clearly and with so much emotion, she would have been in tears, had she been capable of producing them. " spasibo"(thank you) She whispered to him. " Don't thank me, I mean it I will be whatever you need me to be. ya zde`s moya malen`kiy kotenok"( im here my little kitten) she stuck her tounge out at him for the nickname, but was otherwised touched by the statment.

" kakiye vy zovut"( whats your name) He asked her. " menya zovut Etkatrina Analesia Morazovya." ( my name is...) She told him. " I ty' ( and you)he asked wanting to hear the name of her chosen as bad as he did. He smiled at her. He seemed to do that a lot around her, but she didn't mind. " menya zovut James Buchanan Barnes ". She heard Steve groan once he had hear James tell her his name. " Why didn't you tell her your nickname, Buck. You hate your name." Steve whined. She furrowed her brows and rather confidently said. " He has a wondeful name, and I will adress him by such. " Steve stood frozen for a moment before his mannars kicked in.

" No ma'am I just ment growing up he... he hated the name James so we always called him bucky." Steve stuttered turning the brightest shades of pink. James laughed at his brothers embarassment, and smiled proudly at the amount of sass his girl packed in her. " Doll if you want to call me James, call me James, if you want to call me Bucky, call me Bucky. It don't matter to me as long as your right here beside me." Realizing how she must've sounded she quickly backstracked. " I'm sorry Steve It's just..." It was steves turn to smile." Nah, Don't apolagize Kat We all have our prefrences" She rose her brow at the new nickname and smiled.

" Kat I like it, but I prefer Katzya over kat keeps the russian tone to it " She said then turned to James. " Let me guess, that my new nickname" His smirk became a full blow grin and he laughed at her tone. " malen`kiy kotenok it suits you" he whispered to her. then turned to steve and upon remembering he didn't understand russian, laughed at the confused expression on Steves face. " It means little kitten" answering his brothers unspoken question. Steve cheeks turned pink again causing all of them to laugh together. It was the first time in two centries Katzya had been this happy, but she knew all good things had to come to an end.

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Promise

Warnings: depictions of torcher

A/N: This gets deep fast, trust me @lovelynemesis

Chapter one:

The quinn jet had an alomst pallable tension as the team crossed the sokovian borders. Bucky reconized this and instantly knew the team had been thrown back into the fight with Ultron. It seemed as if they were competley hollow inside, but as time passed he began to pick up the old soviet bounderies he was forced to learn and quickly guessed they were quickly approching the base along the outskirts of Moskow. As shaken as the team was with the wounds barly healed over from sokovia and the mending wounds from the recent civil war, both physical and emotional, he knew this wasn't going to be an easy mission for anybody, especially since they were dealing with Hydra.

Landing the jet, it seemed was the easiest part, because once landed the team sat frozen in their seats, unwilling to move. It wasn't until Steve stepped foward, that the tense atmostphere began to fade into one of determination. " Avengers". The word rung through the quinn jet, an alomst forgein term to the team now. Everyone turned thier atteition to Steve, giving him the floor. Steve took his time looking at everyone of his teammates before taking a deep breath.

" Our mission is simple. Get in. Free any captives. Destroy the base. Get out. Panther, Widow, and Hawkeye will take the south entrance. Scarlett , Ant Man, and Vison will take the west entrance. Spidey, Iron man and the Iron patriot will cover the east entrance. Falcon, Soldier and I will take north. Go in head strong and rendezvous here" he said pointing at the main room where the electrocution chair was. When he found it Bucky would take great pleasure in reducing it to scrap metal. That machine had caused him to lose too much of his life. He refuse to lose anymore. Looking to the group one more time Steve sent the a subtle nod, and turned to unstrap his shied. " Avengers, take'em down."

It worried him, how quiet the base seemed. The halls seemed to have been neglected for some time now, dust covering everything , as if this place hadn't been touched in years. This on top of the years of wear and tear lead bucky to believe this place really was abandoned. " Cap, this place seems a little empty" Hawkeye said over the coms. "Yeah capsicle, this place is deserted" Tony put in. " Indeed, further exploreation of the base may not yeild any conclusive results Captain Rodgers , No one is here." Vison added. Bucky looked to Steve for any new orders but Steve just shook his head. He had a hunch. " Tony run a full scan of this place. Look for any hidden passages or secret entrences we can't pick up from here." It took a moment for Tony's reply but as usual Steve's hunch was correct.

" SouthEast corridor Cap, near Widow, Panther, and Hawkeye. Theres an elevator switch hidden behind an old portrait. the elevators behind the bookcase." Suddenly there was laughter over the com units. " Could Hydra be a little less cliche. " Falcon snorted. Steve's face went from a smile to sullen. " They are expecting us." The unit went silent. " How" ,Hawkeye inquired, " We didn't even know we were going to be here until this morning durning the breifing?" Bucky's eyes narrowed at the sudden movement down the hall, and glared as the shadow began to take form.

"Steve, we have company". He whispered, pulling his pistols from the hidden holsters. That's when all hell broke loose. Bullets tore through the air, percing the silence that had once consumed the base. Ricocheting off the walls a bullet managed to lodge itself in his shoulder. A small grunt a pain escaped his lips, but that was all the acknowlagement he allowed himself to give the wound. Pain was just an illusion, a self preservatory defense the body concived as part of the fight or flight responce. He shut it down in his mind putting aside all thoughts of the wound, and pushed forward opening up with three sharp recise shots, each finding there victim with percise accuracy.

" We need to get to that elevator." Steve shouted, while simotainously battling with two hydra soldiers. Bucky looked to Falcon who gave him a nod, signaling him to help Steve. The trio faught thier way to the southeastern wing of the base, while somehow miraculously managing to maintain minimal injuries. When they reunited with the rest of the avengers, they quickly assesed the state of each teammate, and upon deciding no one had any life threating injuries, proceeded to activate the elevator.

Etkatrina had never seen her gaurds so paniced. Thier movments were ridged, and they continueously paced the halls, wary of every movment or sound. They had accumilated a thin layer of sweat above thier brow, and could not for the life of them stay still. Not that she could blame them with the sounds of gunshots and screams of pain ringing throughout compound above them. It wasn't until she heard the sound of the elevator coming down, did she allow a sliver of hope to rest upon her heart. The moment the elvator came to a stop her gaurds took aim at the strangers.

They moved as quick as lightning. Flashes of blue, red, black, and gold crossed her vison, but in her drug indued state she could barly make out thier forms. From what she could gather, thier were twelve of them, a team of people obviously well endowed with gifts that allowed them to work well together in combat. So it did not suprise her that they were quick to dispatch all the gaurds on her cell block. When the sounds of gunshots and screams of the gaurds ceiced, she knew the battle was over. What felt like an eternity later, a woman with the most vibrant red hair came to the window of her cell door and gave a small gasp. " Cap you might want to see this." Etkatrina could hear the shuffle of footsteps coming towards her cell door, and suddenly the scent of blood overwlemed her. She let out a shriek as the scent hit her throat and burned away her senses. The footsteps froze. Suddenly a laughter was heard in the hall

. " You think freeing her is a good idea. You have no idea what she is." The fallen gaurd croaked, his face forming a cruel smile as blood dribbled from his lips. There was a single gunshot heard followed by a strangled chocking sound, then a thump. " Buck, was that really neccessary" She faintly heard the one they call Cap complain. There was a small grunted, followed by a sigh from the Captain. The brillant red headed woman opened the door to her cell, and slowly made her way next to Etkatrina, careful of her every move. " She's bound and muzzled, lacerations to the ankles and wrists, badly brusied everywhere else. Cap, I should be able to...." Etkatrina watched as the woman because speechless at the sight of her mark, her eyes growing wide in disbelief. "Steve". The woman yelled turning back towards the door.

A man entered the room upon the summance. Most of his face was disorianted but she could clearly make out the symbol on his chest. She understood the Cap refrence now. The man that stood before her now was none other than Captain America. "What is it, Natasha" The red head, or Natasha as she had just learned, gently unbound her wrist and showed it to the Captain. Etkatrina watched as a smile slowly crept upon his face until it was a full blown grin. " I told him" was the only words he spoke before leaving the room. Natasha smiled down at her while she stroked her hair, and whispered the words Etkatrina had wanted to hear her entire existance. " He's here. He came for you."

Bucky couldnt beleive it, that any of it was real as the truth struck him. After all these years, there she was just beyond that door. Bucky looked at Steve for reassurence, and Steve gave him a small nod telling him it was okay, that he wasn't dreaming. Coming back to himself, he took cautious steps as he made his way into the cell. The sight before him both made his heart swell, and crushed his soul. His body tensed as his mind tried to digest the scene before him. There she lay, his chosen, bound like wounded animal. That itself was enough to enrage him, but what set him off was the muzzle, one just like he had been forced to wear. The moment he saw it, it sent him reeling back to his time as the brainwashed assasin. Faces flew acrossed his memory, each one reopening wounds he had worked so hard to close, each scar hurting worse than the day the wounds were inflicted. Without comprehending his movments, he stalked up to her and deafly unfastened the muzzle of shocking both Natasha and his chosen. He bent down to her level and finished undoing all her bindings, unable to see her like this, like he had been so many times before. It was then he noticed the tiny dots covering her arms, Injection sights. It was the only probable dedution. He followed the trail of dots down all the way to her right wrist, and gently traced he elegent scrawl of her mark with his thumb.

" I'm sorry" he whispered to her in a deaf tone, one so quiet only she could hear. It was the only thing he could say to her. The only thing that mattered was that she understood how sorry he was for letting her go through this, for not getting here sooner. But the moment was ruined the second the scent of his blood hit her. Once again she shrieked, but recoiled from him grasping at her throat in a vain attempted to rid herself of the flames that licked at her throat. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of the wound on his shoulder, and she tried her best not to inhale through her nose anymore. " Knock me out" she croaked to him her eyes pleading with him to comply. T

o say he seemed shocked was an understatement. " What? NO!" he argued unable to comprehend why she would say such a thing. He went to move closer, to comfort her in her pain but she moved further away from him. " If you don't knock me out, then i'm giong to hurt you" she rasped the burning in her throat intensifing at the close range of her chosen. Her eyes flashed red and he recoiled in surprise. She knew her hunger was getting the best of her, but she didn't know how long she could fight it off. " Please, I promise you wont hurt me" she pleaded. He looked at her closely noticing the way her face contorted in pain. Bucky blew a deep breath from his nose, and reached up to lay a soft kiss againt her forhead.

Trusting her judgment, he lent forward and whispered. " Close your eyes." not being able to stand the thought of what he was about to do. She did as she was told, and in a few seconds she went limp in his arms. He picked her up bridal style, cradling her agaist his chest and carried her out to meet the others. He looked to Natasha in obvious distress, guilt for his action clearly displayed. " You did the right thing, she was in pain and we don't know what she's capable of yet. If she believed she was dangerous, then we did what was best in following her wishes" Her words did little to comfort him but it eased his mind for the moment.

" Does any body else feel as if this was way too easy" Falcon asked as they begin to exit the compound. Hawkeye groaned and turned to Sam. " Don't make me shoot you Bird Boy, you never say that on a mission." Tony laughed at the pair. " Come on guys Sams probably just....." But Tony never got to finish his sentence because in that moment an explotion with the intensity of two suns, shook the entire compound.

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Promise

Warnings: none at the moment

A/N: This gets deep fast, trust me @lovelynemesis

Prolouge:

Every person has a soul mate, the one person whom you connect with so deeply no distance could every tear you apart. That one person whose every tear rips your soul apart, and every smile builds it back up again. That one person whose physical seperation causes you pain, and whose simplest touch is your lifes greatest joy. We call this person a chosen.

Your chosen will have a personalty that compliments yours so well it would seem as if you were of one mind. We identify our chosen my a small word on our wrist,: a word ment to have some meaning to the pair, unique to each set of chosens. It is rare not to find your chosen in your life time, but James is a special case. He has lived two lifetimes and each day his thoughts grow darker and more desprate. He has almost given up hope on ever finding his chosen several times, believeing himself to be undeserving of a soulmate, but Steve thinks otherwise.

Steve believes that James or "Bucky" ,as Steve likes to refere to him, is closer to meeting his chosen now more than ever if the darkness of his mark is anything to go by. You see when you first recive your mark it is almost a smoky grey, and as time passes your mark grows darker signaling the time you have until you meet your chosen. Back in the nighteen forties Bucky's mark was a light grey, almost unoticable, but now its a pitch black, as if ink were stained acrossed his wrist, spelling out the word, obeschanyve.

When Bucky first recived his mark he found it odd that is was the russian word for promise, but now it made perfect sence to him looking back on everything he had been through. The russian was a refelction on his time spent as the winter soldeir, seeing it was only then he had learned what the word had truely ment. It was his one constent. Hydra could wipe him all they wanted, but his mark would forever be engraved upon his skin.

The word itself, to Bucky, was the unspoken promise of a second chance. He would meet his chosen and she would love him, despite the things he had done as the soldier. Many times he had considered the option of death in his time as a brainwashed puppet, it would have been much easier to handle than the coming torcher he had grown acustomed too. His mark had helped him come through that by giving him something to live for, giving him purpose behind the mindless haze of Hyrda. Then once he had found Steve, the mark's meaning changed. It became a symbol of hope. It helped Bucky through his recovery, and everytime he looked at it, he would be renewed with a sense of purpose, his mark had given him something to fight for. It was times like these though, when he felt the odds weigh against him.

The Avengers, including himself, were preping for a mission that was to take place in an old hydra base on the edge of what used to be the soviet borders. Tony had explained that after the fall of shield, hyrda was desprate and was reduced to looking for old bases such as these. This one though, this base struck a nerve within Bucky. He didnt understand what it was but this location gave him an odd sense of forboading. Bucky was on edge, winter's instincts trying to warn him of the coming danger, yet he couldn't help but feel a slither of hope.This forgien feeling had caused him to be wary of the entire mission, even after Steve had promised not to leave his side.

Etkatrina was no stranger to pain. She had begun her very long existance, or at least what she could remeber of it, in the most scrutinizing agony no being should have to suffer through. Only after hours of this pain, did it subside to where it was tolherable. When she came out of the haze that was her transfomation, she quickly came to the realaztion that she was differant. It seemed all her senses were enchnced at least ten fold, her strentgh, speed and stamnia appeared to be alomst endless,and an intense burning had settled itself in her throat and upon its discovery had consumed her entire being. She let her tounge gaze over her knewly aquired fangs and tried to push away any thoughts of the flames that were attaking her throat but the only conciveable thing in her mind now was how to quell the burning. She was now the perfect predator, and the world had become her prey, but over time the burning became managable, and Etkatrina was able to rentergrate herslef into human society once more.

She was nearing the end of her two hundered and twentieth year when she was captured by the world war two nazi divison named after the myth of the hydra. Indeed the name suited them. After supposedly being shut down at the end of world war two after the death of the red skull, they still manage to survive, only to reapper inside of shield itself in late two thousand twelve, and still being opperational even after its fall, and somehow they had managed to learn of her existance and find her. The only thing that kept her going was the black ink scripted acrossed her wrist, obeschanyve.

Day in and day out they did the most undescribleable things to her, yet she remain resilant, hopeful one day her chosen would come to rescue her, hopeful the promise etched acrossed her wrist still held as firm as the day it appeared on her skin. Lost to her drugged induced coma, she wasn't able to realize the new feeling that had settled over the compound .

It was a tense feeling similar to caution, but bared down with heavy undertones of fear and despreation. For some reason as the the sun began to set on the day, it gave way to all her feelings of helplessness, because the night brought the change of gaurds outside her cell, and with these gaurds came whispers. Whispers of increased secerity on her cell block, double gaurds and less rotations, twenty four seven servallience, and no entery to her cell under any circumstance, which ment she wouldn't be fed and they knew the concquenses for that were severe.

That could only mean something ,or someone was coming, and whatever or whoever it was, Hyrda was afriad of, even more so than her. Which then gave rise to the question. "Who was they hiding her from?"

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I Forgive You

Summery: y/n has a history and all it it takes is one slip up to tear thier world apart.

Warnings: so much angst, mentions of domestic violence

A/N: this is for my @lovelynemesis who has helped me through the worst week of my life. Also please forgive any grammar mistakes or spelling errors. ha see what I did there.

Inspired by the song i forgive you- Sia

"GET THE HELL OUT!!!!"

The room goes deadly silent as the tears you've been holding back come rolling down your face. You stare at him Almost astonished, holding your cheek sure it would be bruised by in the morning, and whisper

" Do you really mean that?''

When he doesn't answer you turn on your heal and run out of your shared.. no longer shared bedroom running straight into Steve. He takes in your red rimmed eyes and tear stained cheeks and the way you can't seem to keep eye contact for longer than ten seconds and it worries him. Then he notices it.

" Hey Y/N what happened"

All your able to manage is a half chocked sob before you push past the blond super soldier seeking the solstice of the only other person you fully trust besides Steve and Bucky, and seeing as you could talk to either one of them without being called out on it you sought out the comfort of the red headed ex soviet spy you had come to call your sister.

Natasha had taken you under her wing in a sorts upon your arrival at the tower. she taught you basic defense, gave you advice and was protective over you, her maternal instincts being killer literally. You had assumed it was because she would never be able to have a child herself that she took to caring for you as she had. So naturally when you came to her door in a disheveled mess, begging to be let in she was ready to pounce. She took one look at you, and pulled you into her arms , stroking your long Y/H/C hair and whispering soothing words to try and get you to calm down.

" Tell me what happened Y/N'' she demanded once she had secured the door and placed you onto her bed. " God Natalia it was just like Aaron all over again. One moment we're fighting and the next I'm on the floor." you croak into the red heads chest desperate for any sort of comfort.

" Barnes hit you"

You can tell she's surprised by the statement as much as you were. You peer up to her and gently plead

'' Can i please just stay here Natalia. As long as your here I'll be okay" you beg your voice going hoarse from crying. She kisses the top of your head and holds you close.

" Yes, Your not going anywhere. We'll sort this out tomorrow" she promised. She waited until you had dozed off and told F.R.I.D.A.Y. to secure the door, not letting anyone other than her in and to discourage you if you tried to leave. She planned on confronting James, and apparently she wasn't the only one. As she neared the common room She was met with the rest of the avengers all grim toned and murderous looks resting upon their faces.

'' It could have been an accident'' Steve tried to tell them blocking the hall to Bucky's room. Natasha cleared her throat causing the team to look at her then set her glare on Steve.

'' Accidents like that don't happen Rodgers" she half snarled marching up to Steve and poking his chest with her perfectly polished nail. '' Especially not to people like her Now move Captain before we make you" Steve was awed at the amount of emotion Natasha was allowing herself to show, but that also meant she wasn't letting this go. He opened his mouth to respond but before he could he was interrupted.

" Just let'em by Stevie. Go ahead and get it over with" Bucky said in a regretful whisper. His head was hung low and it looked as if he had been crying as well. '' Good'' Natasha thought.

" Buck explained what happened we need to hear the whole story before jumping to any conclusions" Steve all but ordered looking to everyone.

" We were arguing. She was worried that I wasn't sleeping enough and she was persistent on talking about my nightmares. She thought it would help. I told her I didn't want to, and she just kept pushing. One minute she's coming towards me And the next She's on the floor. I don't" Bucky chocked tears flowing freely as he tried to relive the moment for them

" I don't remember hitting her. I just remember that terrified look in her eyes as she looked up at me and I knew I had screwed up. I told her to get out. I was scared to hurt her anymore, but it came out as more of a scream. Then she ran off. "

Bucky story was followed by silence from everyone. Some faces changed to more calculative ( Bruce and vision) and the rest still looked pretty pissed off. " Sergent Barnes " Vision said suddenly jarring the whole group out of whatever thoughts they had been in. " what were you thinking of when she came at you" Everyone realized the importance of his next words. It proved weather or not he meant to hit her or not. either way thought he was still screwed. " I was thinking about a bad nightmare I had last night. I didn't want to tell her because she was involved in it.''

'' You hurt her in your nightmare didn't you'' Wanda asked in an inquisitive tone. Bucky only managed to nod. In truth the nightmare had been about his time when he was the soldier, except this time you had been his victim. He remember pinning you down and then...

" It is highly probably that your body reacted in fear to the environment around it, and at the time was unable to recognize Y/N and considered her a threat while in it's vulnerable state. Thus why you did not remember the actions that accured. You weren't aware of them until it was too late" Vison said directing the stament to everyone.

At Visons analysis of the situation the room became less tense, well everyone expet Natasha who was the only one who knew what the repercussions of this were gonna be.

" Miss Rommanoff" Natasha glanced at the ceiling to the A.I. " What is it F.R.I.D.A.Y." She asked gritting her teeth. " Miss Y/N is attempting to leave your room What shall I do" This caused Bucky to snap his head to the woman only to be met with a furious glare. " Don't let her out yet" She said turning to Barnes. " Natasha I need to apologize" Bucky pleaded his tone remorseful. " Shut. Up." she hissed catching everyone off guard. They were all expecting some sassy remark or sharp quip but were met with the exact opposite.

" Do you have any Idea what the hell you have just done to her" she all but growled at the ex assassin. A confused look made it's way it Barnes face while recognition beamed on Clint's.

"Shit" muttered the archer, turning to walk beside Natasha." How bad is it' He asked glancing towards the room your in. " Not bad slight panic attack when I tried to leave, probably one when she woke up and realized I was gone. Her anxiety levels have all but tripled in the past hour alone. Expect nightmares tonight" Natasha started listing of that sounded like Y/N was dealing with Bucky not Natasha dealing with Y/N.

" What the hell are you talking about" Bucky snapped effectively stopping the conversation.

" Congrats Barnes you have just Wiped away all the progress me and Tasha have made in the past three years. YOU my friend just caused Y/N to have the biggest FUCKIN relapse of her life, and now we are back to square one." Clint said gesturing grandly as if Bucky had done some big accomplishment.

" Relapse" Bucky question stepping forward to the two assassins. " What the hell are you talking about." He demanded.

" Y/N was a victim of domestic violence before she arrived at the tower.''

The entire group quited at the reveal of something that suddenly made everything about you so much easier to understand. The way you are uncomfortable around guys, how you avoid certain movies, and why you flinched about everything when you first moved into the tower.

" She what...." Bucky said his voiced sounded heart broken, kicking himself for not realizing it sooner. All the signs had been there.

" She had the living hell beat out of her everyday for two years" Natasha said bluntly using her words as a weapon against him. " She was called every name in the book, Talked down too, made to feel fucking worthless, like she wasn't worth shit. "

Each word hit Bucky so hard you could physically see him flinch. Every time he tried to say something he shut it when he realized there was nothing he could say. He tried to push pass everyone into Natasha's hall only to be blocked by clint and thor. He needed to get to her. needed to ask, no get on his fucking knees and beg for her forgiveness. He felt so disgusted with himself. He promised he would it okay if you didn't forgive him, as long as you knew how much was regretted what had happened.

" Your not going anywhere near her Barnes, god if I were her...''

" Well your not her" Steve said Backing Bucky up per usual. " Why don't we let her See him maybe they can work it out."

"Miss Romanoff " F.R.I.D.A.Y. said but was unable to be hear.

" I'm Not letting him anywhere near her" Natasha " If he so much as steps in the same room as her i'll..."

''NATALIA" a voice rang out silencing the entire room. Everyone immediately knew who it was. There was only one person Natasha lets call her by her birth name.

" Miss Romanoff, Miss Y/N has escaped your room" F.R.I.D.A.Y. said into the silence. Tony just chuckled under his breath and commented with " A bit late with the program"

With the room still frozen, you pushed your way past thor and clint and went and placed a hand on her shoulder.

" Drop it" you told her in a firm tone ,although it wavered. You took one look at bucky and tilted your head down. He went to say something but you stopped him dead in his tracks. "Stop. Don't say anything you wouldn't say had you not just heard everything they just told you" Then turned and left the room Natasha in tow with clint following close behind.

The next two weeks were hell for Bucky he spend his night awake not being able to sleep without you in his arms where he knew you'de be safe... well at least with him. The worst part was your screams. Every night he would listen in agony as your screams ripped through out the tower echoing in his ears. He knew this was all his fault so when Natasha and clint were away on a mission he plotted to find a way to apologize. Call him selfish, but he'd rather you be with him and hurting than alone and hurting, and he knew you felt the same.

He got his chance a couple days later. He found you in the kitchen late on night nursing a cup of tea, steam spilling from over the rim. At first you didn't seem to notice him, but when he saw that stray tear fall he knew you had seen him. He walked up to you and grasped your hands, your body trembling from the sobs wracked in your chest. It was only when He felt the small warmth of tears cover his cheeks did he fall to his knees and place his head in your lap.

"Babydoll, I'm so fucking sorry" He croaked out, his words slightly muffled by the cloth of your robes. " I didn't mean... I would never hurt you intentionally. I was stuck in a nightmare and when you came towards me i just reacted. Please tell me you forgive me Sugar." His words eventually became cracked and broken to the point where he couldn't get a full sentence out without chocking up." It's been hell without you, Baby. The beds all empty at night and i realized my nightmares aren't whats keeping me from sleeping anymore. It's the thought of you not being here with me anymore. The sheets are cold, and the whole room just seems like a ghost town."

" Please come back Babydoll." He said grasping your hands and placed gentle kisses on them " I can't live without you in my life."

You sat quietly processing everything. Truth was you had forgiven him a long time ago. You had just needed him to forgive himself. And by confronting you like this, it shown that he had.

You slipped out of your chair and sat in front of him, and he started to cry again but this time with relief. You pulled his head to your chest as he continued to cry, and stroked his hair lovingly, cradling him to you as you always had, protecting the world from his vulnerability and him from himself. You kissed the crown of his head and gently whispered

" I Forgive You''

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