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In the Meantime | Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: when Bucky took Steve out of the water he left behind everything that kept him captive the last 70 years. So he had another mission and that was restore the man he was one day. In the meantime he meets someone who helps him go through everything, his very own ride or die.

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings ⚠️: fluff and Steve overprotective

Author's Note: I'm such a dumbass, I was trying to dit a thing in this and I don't know what I did and it got deleted. Thank God I got a copy on my computer. Here you are -again- the 5th part.

Ps: thank you so much for 50 followers 🥰🥺

Chapter 4

Chapter V

Who throws a party on a Tuesday night? Exactly, the one and only Tony Stark. Since I was a little girl the Stark Industries were a big deal around the world. I remember being a teenager and hearing all about the glamorous life Tony had, all the scandals and problems he got in. He was extraordinary to my eyes. It still is, I lost track when I grew up but when he announced he was Iron Man a few years ago it really blow my mind, but I was finishing my career and didn't have any time to fangirl over him. But tonight I was meeting him and, God help me, talking to him, this was definitely something to be nervous about.

My boss said I had to interview all the avengers, so that means that I'm meeting all of them, even the God of thunder himself. Okay I was really nervous, I couldn't help it anymore.

The time came and I had to leave the room because Ron, my driver, was picking me up from the hotel door. I choose a beautiful lilac dress, with a v-neck and a belt down my boobs that lift’em a little. But my shoes made my feet hurt bad so I decided to run downstairs barefoot and put my shoes on the way there in the car. My driver laugh at me when he saw me with my shoes on my hand and we joked around a little while heading towards the Stark Tower.

-Are you nervous Mr. Y/L/N?- he worked for my boss since 2005, he was very polite and I trusted him, all I heard about him was good. So I'm glad he could share this little moments with me, it didn’t make me feel so small in this big city.

-Yes, I am, it's the first time I'm meeting these people and they are like gods, literally- I said laughing.

-Take it easy, they are very polite and they always answer the fans and media with a smile, you're gonna be just fine- he said, maybe he knew them. He worked here in New York, it wasn't so crazy.

-You know them?

-Yes, when Michael- he referred to my boss by his first name- send his employees to the big apple I'll stay around with them all the time they are here. And most of the time is something Avenger related- he explained to me

-Wow- I was speechless- so... you saw them? How was the space-disaster here in 2012?

-It was though, I'm not gonna lie. My car flew out of a window as the big green guy threw it to kill one of those space dogs. But the insurance cover it and we didn't get killed so I couldn't complain

-That's hard, I mean all the destruction, and even you suffer it from inside. But I'm glad all the damage could be repaired.

-Yes, that was the good part- he stayed silent a moment- So I was saying, Mr. Stark is a good person Y/N, don't worry about him- he said parking outside the big tower.

-Thank you Ron, what time do you wanna meet?- I asked

-I'm gonna be outside Miss Y/N, I have to catch up with the guys- he turned around to point to the other drivers who were parking outside the tower as well and gathering together. They seemed good fellas.

-Okay, if you wanna go there's no problem. I call an Uber or something.

-Don't worry, I'll let you know- he said winking and walking towards his friends.

I faced the entrance, straightened my dress with my hands, one breath in, and I walked towards the door. The lobby was full of people, I could tell through the doors. I was extending my hand to open the door when someone opened it first.

-Please, let me- a men's voice came from behind me while opening the door for me to walk in.

-Thank you- I said facing the gentleman, I recognized him at the very moment my eyes meet his.

-Ladies first- he said walking behind me while we entered the big lobby full of people- I'm Steve Rogers by the way- he said giving me his hand to stretch. He was wearing a blue navy shirt and black jeans. He was so polite, everything I heard in the news, Bucky, some friends, was true. He was very handsome too, that couldn't be denied.

-I'm Y/N, I'm a reporter- I said-It's nice to meet you, thank you for your service- Besides all the big thinks he fought the last few years he was still a veteran who fought in the World War II, and that has to be recognized.

-Thank you sweetheart- he sounded like my grandpa saying that and a little smile made its way through my face.

-You going up I suppose- I said while walking to the elevator. I was calmed until I remembered Bucky. We both walk towards the elevator until we were standing in front of the door.

-So... what journal do you work for?- He said while we stepped in when the doors opened.

-I work for a big media company, The Washington Post- I said looking at him while grabbing my purse tight to relief some tension.

-Ohhh yeah, I heard about that- he said with half smile, looking at me- What brings you here?

-I have to interview as many avengers as I can

-Well, you can talk to me in any moment sweetie- He said just in time when the doors opened and walked away from me. I watched him leave and meet some group of people that were waving at him.

I stepped out of the elevator looking everything around me. It was such a beautiful and big floor. It had the windows from floor to ceiling with an incredible view of the big apple. Everybody were dress to kill, I looked around looking for some familiar faces and I recognized Thor, he was the tallest person in the room, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, some colleagues and, finally, Tony Stark.

I was standing alone for a while, trying to assimilate and comprehend their behavior on a regular night. They were pretty common people, I mean they were laughing, chatting, drinking like in a normal party. They seemed great guys.

-Hi there- I walked towards Steve, he was alone and it was the only one who I felt secure enough to talk to.

-Ohh hi!- he said rising his eyebrows- Come here, I'll introduce you to the rest

-Wait I need to talk to you first- I said grabbing his arm

-Is everything okay?- He looked straight to my eyes, worried.

-Yes I just need to talk to you in private- That was it, I was going to tell him everything. He must be worried sick about his friend, and for what Bucky told me they were family. He deserved to know he was fine. And maybe he could give me some information I could use on Bucky, like their childhoods or whatever.

-What's the matter?- he asked while we place ourselves in a couch far away from everyone.

-Look this is off the record, I have to confess you something- I was nervous, very nervous- but you got to promise you won't be interfering, this is going to take time, I can give you my number and I can update you on the situation but we have to take small steps- he looked really confused, I don't blame him, he should.

-I'm starting to worry Y/N, what is it? I thought you were a journalist- he looked even a bit angry.

-I am, but something happen 6 months ago- his facial expression changed, he tensed up, like he knows what I'm talking about- Do you remember the Washington thing? With the helicarriers and all?

-Of course I remember

-Well that day someone broke into my house, looking for shelter- I said looking him in the eyes, he looked even more tense now, I think he is gonna pop a vein in his neck or something.

-Did he hurt you?- he said with a low voice getting closer to my ear, we were alone but just in case.

-No- I answered, I didn't know how to break the news to him, he clearly looked for him, or was looking for him at the moment. I don't know

-Where is he?

-I can't tell you that- I looked away to the group of people who were having fun just a few meters from me.

-So you know where he is- he looked at me with a death stare, I think this was a big mistake.

-Yes, but you got to understand he is not the same person he was 70 years ago Steve, he is trying to assimilate a lot of things, trying to repair others, and working hard on himself. He is doing the best he can- I looked at him again in his eyes, he wanted to say something but it looked like he couldn't find the words.

-But...- he doubts for a moment- Is he... how... are you with him?- he finally asked properly.

-I'm helping him, yes- he sighed almost in relief.

-Okay when can I meet him?- the infamous question I was waiting for him to ask.

-That's the issue Steve, you can't- his face turned again, but this time he was angry.

-Do you have any idea who he is? What he means to me? I didn't even know he was alive and I've been looking for him like crazy with Sam, Falcon- he clarify, of course I knew Falcon but didn't know his name. I'll have to write that down- Please let me know where he is.

-He don't want to- he seemed like he was going to cry- but it's not like he doesn't want to. He is ashamed for everything, he wants to be better for when he sees you. He told me that before I came here.

We stood there for a while, sitting in the couch, in our thoughts. This must be really hard to him. He watched Bucky died in 1944, he must feel guilty even. I didn't know if I was doing the right thing.

-I'm trusting this information because I believe in you Captain, please don't come looking for him neither tell anyone. We are making progress-I almost begged.

-Is he?- he said looking in my eyes- is he making progress?- he looked really worried about his friend. I completely understood that. They were family.

-Yes, he got a job now, knows how to cook breakfast, I mean I teach him how to use the coffee machine, he once in a while buys me dinner and he is trying to go to a support group- I explained, Steve was amazed, his eyes were a little bit teary.

-Thank you for helping him. I won't tell anyone but we should be in contact. If anything happens...- he said shaking his head slowly.

-Yeah, sure, I can give you my number

-No, I prefer if we have our private numbers

-Ummm... what?

-I'll give you a phone by the end of the night, just let me see if I can take one of Starks mobiles.

-Okay, thank you for understanding Steve

-It really means a lot to me what are you doing. Please let me know when he is ready to talk or to see me.

-I will

-Now- he said after a while sitting there watching the ongoing party- do you wanna make that interview?

-Yes

And like that I was a little more relaxed, someone other than me knew about Bucky, I got excellent information to make the post about Sokovia and the Avengers, and get to meet all of them. They were cool people, answered all of my questions and even we stayed chatting a little bit more after that. Thor was such a character to talk to, he used this really weird words and kept calling Falcon the Son of Will, he was hilarious. In the other hand was Tony, he was everything I expected to be, I loved every moment of our conversation, he took his time answering my questions, he joked around with me and even invite to come in other occasion to New York and stayed in the tower.

By the end of the night Steve came to me with an envelope, there was the phone, with only one number. I thank him and walked out of the building to meet Ron, the driver.

It was like 3 am when I got to my hotel. I checked my phone and I had 2 missed phone calls from home.

-Hello?- I said while waiting for Bucky to pick up, I heard a noise and then

-Hello? Who is this?- I heard his sleepy voice.

-Buck? It's me- my heart jumped when he answered, his voice was so soft- I got two missed calls from you.

-Ahh baby, hi- he said clarifying his voice- I was trying to reach you but it kept saying that I have to leave voice mails.

-It's okay, I just came from the party to my hotel, everything went fine. Tomorrow, when I see you I'll tell you all about it, now go to sleep- he really had bad nights, so when he could sleep 8 hours or so without interruption it was a miracle.

-I wanted to know how everything went, I'm glad all worked out fine, I'm going to sleep back now because I was having a beautiful dream- he said and I could tell, again, he was smiling

-See you tomorrow

-See you tomorrow- he hung up, properly this time

The flight back home was as peaceful as the one that brought me to NYC, thank God, I hate turbulence. I get to the main door and took my phone to order an Uber. In less than an hour I was standing in the front door of my home. Just when I was going to put the keys on the door opened.

-Hi bubby- Bucky said giving me a hug and lifting me in the air. I put my hands around his neck and smell his hair. He is my safe place now.

-Hi Buck, how's it going?

-Fine, come in, look what I've done- he said grabbing my backpack and walking me inside.

I smell something weird when I step inside, it was food? Did he really cooked me?

-Voilà- he said in the kitchen, in the table was a pizza that I assumed he bought and two glasses of wine, two candles in the middle of it. Just the gesture by itself made me melt, my heart gave a big jump. The smell was something in the pot he tried to cook but I think it burned.

Without giving a thought I turned around to face him, put my arms around his neck and give him a kiss on the lips. Soft. Slow. Until I realized what I did. I took a step back and looked at his eyes. He was frozen, looking me in the eyes, with no reaction at all. Just when I was going to walk away I felt his hands on my waist and he crashed his lips in mine. And that was it. The little kiss became a passionate and deep one. His hands suddenly were on my lower back and I felt all my feelings were being shared, I felt really connected to him, he was there too, he liked me back.

-Wait, we need to talk- I said putting our foreheads together.

So that's it for now, what do you think? Are they ready to do the nasty? Is Steve going to interfere?

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In the Meantime | Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings ⚠️: fluff not much more. Maybe in the next one we got some action

Author's note: So I wanted to do this series but didn't want to rush things between reader and traumatized Buck because all the bagage he got and the mental issues. I wanted to make sure that he is comfortable with Y/N before anything romantic happens. But after this one I think he is ready to make the step forward. What you think?

Chapter I | Chapter II | Chapter III

Chapter IV

It was monday again, I got up at 7 a.m. as usual to go to work. This weekend have been the best in a long time. Bucky and I were bonding, building a kind of relationship. I don't want to rush things because he has a lot to figure it out yet but I could tell he feels something too. Thank God the news and all the media let go a little all "the Winter Soldier on the loose" thing. They were looking too hard for new pictures of his face or things like that so they could print it all over the world and start looking for him. But nothing came up, so he was safe. The only thing that was recognized was his metal arm. But a hoodie or a jacket solved that problem. Maybe things were starting to settled.

-Hi- he said walking in the kitchen while I was eating breakfast. It took me by surprise, he didn't wake up this early, and I did a face he noticed- Today I'm going early to work, now ask me why?- He said smiling

-Why?- I answer looking at him while he poured himself a cup of coffee. It was a wild ride teaching him how to operate the coffee machine and the toaster, but he got there, and now he is amazing at it.

-I'm going to get off the job earlier and give it a try to that veteran thing you said last friday- he said looking directly at my eyes waiting for my reaction

-OMG! ARE YOU SERIOUS?- I said widening my eyes. I genuinely thought it was gonna be a lot more difficult.

-Yeah, I'm gonna be late tonight, so if you wanna eat dinner before I got here it's okay

-Of course not, I'll pick you up. What time it ends?

-At 9 p.m. but you don't have to do this. I can manage it on my own

-I want to, at least the first day- I said touching his hand looking for approval

-Mmmm okay, I'll see you tonight- he said leaving his chair and putting the mug on the sink. He gave me a kiss in the head and leave the kitchen to go to work.

The hours went so slowly, there was a lot of work to do, some things were happening in a place called Sokovia in West Europe and the avengers, obviusly, were on it. I'm not complaining, I love to cover news like that, but I was worried about Bucky and his interaction with people other than me. I didn't have any way to communicate with him, he didn't want a cellphone because he said they could tap into it and track him. It was a reasonable fear, so I understood but now it would be much easier to check on him.

The day passed, the mission in Sokovia went well according to our sources. The avengers were back on New York in the Stark tower and they were planning a party or something like that. They wanted me to go and cover that thing but I couldn't leave Buck alone. Although it would be a great way to found out more about Steve and what he knew about Bucky. Maybe I could talk to him and see if he would be comfortable being alone 48 hours.

It was finally time to go home, I went running to my car and drove to the place where the veteran group had their meetings. 30 minutes in the road and I arrived. It was early so I step out of the car and walked towards the door. It was like a school, not to big, I enter through the main door and there was a long hallway. Almost in the middle of it was a sign it said 'Support group 7 pm - 9 pm' and an arrow pointing at a door. I knocked one time and someone said come in. When I opened the door there were chairs facing to a plataform where a man was speaking. The people on the chairs were listening carefully what he was saying. No one seemed to care that I was there. So I sit in the back in silence. With my eyes I started looking for the long haired man who lived with me. After one quick look I didn't saw him, I checked again, one by one, and nothing. Maybe he backed up and didn't showed. After 10 minutes I left because Bucky wasn't there and the meeting it was coming to an end. I decided to return home and wait for him. Maybe something happened in the way here or in the way to his work. I was starting to worry.

-Hello?- I said walking in my house, at the front door. No one answered. I put my keys and coat in their place, besides the door. I walked to my bedroom but just before I opened my door I heard a noise coming from Bucky's bedroom.

-Buck?- I said knocking his door.

-Wait- he said, he was here. I sighed in relief.

-What happened? I was worried about you- I said through the door

-Hey- he said opening the door, with half smile on his face and looking me from head to toes. If he wasn't James I would totally think he was in a flirting mood. But I knew him a little and I sense something was happening.

-Do you mind explaining?- I said putting my hands on my hips.

-I'm so sorry doll, I know we were supposed to meet there. I swear I went but...- his eyes crystallized, he looked down to his toes. I knew this could happen. It was going to be tough for him.

-Step by step buck, it's okay- I said while I walked closer to give him a hug. He let me put my arms around him but he didn't move- you wanna talk about it?

-There's not much to talk about I mean- he stopped and breathe in- I was there, they started talking about things we didn't want to do, but we have to because the war demand it. Some people talked about their experiences, but then they asked me- he looked away, to my bedroom door, his eyes were lost, again

-Come on, let's go downstairs and you can talk to me about anything- I grabbed his hand and he walked behind me.

-So what did they ask you?- I said while we were sitting on the couch

-They asked my name and I didn't know what to tell them, they said I could use only my first name so I said James, but the words didn't come out as easily as they come when I'm with you. So I said that I needed to go because I have things to do and I ran like hell- he looked at me with puppy eyes, I think he was afraid I was going to be mad or something.

-I'm proud of you- he raised his head in disbelief- It's a big step that you at least went to the place and heard other experiences. I know they aren't like yours, but just so you know you are not alone.

-But I didn stayed

-But maybe you could try another time and that could work, you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow- I gave him a smile, he was more relaxed now.

-Thanks- he said while putting his hand in my tight and looking in my eyes. My heart started to race like crazy. I think I'm in love, I just fall completely.

After dinner and telling him everything had happened at work today I show him the news about Sokovia, and the avengers and that I might leave him a night or two to go to New York and hang with his old buddy.

-I can't go with you, right?- he asked me

-I don't think so, the party is tomorrow and only 3 or 4 journalist are allowed to cover the party. It's pretty intimate.

-Okay- he said after a while being quiet- I'm going to be alright. But if something happens I can use the phone right?

-Bucky you are the reason you aren't using the phone. I told you, no one is going to follow you just for one call.

-Fine, but nothing is going to happen- he said

-Ok, I'm going to get some work stuff done in my bedroom. Night

-Night bubby- he answered while I was leaving the living room.

I sent my boss the confirmation of my trip to New York, is tomorrow morning so I had to make a small backpack with one outfit I could wear in a Tony Stark's party. I went to my dresser and take out all the dresses it might work. I didn noticed but my door was opened so after some time I heard the footsteps on the stairs and Bucky was just right in front of my door, problem was I was in my underwear, in between the change from one dress to another.

-I'm so sorry Y/N, I didn't know- he said covering his face with his hands and blushing. I put my pj's on and talked to him

-It's fine Buck, I was trying on some dresses, it was my bad I left the door open

-I'm going to sleep now- he said rushing to his room still flushed.

The next morning I was up at 6 am, I needed to get some things done before my flight and they were picking me up 7.30 to take me to the airport. I grab my backpack, my purse and my keys and leave all by the door so I won't forget anything.

I went quickly to the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. The house was very quiet, Bucky was still asleep and the whole city seemed quiet too. I loved mornings like this, it gave me some time to disconnect from everything.

I was sipping my tea when I heard the car outside, I grabbed my stuff and walked to the door. I remembered I didn't say goodbye to my roomie so I left a little letter in the top of the kitchen's table.

It was going to be a great trip, I was sure about it. But I wasn't so sure how to talk to Steve about Bucky, should I say I have him or what? I mean I don't have him but he is indeed living with me. He might miss him? I don't know, all these thoughts went away when we arrived to the enormous airport. The driver helped me take out the backpack from the trunk and waved me goodbye. He was a nice guy.

After 2 hours waiting the plane was already taking off, I was nervous, I didn't hear from bucky since last night. When i land I'm calling him. Just to make sure he is okay.

The flight was good, no turbulence and the passengers sitting next to me sleep all the time. I couldn't, I was so excited about meeting the Avengers I just couldn't calm down. We arrived and in the door I walked out there was a man with a sign with my name on it. I walked to him and introduce myself, he guided me to his car and took my backpack to put it in his trunk.

The ride to the hotel was brief, it was like a 10 minute ride, before I knew it we were there. I thank my driver and went to the reception desk and check on at the hotel.

They gave me the keys of my room, I walked there and when I was finally at my bed I took my phone and called home. I hope Bucky is there.

-Hello?- I said when I heard some noises from the other side.

-Hello? Can you hear me?- I heard Bucky, he sounded like a million miles away from the speaker.

-Yes, I can hear you, can you hear me?

-I... what? Speak a little bit louder- he said almost screaming. I think he had the phone upside-down.

-Try putting the phone upside-down Buck, I think you are talking through the speaker, not the microphone.

-Oh, there- he said and I heard him much better. We never needed to speak through a phone so that was a topic we never went through.

-Hi bae, how is everything there?- I said with a low voice

-Good, good, I think I can work things out in the kitchen so I don't starve to death- he said and I could tell he was smiling.

-You know you can call me and I can help you with that

-Yes, but I want to learn and do it myself

-Okay, but if by tomorrow you didn't eat anything or you almost burned the house I'm sending a pizza and a nanny- I answer laughing.

-Oh very very funny, I think I got this. How is everything going there?

-Great, the hotel is beautiful and I'm a few blocks from the city. I might get you a present and all.

-Good good. Any news on Steve?

-Nothing yet, the party is tonight. I call you when I come back. Buck I...- I stopped and think what was I going to say, should I ask him what to expect from Steve or what he wanted to ask him or tell him- do you want something particular for me to tell Steve?

-I don't know, what could I say? Sorry? I almost killed the guy.

-I know, but maybe you wanted to say something like if he wants to meet with you or...

-No, I don't want to see him. Not for now. Maybe in a future when I'm better. But not for now

-Okay then. I got to go but I promise I would call you the moment I return to the hotel.

-Bye bubby- he said and I heard a noise like he put the phone down without actually hanging up.

Tonight was gonna be something else.

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In the Meantime | Bucky Barnes x reader

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings ⚠️: mentions of trauma, murders, sad bucky, fluff at the end

Author's note: I'm very insecure with almost everything I do in my life so if you're enjoying the turn the story is having please let me know. If you have any suggestions let me know as well

Chapter I

Chapter II

Chapter III

Four months have passed since we went to the museum. He was very quiet the first days, I had to start working so I had to leave him alone for most part of the day. He seemed to appreciate that time alone because when I returned home he helped me cook dinner, wash the dishes and even start conversations.

The first memory he told me, 4 weeks ago, was about Steve, Captain America himself, they were old friends for what he can remember. They were inseparable, he looked after him a lot because Steve was bullied and always ended up in fights.

-And then he had to wore newspaper on his shoes because he wasn't as tall as he is now, after the serum and all. He thought no one noticed but his mom and I often joked around him telling that some random guy walking by and laughing was mocking him for that- he said laughing, his smile was beautiful. He was really reliving that moment

-I can't believe it. He seems such a powerful soldier now, how things change- I answer while calming down for the outburst of laugh.

-Yeah... I guess some things can change after all- he said with one last smile and looking down at his glass of wine.

-So... what happened to you all this years? Any news on that subject?

-I got blurry memories, the things I recall I'm not ready to tell you yet- he said looking in the eyes with total honesty.

-I get that, it's okay, whenever you're ready. Maybe if you didn't tell me and talked with another person...- I said trying to sugest something and he interrupted me.

-There's no way I'm going to a therapist, I told you- he said, not mad, not screaming, just resigned

-But why?

-I don't even know what is legal and what no anymore. I can't talk about my past or the things that keep me up at night because I'm going to end up in jail or in a mental institution.

-James you have to talk to me then, I can help you. But if you keep drifting me apart I won't be able to understand and do something about your situation- I said grabbing his flesh hand and playing with his fingers while he watched my moves.

-It's just...- he seemed so embarrassed- Okay remember the other day while we were watching the magic box? The girl in there talked about The Winter Soldier?- he said looking to my eyes, he was having a hard time talking to me. We had passed the times where he couldn't talked to me and now we were back.

-What about it?- I said listening carefully

-Well I'm him, I'm the ghost story, the winter soldier- he said putting his hands in his face and rubbing his eyes.

I didn't know what to do with that information, I mean I support him because clearly he didn't want to do all the things the TV said he did, he didn't behave like a serial killer, but in the other hand what could I do? A newbie journalist in a city far away from home, with none experience at all in this sort of things, super soldiers, avengers, villains kind of thing. But I was going to find a way, something will come up. For now he have to stay low profile. I was thinking on finding him a job or anything but now this changes everything. He can't leave the house because any minute now the FBI, CIA, Captain America or Iron Man is gonna show up in my door and take him. And neither of us wanted that.

-Please say something- he is scared of my reaction, I can tell that.

-I'm not mad or scared Buck, I just need to know, why you did all those things that lady said?- After the problems in D.C. all Hydra and the Avengers's files and secrets were out in the web for everyone to read. The media began to inquire and found a lot of stuff to harm everyone. But something was clear, that ghost story was real. Since that file went public every single wrongful murder in the last 70 years made sense. It made an impact on people, in the media I worked it's a news that must cover any section everyday.

-I... I'm sorry Y/N, I told you it was bad, I never meant to do all that things, but I'm starting to remember everything, and every victim, every moment, I recall their faces and their fear and that is what keeps me up at night, I'm sorry- he said again, looking at me and rubbing his eyes in an attempt to hold his tears back. His voice was shaky- If you want me to go I will, if you are here protecting me... if they got me... they will lock you up as an accomplice- he grab gently my face so I can look him in the eyes- I don't want anything bad happens to you.

-It's okay, I'm not letting you go anywhere Buck, I just want to know what is happening. What happened with all of that murders? What make you do it?- I said trying to understand, grabbing his hands and intertwining our fingers.

-In the war they captured me, they tested in me some variation of the super soldier' serum the states used on Steve- he said looking at some spot in the wall. Our hands still together

-Who are they?- he turned his gaze to me.

-HYDRA, the scientific division of Hitler, they were the ones trying to create the perfect soldier and the superior race humans. They used enemies soldier to test in them. Anyway when I fell off the train in 44 they captured me, they brainwashed me and put me in cryogenesis to sleep until I was useful again. They said I was shaping the century, whatever that means. I don't recall having a life other than those damn words and the moment I kill the target- that last words were the ones that break him, it was something so big what was he telling me. Of course, hearing his story for the point of view of what they say on the news he was a deadliest mercenary but in reality he is the victim here not the victimizer.

-What words bae?- I said unconsciously, cleaning one of the tears on his cheek.

-They programmed me to kill, so each time I wake up from being frozen I tried to run, leave the place, found Steve, Mr. Stark, my family, someone who can help me. But all those years of lobotomies paid the price and after some time instead of fried my brain they said a bunch of words that had the same effect, the effect to put me in the winter soldier mood, ready to comply every task they gave me- I look in his eyes, after all he said tonight I think he is relieved, obviously he is sad, and we're not even close to his sanity but this was a hell of a step, he did so much by remember all this things and telling me. Now we can work together and focus on restore the man he was before Hydra, the brainwash, the war, everything.

-Okay now, is there anything else you want to talk with me?- I asked, waiting for him to feel comfortable again to talk like he just did.

-Maybe in another time- he looked tired- I just wanna go to sleep and thank the gods they sent me you- he said and my heart shudder. I wasn't going to lie, the last month was something, he was a very kind man, caring and tender. There were days when he didn't want to came out of his room, and I understood that. But the other days where just wonderful. I was developing some kind of feelings towards him but come on, he was a 100 year old men who was really trying to understand the 21st century and help me with everything that surpasses me. It was impossible not to fall.

And that was the night I knew his story, who he was the last 70 years. In the museum we found a little thread that we kept pulling from until found out all he has told me. I suspect that there is more. But the last time was a lot of information. He and I were overwhelmed so it was fine not to talk about that for a while, he will when he is ready. Besides I wanted to give him a rest.

I had an idea, something that might help him. There was a veteran support group near my home, he could even walk there. I have to convince him tho that was the difficult part. He was so terrified of anyone recognizing him that he nearly left the house.

-What do you wanna eat tonight Bubby?- he said my nickname, since I told him that was how my father call me when I was little he didn't call me other way and I found it adorable. He walk in the kitchen and pour two glasses of wine. We we're watching a movie in the living room, I was relaxing after a long day of work, it was finally friday. Lately those were my favorite days because the next 48 hours I could spent time with my favorite super soldier. Truth is the feelings towards him were growing stronger. It scared me a little but that was it. I couldn't deny the reality.

-I don't know, maybe we can order something?

-Okay, I pay- he said with a huge smile

-What?

-What you've heard, I got my money now- he said very proud of himself, sitting beside me again in the couch.

-How...?- I said in disbelief, as far as I'm concerned he didn't have a job, he didn't even leave the house when I was at work.

-Well... there is a mechanic shop a few blocks from here, I was walking one day and he needed help with one car and we kind of made friends, we don't talk much tho, just fix cars together and he pays me for that- he walked me through his job, he was saving his money to take me out for dinner but he wasn't so sure to step into the public yet. But he was delighted with the idea of deliveries. Back in the day that wasn't so common.

-I'm impressed, you are a big kid now- I said giving smiling and giving him a kiss on his cheek- I'm so proud of you. You are the strongest men on earth.

-Thank you bubs, I was motivated because I want one of those things in my bedroom- he said pointing at the TV.

-Ohhh I like that idea, it's good to have something that motivates you- he looked at me and smile, he moved closer to me and put his arm around my shoulders- Can you order the food from your telephone?

-Yes, I'll call right now- I deal the number asked for the pizza and we waited for it while watching the movie together.

After the dinner we stayed in the kitchen a while, talking about how things have changed from the 20th century to the 21st, what he loved the most about the future and what he missed from the 40s.

-I know a place, you can go after your job. I think you would like it, or maybe just give it a try you know- I said looking at him while playing with my fingers, I was a little nervous.

-Where?

-There is a veteran support group 5 minutes from here. I think you can share life experiences with them, maybe you can find yourself comfortable there- I looked at him, waiting for his expressions. I didn't want him to think I didn't wanted to hear him or I wasn't interested in his stories- they might have more psychological tools that I have. I don't know, it was just a thought.

-I found extremely kind and loving you spending time on thinking how can I feel more comfortable or better- he smiled at me, I felt relieved- I'm going to give it a try- he stopped- when I'm ready

-YES! Thank you buck- I hug him and stayed there for a while, between his arms. It was the first time we were this close. At first he didn't react, but after a while he wrapped his arms around me and hide his face in my neck. He gave me a kiss in my cheek and immediately got away from me.

-I think I'm going to go to the bed now, I was a lovely night Y/N- he said as he used to every night.

-Have a good night Buck- I watched him walked away from the kitchen. I was so proud of him. But there were boundaries that got him tensed, we were gonna get there and break those. I knew it.

Chapter IV

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In the Meantime | Bucky Barnes x reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings ⚠️: not much, just the old traumatized Bucky

Author's note: This is gonna be always narrated by Y/N's POV except I put something different in the text. Hope you enjoy the second part.

Chapter I

Chapter II

The alarm rang at 9 a.m. but I was awake since the last hour. It was a complicated night, his room was in front of mine, just crossing the hall and the first door was it. At 3 am in the morning I heard some crying and a agitated breath, of course I woke up and wait until I know what was happening. I heard some footsteps and then his door opened, the footsteps sounded closer to my door but when I thought the door was gonna open he stopped and walked away. I heard him walking down the stairs and after 10 minutes he returned to his room. I guess he went down to drank some water or something. I assumed he had a nightmare and need to cool off.

I put my robe on walked down to the kitchen to do the dishes and make breakfast for two. When I walked in the kitchen I noticed Bucky was sitting in the table, all the dishes were washed and he looked me in the eyes, he seemed a little bit better than the night before. Not so tired and the bruises on his face were almost healed, that seemed weird, it only passed 8 hours.

-Good morning- I said walking in, giving him a big smile and a wink. I walked to the counter kitchen to make some tea for me- What do you wanna eat for breakfast?

-Hi- he said shy- I wanted to cook breakfast but I didn't know how, you got so many stuff here

-It's okay, I can show you how to do it if you want- he stood and placed behind me, watching over my shoulder every movement I made and where do I keep the tools, the coffee, the tea.

-Are we going to the museum today?- he asked me while I was putting the hot water on his mug to make his coffee

-Yes, we are

-Ohh

-What is it?- I asked him, he seemed confused and like he wanted to say something. I took the two mugs and we sit on the table.

-No-Nothing, I just...-he exhale in frustration and look at his cup- I don't know if I want to know my past and who I am.

-You should know about everything Bucky, you don't even know your last name. Let's go to the museum and see what we can find, please?- I watched him with puppy eyes, trying to convince him to come with me- I won't let you alone, I promise- He looked at me, his eyes were so blue, it was fascinating, his facial features were beautiful, he was a very handsome men, so beautiful on the outside but as broken on the inside.

-Fine, we're going- he answered and finished his cup of coffee.

He dressed up with other clothes I found in my dad's box, I have to ask him why he packed that. He put on a cap and waited for me in the door. I choose some similar clothes to go unnoticed.

-Let's go- I said grabbing my car keys and my bag. He looked at me for a bit, from head to toes, again- You're staring Bucky, come on, we are doing this.

-Yes, I know- if he wasn't a grown men I would think he was going to throw a tantrum.

We jumped on my car and I set the GPS to the Smithsonian. When they opened the Captain America section, back in 2011, was a big deal, everybody talked about that for weeks. Obviously it was something to talked about, some super spoiler emerged from the ice after 70 years and after he helped winning of the World War II. The ultimate war hero.

The GPS used it's voice commando and started to giving me directions. Bucky was tense everytime it did a sound, clearly he wasn't used to technology and it scared him. But tried to act cool, like it wasn't a big deal. All the way to the museum he looked at the window, trying to absorb everything he was seeing.

-And we're here- I said in the parking lot of the museum. We get out of the car and started walking to the main door. Bucky was in awe, he watched with attention every structure, every little detail in the walls, the statues, the memorials, everything.

-Excuse me sir-I said approaching to a guard- Can you tell me where the Captain America Exhibit is?.

-Yes ma'am, is in the Air and Space Museum, just have to keep walking and you're gonna get there- the guard smile

-Thank you, come on Buck

-Buck...- he repeated after I said that, he is so weird, I like him.

We finally arrived to the section dedicated to the Captain America, we approached to one part of the displays that was labeled under the name of the Howling Commandos. It seems it was the crew Steve Rogers reunited for his combats. There was one particular photo, behind the mannequin of Captain's suit, he seemed very familiar. Before I realized I saw bucky walk towards that photo and stared, heavy breathing and his knuckles white from the pressure his fingers were doing against each other.

-Is that...?- I said slowly by his side, watching the same picture.

-Yeah... I think that's me- he finally said

-Look, here are the information of each one of them. Let me found yours- I said walking a few meters to this walls with plenty of information about every soldier on the Howling Commandos.

Bucky walked slowly, behind me, watching his footsteps. I was shocked, sure he was too, he must be at least one hundred years old. That would explain all the surprise and lack of experience with technology. I mean it wasn't so crazy, Steve Rogers is the same age and there he was fighting against the deadliest threats in the 21st century. He was really quiet, of course he will, it's something so big to understand and assimilate. He will need lots of therapy.

-James Buchanan Barnes- I said, tasting every word in my mouth, that was his name, his full name. Bucky was short for Buchanan. That make sense now- You were born in 1916, you were the oldest of four childs- I read out loud for Bucky, he listen while reading by his own. He was speechless, I think he expected to found something bad or different. He almost seemed peaceful reading his story- See? Nothing to worry about, here you are. We can still searching about your story.

Suddenly something change in his expression, he tensed, his eyes were lost.

-This isn't my whole story, I didn't died in 1944- he said after a while reading and thinking.

-I know

-It's bad, I should go- he told me, trying to get away from the museum. I followed him quickly, without losing him from my sight.

-Wait, wait please- I said in the middle of the crowd that constantly get in the way between him and i. He rushed through the door, once in the outside he suddenly stopped, grabbed his knees like he ran out of breath and tears rolled down his face without caution.

-Hey, hey, come on Buck- I said stroking his back tender- Let it go, come on, it's okay- I said standing beside him, trying to calm him.

-I can't do this, you don't wanna help me- he said finally, standing back on his feet and walking away again.

-That's something I will decided, besides you got nowhere to go, no money, no house, nothing. Now get in the car, and let me take care of you- I said with a fierce that I don't know where it came from. In less than 24 hours I developed an attachment to him that the only thought of letting him go alone made me wanna cry.

He looked me in the eyes, surprised by my reaction. He relaxed his body, his eyes softened and he stopped crying. Maybe if he feels loved he would open up with me, and I can help with anything that had happened. I'm not sure but if one thing is sure that I won't give up on him.

The ride back home was quiet, each one of us were in our own thoughts. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing, or is just my stubborn ass trying to do some humanitarian action and save this men from his prison. I mean I don't even know the guy, didn't even know the Captain America story line. This is crazy, it sounds crazy.

-Thank you- he said looking through the windshield while parking in my house.

-For what?

-For helping me

-It's not a big deal, I'm a journalist, I investigate for living- I looked to him, he turned his head to face me- you can stay home as long as you want, I'll help you with what I can but you got to be honest with me. When you remember something or want to do anything or whatever. I can help you- I try to convince him

Bucky didn't say anything, just looked at my eyes, nod with his head, and opened the door to get out of the car. We walked in, he went to his room and leave me in the living. I leave my purse and car keys in the table, took off my shoes and sat on the couch to watch some TV until the dinner time comes.

10 minutes passed and I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, he walked in the living room and sit besides me without saying a word. A couple of minutes went by

-So... this is like a magic box?- he said watching the TV hanging on the wall. I looked at him, he was trying to bond.

-Yes, it has entertainment, news, information, everything in one device, if you want I can teach how to use it.

-Maybe later

-It's okay, whenever you are ready

He sat with me watching TV for two hours, I choose a comedy so he wouldn't stressed out and had a good time. He laughed at some of the stupid jokes. And just like that I had a new roommate, an extraordinary one.

Chapter III

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In The Meantime | Bucky Barnes x Reader

This takes place in 2014, Washington D.C. after the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings ⚠️: Major trauma, swearing, sad bucky, it's just the beginning.

Author's note: since I watched that movie and CA:CW after that one I've always wondered and imagined how Bucky's life was, like how he get new clothes, how he found an apartment, where did he get all the money to buy things, etc. So I created this, wich includes all of that plus a love interest. Hope you like it and can join me in this ride.

Chapter 1

Y/N's POV

Moving day was fun, it took me like 18 hours to get everything right, clean and try to make the place a bit less messier than it was in the morning. I just moved from Ohio to Washington, trying to get a fresh start and leaving my old life behind. Thank God I could maintain my job as a journalist, and even got some sort of promotion because here in Washington the journalist job is a little heavier than other places because of all the politics and stuff happening in the white house. Not that I was complaining, I love it here, it was one of my dreams. It's a big change from covering the local news back in the old Ohio to cover news of international repercussion.

It's friday night, I lay down on the couch in the living room and turn on the TV since I was all day disconnected from the outside world. Meanwhile I was drinking a bottle of beer and eating some leftovers my mother packed in a Tupper because she knew I wasn't gonna be able to cook me anything after the moving.

-Hi!- I picked up my cellphone while watching the TV in mute, it was the only friend I left back in Ohio, Jenny.

-Hello there Miss Right Hand of the President of the United States- she laugh while saying those words, and it made me laugh too- how is everything going? Did you meet someone yet?

-Nop, I couldn't leave the house, it was a disaster, so many boxes, so many dirt, I had to clean up everything and then started unpacking- I said with a loud sigh.

-That sounds heavy, it's true, but in the other hand you're already settled there, there's nothing stopping you from taking the world now- she said cheering me up.

-I miss you so much, maybe you can come live with me sometime, I have plenty of space here, we can make some sleepovers like we used to when we were 16- I said almost starting to tearing up. It was hard, but it's gonna be fine. It was obvious that I was gonna be a little homesick the first days, but talking with Jenny helped me. She was saying something that I couldn't understand because the TV got my attention

-I got to call you back- I said hanging up the phone without letting her said goodbye. I frowned at the TV and move closer to the edge of the couch looking very carefully what was happening.

-And now the problem all the citizens of Washington are facing is how is gonna get all the chaos restored. The city suffered several damage, three helicarriers were crashing in and leaving pieces all over the place and Captain Rogers is M.I.A.- the host of the news channel said, I couldn't believe what my eyes were watching. Today I passed before this buildings and saw those flying things but the last thing I imagined was that some monumental disaster was happening and less that the avengers were involved- also the assassin known as Winter Soldier is on the loose, if you have any information about this suspect you have to call the 911 immediately.

What was happening? I have chosen the best day to move, what a fucking coincidence. I'm a little far from the chaos so maybe nothing happens here. Suddenly I heard a noise coming from the kitchen. My heart started to pump like crazy, I shout the TV and grab a knife I was using to open up the boxes. I walked very slowly to the source of the sound, the first thing I saw was that the backdoor of the house was open, there were footsteps marked on the floor with mud, and in the fridge there was a man looking for something, with half his body in it. He was all dressed in black, long hair, all wet, and had one of his hands wrapped around his waist like he was hurt or something.

My blood froze for a minute, I stand there without doing anything. Maybe that was it, my death had come and I just could witness how it was gonna happen. The man stood with a bottle of water in his hand and turned around drinking from it. But in the moment he saw me he opened his eyes as big as he could and stop everything he was doing. He stayed still for a second, watching me react, but I wasn't gonna do much, I was too scared to do anything. I was alone in a new city, the very first day with a intruder in my house drinking my fresh water, everything was so bizarre.

He looked tired, there were bruises on his face, he had like a military sort of clothes on him and his left arm was made of metal, his flesh hand was holding the left side of his high waist and there was blood, I think he got something to do with what had happened today in D.C. So I decided to be polite and talk to him. He didn't seem so much of a threat, he looked like he was gonna faint any minute now.

-Hi- I talked first, and he almost jumped in fear, his eyes show how scared he was, still open as big as a coin, my heart melt a little- I'm y/n- I took one step closer to him and he shudder- It's okay, I'm not gonna hurt you. What's your name?

He stood there in silence, watching me from head to toes, analyzing every movement I made until we made eye contact, it was very slight but he kind of relaxed his body. He was gonna talk, I sense it. He opened his mouth and try to talk but made a face like he forgot what he was going to say, he looked so confused now.

-It's okay, take your time- I said walking closer to him with my hands in the air trying not to scare him more than he already was. But we made a progress, he seemed more comfortable now, didn't jump or tensed.

-I... my nam... I think... umm...-he started with a whisper, looking to a wall, like trying to find the words, almost I couldn't hear his voice, so I moved closer, he looked at me in the eyes again, but now it was different, they were full of tears, he seemed broken, the sadness in his eyes was showing and my heart skipped a beat.

-Just breath, take it all in, and then out- I did a gesture with my hands to help him breath and he didn't react, just stood there. It was like a caged animal.

-I'm Bucky I think, that's what he told me- he said looking away, lost in his thoughts

-Who told you that?- I answer in the softest voice possible, I didn't know what was happening but something wouldn't let me leave him alone or call the police on him.

-The men on the bridge- he looked in my eyes, again- I think I knew him, but they told me I don't- he looked away and tried to move, but he stumbled and grab a chair to keep balance.

-Here, let me help you- I tried to put his arm around my shoulders to sit him on the chair but he immediately draw away from me. Like he didn't wanted to be touched.

-It's okay, I got it- he said sitting down, I was so intrigued by this mysterious man that I thanked all the Gods out there that he stumbled at the front of my house and not someone else's and it was a Friday night, so I had all the weekend to found out what was happening.

Since I was a little girl I was very confident and straightforward, I've always enjoyed a good story, investigate where the things came from, where we were going, how things worked but mostly I was amazed by the human behavior so this here was like heaven to me, discovering what happened to him and help him it was really thrilling.

-Do you want some food?- I asked looking at him, he is sitting there looking at a point in the wall, without blinking.

-I'm sorry I crashed here, I just had a long day and...-he stopped for a second, like he remembered something and his eyes were full of tears again- and I don't really have a place to go- he concluded, I feelt something like shame on his words. He was lonely, you could tell only by looking at him. It gave me chills looking a men this broken, what in the world could have happened to him.

-I'm sorry to ask you this but you have something to do with all this problems today in the city?- I asked sincerely, I needed to know if he was an avenger, or one of the bad guys or something like that.

-Yeah- he gave me half a smile and my heart shuddered- about that, sorry to destroy part of your hometown

-Oh don't worry, I'm just moving in, I'm not that attached to this city- I answered joking so he can relax a little bit more and let me help him- So about that meal, what do you wanna eat?- I said like an affirmation so he gave in and let me feed him, seemed like he could use a bowl of cereal at least or some scrambled eggs.

-Whatever you have- he said while unfasten his strap that where in the middle of his chest. He laid his back on the chair and move a little with a moan of pain. The blood in his high waist was still there, and his hand was all soaked in his own blood.

-Okay, I would cook you everything you want but first why don't you take a shower, I'll give you some fresh clothes and take care of that wound of yours?- I said with a smile, trying not too hard but enough to let him know he could trust me and let down his guard. Though it was impossible at the moment. But I didn't lose anything by trying. If I were lucky enough by tomorrow morning he will be gone. I surely hope not.

He didn't answered, just lift himself up from the chair and watched me so I can lead the way to the bathroom. He walked behind me, I gave him towels and some of my dad's clothes that he packed in a box, I don't know why but I'm glad he did. I entered the bathroom, opened the shower and let the water running for a while until it was warm enough.

-Come in now- I said to the door where he was standing, laying in the doorframe with his eyes closed.

-Thank you- he said sitting down on the toilet, trying to take off his clothes. It seemed so heavy, it was almost like an armour.

-Do you need help?- I said watching him struggle with his metal arm to unzip his jacket.

He looked in my eyes and shake his head, I walked through the door to give him privacy but as soon as I leave the bathroom I heard a sob and a moan. He was really in pain, and I mean like physical and mental pain.

-Y/N- I heard him calling me, I almost fainted and went to him almost running- I'm sorry but I can't do this alone- he said trying to get one zipper that was almost on his back, so he can finally take off that stupid thing.

-Yeah, of course, it's not a problem- I answered with confidence so he wouldn't feel like a bother.

I take off his black jacket, he was like an Adonis, he had a beautiful body, all worked out but some marks painted his abdomen, I assumed from previous fights. The part where his body met the metal arm was like scratched, like he was trying to ripped that thing of his body. And down in his waist was the wound, a big wound, like a bullet pass through him or something like that, I didn't know if it was infected but just in case I gave him some alcohol and cotton, if he stayed the night maybe tomorrow we can go to a hospital and chek that up. After a few seconds I walked out the bathroom to give him privacy, he could handle taking off his pants by himself.

I went back to the kitchen, closed the backdoor that I didn't want to close because if things went wrong I could ran away, I cleaned all the mud and water in the floor and started to cook something for him. I made some pasta, enough for the two of us. I sat by the table with a glass of whine waiting for him to be done.

-Hey- he said walking again in the kitchen again, with my dad's clothes on and a pile of his dirty clothes on his hands

-Give me that, I cleaned this for tomorrow- I said trying to get the things from his hands but he backed away

-No, please just throw that away- he asked in a soft voice

-Are you sure?- he didn't have other clothes, what was he going to do?

-Yes, I don't need this anymore, this is not who I am- clear he was talking about something else, something related to all that mumbling he was saying earlier.

-Okay, I'll do it, please sit. I cooked some pasta, hope you like it- he smiled at me, it was a sad smile, but he gave me his clothes and sat down without hesitation. I put a plate full of spaghetti in front of him and he started to eat with a fierce hunger. Sincerely it didn't surprised me.

-So, have you remembered anything? Maybe tomorrow I can help you find someone who knows you, maybe your family- I said sipping from my glass of whine and sitting on the kitchen's counter, I decided to leave all the pot of spaghetti for him, and I cooked something else later for me.

-Not yet, I just remember everything from the past 48 hours, but I think someone maybe knows something- he said while eating

-Okay, who?

-I told you, the man on the bridge, he called me Bucky

- And you didn't know your name until he told you that?

-No, but I knew him. I'm sure.

-What does he look like?- It was like finding a needle in a haystack.

He thinks a little while finishing his first plate of spaghetti and looking at me. I served more food and he kept eating. Maybe processing everything he told me and had happened.

-He has a shield, a white, blue and red shield with a star on it- he said after a while

-Are you talking about Captain America?- He looked at me in confusion. I took out my phone and googled a photo of Steve Rogers for him- Is this him?

-I... uhhh...- he started mumbling again, stopped eating and fully concentrated on my phone- yes, he is Steve- and while he said those words his eyes watered again but this time he started crying, not loud, but almost like a relief, he remembered someone.

-It's okay, don't cry, we're gonna find him- while I said those words I had an idea- tomorrow we can go to the museum, and find more information about him, he is like a very famous person

-Okay- he said finishing his dinner

-When you're ready I can show you where to sleep, today I finished the moving and I got two bedrooms, so you'll be on your own bed

-I'm ready now- he said leaving the dishes on the sink.

-Let's go

He walked behind me to the first floor where the bedrooms were, he was climbing the stairs slowly, the pain didn't go away.

-Okay, this is it. When you wake up tomorrow just wait for me and I can cook you breakfast

He said yes with his head and sit on the bed. I gave him one last look and closed the door. I really hope he can have a good night of sleep.

Chapter II

Chapter III

Chapter IV

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