#he's also worried about Steve's bullet wound and new concussion and he's taking it out on him

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Steve’s No Good, Very Bad Day

This is something a little different from what I usually do so I hope you guys like it! Please leave your thoughts and title ideas in the comments!

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Steve was just wrapping up at work one day, getting ready to run some errands when the kids stampeded through the door. He hardly even had time to sigh before Dustin was trying to negotiate for him to give them a ride to the community pool. 

“Steve, it’s eighty four degrees outside right now and the community pool is a mile away. If we bike there in these conditions, we could get heat stroke and die. What kind of friend would you be if you let us die when you could’ve prevented it? Since we all know you’re my best friend, you should give us a ride.”

“Dude, no. I have errands to run and I’m really not in the mood to babysit,” Steve said, shaking his head. He had better things to do than drive them around town all day. Like buying himself groceries and toilet paper, interesting stuff. 

“Please, Steve? We’re counting on you! Just give us a ride and we’ll leave you alone for the rest of the weekend!” Lucas bartered. 

“I’m hosting DnD at my house tomorrow,” Steve said, completely deadpan. 

“And we’ll leave you alone until then!” Dustin jumped in. “Please?”

“Son of a bitch, fine! Go wait by my car. Jesus Christ, you’re truly annoying. You know that, right?”

“Thanks Steve!” Dustin called and ran to wait by his car. 

Steve just sighed and shook his head. He didn’t sign up for this. He loves those kids but goddamn, he just wanted one day to himself after working customer service and faking smiles all morning. Nevertheless, he climbed into his car and cranked the AC before heading towards the pool. 

“So where’s Will, Max, and El? Are you guys hanging out with them today too?”

“Of course we are,” Dustin answered snootily. “They’re our friends.”

“They’re meeting us at the pool,” Lucas added. 

“Well, thank you Lucas for answering my question,” he turned to look at Dustin in the passenger seat. “You need to lose the ‘tude, Henderson. I’m doing you shitheads a favor. Tone it down.”

“Sorry,” Dustin muttered. 

They traveled the rest of the way in silence with only the soft tones of Simon and Garfunkel playing softly through the radio. When they turned into the pool’s parking lot, something felt off. Steve couldn’t put his finger on it. Nothing looked out of the blue but something was wrong, he was certain. 

“Stay in the car, I’ll be right back.” He opened his door and Henderson opened his as well. “Dustin, please. Just stay in the car for a minute.”

“Wha- but…”

“Dustin!” He gave him a confused look but shut the door regardless. 

Steve saw Max, Will, and El rounding the corner and ran up to them. They looked fine too but something still felt off. His stomach was twisting in warning and he didn’t know why. 

“Hey guys-”

“Steve? I didn’t know you’d be coming. We could’ve used the ride,” Max snarked.

“Listen, something feels off. Get in my car,” Steve told them. His heart started beating faster and he could feel sweat dripping on his forehead. His adrenaline was going crazy and he didn’t know why. 

“Steve, there isn’t enough room. We won’t fit-” Will tried to explain but he was cut off by the sound of gunfire. El threw up her hands to telekinetically redirect the bullets and Steve tackled Max and El to the ground. 

He lightly smacked his head on the cement but he picked himself up soon enough. When he looked around the parking lot, there were dozens of government agents facing El with their guns drawn. 

“Eleven. We are with a secret department of the United States government. If you come with us peacefully, we’ll let your friends live.” As the woman in charge was talking, Steve noticed a man standing behind El raise his gun to her head. 

“El!” He jumped up from the ground the pushed her away from the path of the gun as it fired. He felt a sharp, searing pain in his shoulder and then he was back on the ground. 

“Steve!” She looked over at him but he just shook his head with his teeth clenched. 

“Kill them!” He felt bad about ordering a kid to kill the fifteen agents, not for them but for her. She didn’t deserve to carry their deaths on her conscience. But as he saw all of their necks snap in unison, he couldn’t help but feel a little relieved. 

All of the kids surrounded him worriedly. The boys looked slightly nauseous while Max and El were looking at his shoulder in concern.

“Steve? Are you okay, buddy? I’m pretty sure you got shot.” Dustin told him gently, just as he had in Billy’s Camaro all those years ago. 

“El… you okay?” Steve asked her quietly. It was getting harder for him to speak. It felt like there was a fog over him that was pulling him under.

“Of course I am okay, Steve. You were the one that was shot,” she told him matter-of-factly. 

“Hmm, yeah makes sense. Fucking... figures,” and then he lost consciousness. 

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When he woke up, it was to a bland hospital room. His head ached, his shoulder throbbed, and his throat was dry. As annoyed as he was with the situation, Steve was glad that he had been there for the kids. Who knew what would’ve happened if he hadn’t gotten there when he did. Would El have that man’s bullet in her head? Would Max and Will be dead due to a slew of bullets? He’s glad he would never have to find out. 

He was so lost in his thoughts of what could have happened that he didn’t notice Hopper stepping in until he spoke. 

“What the hell were you thinking?” Hopper hissed angrily. 

“What do you mean?” Steve asked in confusion. It almost seemed like Hopper was mad at him but he was pretty positive that he had no reason to be. 

“Why the hell were you taking the kids to the pool? You know that people are after her and you just took her out into the open? How could you do something so stupid?!”

Steve’s entire body flinched at his comment. “Hop, the kids were going anyway. The only reason I was there was to give Dustin, Lucas, and Mike a ride. The other kids were meeting them there. I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You’re the adult, Harrington! You should’ve told them no and then none of us would be in this situation!” 

“Hop, I’m sorry. Next time I’ll be more careful. I know it must’ve been scary to see your kids like that…”

“You’re not my son!” He screamed at him in fury.

Steve’s blood turned cold. “Wh-what?”

“El is my daughter and your actions almost got her killed! And you put all the other kids in danger too. I don’t know if Joyce and I can forgive you for this, Harrington.”

Hopper shook his head derisively one last time and stalked out of the hospital room. Steve just laid there in shock. He didn’t know why Hopper was so mad at him or why he decided that Steve wasn’t worth any effort anymore. He didn’t know why he always pushed away his parental figures but this was three people now that he managed to disappoint so it had to be an issue with him. All he could do was close his eyes and cry at the unfairness of it all.

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Between visits from Eddie and Robin, Steve was alone. The kids were banned from seeing him due to what Hopper had coined ‘reckless endangerment’ and it wasn’t like he had anyone else interested in visiting him. So it was a surprise when a chastened Hopper entered his room. 

“Hey kid, how are you doing?” He asked him softly. 

Steve just stared at him. He wasn’t sure where he and Hop stood after he screamed at him just a few days prior. 

“Look Steve, I want to apologize. I uh, I didn’t have all of the information and I blamed you when it wasn’t your fault. I know now that you were there to protect the kids and you did a great job other than getting shot and getting another concussion. I’m sorry.”

“I meant Will. When I said you were worried about your kids. I meant Will and El. I know you don’t consider me your son, why would you? Literally no one wants to be my parent so I get it-”

“Steve, I do consider you my kid. I shouldn’t have said that and I only did out of anger. You didn’t deserve that and I’ll make it up to you. You’re going to move into the house with us until you get better,” he promised him. 

Steve just shook his head though, “don’t worry about it. Eddie is going to stay at my house until I can use my arm. You don’t have to worry about it.”

“Harrington, I don’t care if I have to kidnap your sorry ass. You’re staying with me, Joyce, and the kids until you’re better.”

“This is part of your apology, threats of kidnapping? What the fuck, Hop?” Steve exclaimed, absolutely perplexed. 

“Yeah, did it work?”

Steve huffed, “get me some orange Jello and I’ll consider it.”

They had a ways to go until they were back to where they were but they’d get there. Steve would forgive him in time and Hopper would forgive himself eventually too.

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Title: Remember Who You Are

Story Rating: Chapter 21 -18+++    Last chapter in this series.

Warnings: Sex (intercourse), Romance

Relationships: Nomad Steve Rogers x Female Reader or Steve Rogers x Female Reader (Depends on your definition of him)

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The Avengers were back in the conference room. They were debriefing everything that had happened at the cabin. They were grateful they figured out in time where you were to save you. Steve would never have recovered if you had died. They were listening and arguing with the council regarding Sin and Crossbones. The Avengers all wanted them in front of a judge, tried and executed but the council disagreed; they say they could be valuable in the future. Fury was rolling his eyes at them. 

“Same thing as the Battle of New York; stupid ass decision.” (Fury)

Fury shakes his head and ventures downstairs.

You awaken to find yourself in the medical ward. You try to sit up, it’s painful; you’re in a lot of pain. You sigh, now realizing that you’re back at the compound again where it all started.  Bruce and Fury see that you’re awake and approach the bed. “How are you now? (Bruce) “Tired and sore.” Bruce places another pillow behind your head. “They removed the bullet. The wound was severe; you’ll need a lot of rest to heal. If that bullet had gone an inch in any direction, I don’t know if you would be here.” You sigh. “Why did you do that?” “He told me he loves me, somehow I know it’s true even though I don’t remember him.” Bruce nods.

“Do you remember your name or anything about yourself?” (Bruce) “No.” you whisper. “I also did another MRI while you were unconscious. There’s no permanent damage.” You nod.

You look around the room and see the man who loves you sleeping in a recliner chair beside you covered into a blanket. “He hasn’t left your side since returning from the cabin. He wants to be here when you wake up.” (Bruce)

“You may not remember him but he loves you so much. This whole thing has worn him down to the core. He never stopped looking for you.” (Fury) You stare at Steve, wondering why all of this happened.

“Do you know why they took you?” (Fury) “I don’t know. They kept talking about Captain America.” You replied sadly. “Y/N, Steve is Captain America.” (Fury) You looked shocked. “What?!” Bruce nods.

“Why did you go to the cabin?” (Fury) “I knew I would be safe there.” “It must be in your subconscious memory. Get some rest ok.” (Bruce) Bruce turns and goes back to the nurse’s station in the hallway.

You turn your head to see Steve awake and looking at you. “How are you?” “Tired and sore.” “Do you remember me?” “No…..” You start to cry. “Don’t cry baby girl.” (Steve) Steve caresses your cheek, wiping away the tears. You lay back down on the bed.

“I’ll leave you two alone.” (Fury)

“I don’t want this to ever happen again. I know I have enemies who want to hurt me and I don’t want you to get hurt. I promise that this will never happen again. I won’t let it!!” “With your memory gone, I feel like I still lost you.” Steve sighed. He reaches for your hands.

“After everything we’ve gone through, I don’t ever want to take you for granted and to appreciate everything you are to me. I learned to hard way, you were taken from me, I nearly lost you.”

“Look, I want to sell the house.” “What house?” “The one I bought for us. I want a new place.” “Why?” “Because you were taken from there; it only has bad memories for me, nights alone in the house without you, finding the blood in the bedroom. Worrying, fretting, wondering what happen to you, where you were, even if you were still alive.” Steve sits down on the bed with you, gently pulling you to hug him, you can hear his heart. “Come here.”

Steve reaches for the necklace around his neck and removes it. He takes the ring off and holds it in his hand. You sigh. “Is this mine?” “Yes but you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to.” “I want to.” Steve places it on your finger, its back where it belongs. “I want you to remember us.” (Steve) You hang your head down. “I wish I did.” You start to cry again. Steve crushes you into his arms. “Me too.” Tears go down his cheeks. “Can we start over?” (Steve) You nod yes. “I know you love me.” Steve sighs; soft smile on his face. At least he has you in his arms again and you’re willing to try.

“Fury has put me on extended leave for 6 months, the same as you.” You’re puzzled “Why?” “You don’t have your memory back. Your injuries were extensive. He says you need time. You need to heal.” “I just want to go back to the cabin.” (You) “Ok. I promise.” You rest your head on his shoulder. He kisses the top of your head. You both close your eyes, tears running down both of yours and Steve’s cheeks.

(Meanwhile…)

Fury and Nat are in the interrogation room. Crossbones and Sin are sitting at 2 different ends of the table, shackled and chained. Both of them were shot, their wounds tended to. Crossbones had some broken ribs and concussion too, courtesy of Tony. He was in extreme pain but they both were in too much pain to try to escape. The medics wouldn’t allow them to have any painkillers.

“Even though everyone here wants both of you dead, the council has ordered that you both be kept alive. I wanted to let you know that you will be sent to the “Raft” our super maximum prison, which you know is underwater. Do you know how to swim?” Fury laughs. Sin stares at Natasha. “I’ll get you bitch!” “Now now Sin, you’re going to have to make the best of this. Hell, you two might even be cellmates” Fury smiles. Sin laughed. “Seriously asshole, to hell with that!” “Keep that bitch away from me! Fucking bitch shot me twice!!” (Crossbones) “You deserved it!” (Sin) Coulson walks in. “Everything is ready.” “Time to go….all aboard the chopper.”

“I’ll escape!” Sin sneers. Nat smiles “We’ll be ready and waiting.”

Fury decides to escort them personally to the prison.  Sin and Crossbones were loaded onto the chopper. Tony & Rhodes land beside the jet in their suits. “We’re ready.”

Tony and Rhodes are ensuring that no one will intercept them. Thor and the Falcon will ride inside the helicopter. Fury is taking no chances with this situation. The helicopter starts to takes off, inside Sin and Crossbones stare across from at each other.

“Bitch!” “Asshole!” Fury can’t help but laugh.

(6 months later) You and Steve have been staying the compound. He sold the house immediately. He decided to wait before asking you about getting another house. You didn’t need the stress.

Going through rehab was really tough for you after all the injuries you suffered. The visits with the Psychologists and Psychiatrists have been brutal. Everything they tried to allow your memory to return has failed.  You still have the headaches and trouble sleeping.

Thankfully Bruce gave you a medical clearance to return to work.  Fury made the decision himself to put you on desk duty indefinitely. He wants you fully healed. He also wanted Steve to heal as well; both physical and mentally. This whole situation wore him down to his core. Not putting you in the path of dangerous situations would help him feel better, no worrying about you getting hurt or taken again.

Despite all this, Steve was happy that you & he started over. He’s been ‘dating’ you, so to speak. It gave him hope as you were still wearing his engagement ring.  Steve wanted you to remember him, to remember the both of you. He knew this would be difficult. He hasn’t and won’t give up on you. The last 6 months have been tough for him; being patient wasn’t his strong suit.

You know he loves you. He knew you well enough to figure out where you went and came to save you; now he wouldn’t leave your side. He showed you tenderness, love, compassion, patience and strength. You were falling in love with him all over again. He even tried different ways to trigger your memory too. Places you went to, your favorite things, reliving your first date, the ice Cream Shack, your favorite foods. Nothing worked.

With Bruce’s consent, Steve decides it’s time to take you to the cabin. Throughout the long drive Steve wouldn’t let go of you hand. Sometimes you thought if he let go, he would be afraid to lose you again.  He hopes bringing you here would help, in fact, you told him you wanted to come here.

You walk in the door of the cabin, looking around. You remember everything that happened here when Sin and Crossbones came after you. It should frighten you, never the less, still you still feel safe here.

“You ok?” (Steve) You nod. “I want to go for a walk.” Steve smiles, he intertwines your fingers with his. You both start down the path. You stay outside for most of the day. You even happened upon the old haunted mill. As night fell, you watch the stars in the night sky. “Hold me.”  (You) Steve pulls you in his arms. “I will always hold you; I’ll never let you go.” He tips your chin up, he gently kisses you. You smile. “Time for bed baby-girl, I’m cold and tired.” (Steve)

You both enter the cabin. Steve follows in behind you. He starts kissing your neck and nibbles on your ear; you smile. You turn to face Steve. You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him tenderly.

During the last 6 months he didn’t want to have any setbacks. Steve desired you, wanted to show you he loves you physically. He wanted you back in bed again. But he told you he wouldn’t pressure you into doing anything you weren’t comfortable with. He was afraid to touch as he feared you might leave him and run away scared. He has you back in his arms again and he’s vowed never to let you go!

You find the courage to say these words “Do you want me Steve?” He smiles, “You know I do.” “You’ve been patient with me, I want to thank you for that.” You whisper. He kissed your forehead. He sighs.

Steve is very nervous, he wants to make love to you but he’s afraid. He decides to let you lead. You gently nip at his neck. Steve removes his sweater and t-shirt. You stand on your tippy-toes and start placing kisses down his neck to his chest, even licking and sucking on one of his nipples.

Steve gasps. You reach for his jeans; unbutton and carefully unzip them. Steve discards his jeans. The top of his cock springs out of his underwear. “Oh, I can tell you want me.” You smile. He tips up your chin and looks at you in the eyes. “I will want you forever, you know that. You’re mine. The question is do you want me?” He whispers. You nod. Steve starts kissing you passionately, pulling you towards him. “What do you want me to do?” you ask. “Make love with me.” You nod again. “Undress me Steve.”

Steve smiles; starting with your hoodie and bra. He careful removes them. He gently kisses your neck, massaging your breasts, playing with your nipples. He gently takes each nipple into his mouth and teases them. You softly moan at his gentle touch. Steve picks you up and lays you down on the blankets in front of the fireplace. You help him remove the rest of your clothing. He sits back on his legs and takes in the sight of you before him; laying naked and waiting for him, wanting him; 6 months he’s waited for this.

He placed himself above you kissing you passionately, deep kisses leaving you breathless. “I want you……please baby-girl.” You nod. You help him remove is underwear and his cock springs out; hard as a rock. You gently run your hand the length of it. Steve trembles at your touch.

“I’ve missed you…. I missed this so much….!”

Steve places himself on you, resting on his elbows. He’s looking at you right in the eyes. You see lust, passion, desire and most importantly love. You raise yourself up and kiss him. Steve wraps his arms around you, flips on his back and pulls you on top of him, straddling his hips. Steve sits up with his arms around you. He can’t stop kissing and caressing your body; his touch teasing you.

You hold his head against your chest, feeling his hot breath. Steve raises you up by your hips and gently inserts his rock hard cock inside you. You gasp as you feel the hardness. He moans when you start to rock your hips against him. He holds you tighter against him, kissing your neck, breasts and your jawline. You run your fingers through his hair. He moans again. He begins rocking you, moving in and out of you with small strokes.

You sigh. “What’s wrong?” (Steve) “Nothing. everything is perfect.” you smile. “Hold on to me!” (Steve)

You hold on tight to Steve. He picks you up, withdrawing, carries you over to the bed and places you in the middle. He slowly climbs back on top of you, inserting him-self in you once again. You shudder. You start to touch Steve, caress his body. You reach up and kiss his neck. He begins to thrust, small strokes. You grab Steve and put your arms around him and your legs around his hips. Steve’s in heaven. He waited so long to have you; he’s not going to rush this.

He puts his hands underneath you, caressing your back, placing his hands under your bottom to change the angle of penetration. You start to moan even more. He thrusts becomes harder. You feel your core tightening. You place your head in the crock of his neck, your hot breath teasing him.

Steve thrusts now are even faster. Your body is overcome with waves of pleasure. Steve can feel them too. His muscles are tightening; you’re gripping him harder. He smiles to the way your body is responding to his. His patience has been satisfied. To tease you, he begins to rub your clit, slowly, causing you to squirm beneath him. Steve can’t hold back anymore.

“I’m so close Baby-girl…” “Then cum…” “Not without you…” he whispers into your ear. Steve thrusts faster and faster, you’re clinging to him for dear life.  He remembers where your sensitive spot is. “Cum for me….please.” He didn’t need to wait long, a few moments later, you feel your walls spasming; your orgasm hitting you hard. “Steve!” you scream. Steve came at the same time. You feel the warmth inside you. Both of you are out of breath. He collapses on top of you; kissing you tenderly.

“I love you Baby-girl.” You look directly in his eyes “I love you Steve.”

Steve can’t stop smiling. Even though you don’t remember the past, he has your heart again.  You made love, you were his again and most importantly you told him you love him. Wanda was right; after everything you went through, he was still in your mind somewhere.

Steve rolls off of you. You are chilled by the cold air. He sees you shiver and picks you up and places you in back front of the fireplace to warm you up; tucking you under the blankets. He kisses you softly on your forehead. Steve feels like celebrating. He goes to get a bottle of champagne from the mini fridge for you both to drink. You curl up on the floor on the blankets. You sigh as you are happy and content.

Out of the corner of your eye you see a dried purple rose just behind the firewood on the floor.

“Oh look, a purple rose, my favorite. It must have missed when you cleaned up that night.” “What?” (Steve) “You know, the night you proposed to me. You brought me here to the cabin. That was quite the night.” you blush. Steve drops the bottle and the glasses on the floor. Startled you jump. “Why did you drop the bottle?” (You) Steve stuttered “You remember?” “Yes silly, you proposed and made love to me in front of the fireplace, remember? There were candles everywhere; you were sitting waiting for me.” Steve can’t speak. He kneels down beside you on the floor. “You need to clean up the mess Steve.” You laugh. He stares at you. “What’s wrong? What? Why are you looking at me like that?” (You) Tears are rolling down Steve’s cheeks. He touches your face and he smiles. “Why are you crying?” It took you a couple of minutes to realize what you said. “I…..” You gasp. “Remember who you are.” (Steve)

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Wanda was right. He was still a part of your mind. All it took was Steve’s love for you to remember who you are.

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I hope you liked the story as much as I loved writing it. 💜

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Saving Bucky barnes chapter 5

Strange reached and turn ur head and see the blood in your ear he says you either have as busted eardrum or a pretty bad concussion. Come in let's get you 2 taken care of. Strange shows you 2 what looks like a sick bay. you lay bucky on the examination table and wince at the pain your side. strange says u get on the other table. you stumble and fall on your butt you look up 2 strange he then picks you up and carries you through the gold ring to the hospital. you say strange put me down im hurt and bleeding ill get blood on your cape he says you been shot this is how im keeping pressure on it and carry you at the same time. I got my hand firmly on the wound so you wont bleed on me. You say what about bucky I don't want to leave him for 2 long in case he wakes up. im worried he won't remember and will try 2 leave i dont know if he will be the winter Soldier or bucky. Strange says Wong is watching him and no one but us can come into any of the rooms just the foyer so he will be safe. Right about that time he sits you down and hands you a heavy rag he says hold this on it. I dont know why you like to worry more about the Sargent then your own well being your not immortal just cursed . You take your jacket off the pull up your shirt. You fold the rag double and place it on the wound. strange turns around with shears and says oh well that's easier. Your irises turn a deep red as you say very seriously no one cuts my jacket ever. Strange chuckles and sets the shears down. he says im just going to put some gauze and tape on it cause I know you will heal he pulls out the bullet applies the bandage and then wraps your waist tightly and tapes it. He takes the eye check thingy to check your eyes for signs of a concussion but u remind him it dosen't work on you. You try to get up but strange says no your staying put. You need to take care of your Self the sargent is fine. you say I think im gonna be sick he quickly grabs a trash can. which you promptly empty your Stomach contents into .

Strange says. I may have underestimated how bad of a concussion you have. He quickly scoops you up but not without protests from you about he needs to focus on bucky and not you. You finally convince strange to set you in a dark room so you can rest. He says not 2 sleep that you need your brain to heal. Strange goes 2 checks on bucky. You suddenly hear a group of people walking down the hallway. Shit you curse and hide as you hear the people talking 2 a nurse you recognize them as hydra agents they look like the same agents from the tower. one checks in the room your in instead of killing him you just sneak out in your glamour . Strange catches u in the hallway (becase he can see through the glamour). you say we have 2 get 2 him now! I don't know how they knew i was here but if they know im here they know he isant being watched. Strange takes you back 2 bucky he is still out you can hear him his heart slowly beat. You whisper come back 2 me James I can't lose you, I'll snap and no one will be safe if I lose my heart.... You drift off laying on buckys shoulder listening to his heartbeat slowly continue on. Strange wakes you up later saying ur not supposed 2 falls asleep you rub your eyes and say strange I'm nocturnal I sleep during the day im sure im fine is there anything u can do 2 get bucky 2 wake up? It's then you notice the room is silent except for strange's heartbeat your eyes grow wide and you look at bucky . his chest isant rising as it's supposed when he breathes any more. you shake him bucky! Bucky please wake up! You scream strange do something!!! His heart isant beating! He isant breathing! You begin to panic what happened strange! Just about the time your about 2 threaten the Dr who is trying 2 use the time stone. you are jarred back into reality by a very cold bucket of water on you and strange and bucky calling your name. You look up bucky through water dripping into your eyes you jump up and hold him tight as you can without hurting him you say I thought I lost you. Thank heaven it was just a bad dream. You hold him tight listening 2 his heartbeat. You ask strange if it's safe 2 go back 2 the tower he. Replied yes but you not going anywhere. Bucky chimes in

y/n your heart stopped I don't know if it was a bad dream. I thought i was going loose you. strange thinks you need 2 heal so u need to stay here. strange walks in with an entire bag of A+ he says down this and your free 2 go or u can get it in an iv, either way, u need it because u lost a good amount. You reply My meds are for that they have all the minerals and stuff in a tablet so i don't have 2 do that. you push the bag away not wanting it . Bull shit! Bucky yells y/n drink it or u will have it in an iv. Strange says ill get bucky 2 hold u down. Buck answers in Russian да. you say fine! You grab the bags and walk into another room and come back a few seconds later then say now can i go home? Strange says yes so you teleport back. As you arrive cap says good ur suited up mission time you look 2 bucky and giggle and says well lets get back on the plane then. The look on buckys face is priceless you get on your tipe toes and say softly this time i promise not 2 have a fit and down the plane. He says will u get my ear plugs from my room please and i will get your meds from bruce? You say ok and poof off bruce is in the lab when bucky walks in he says im here 2 get y/ns meds ? Bruce chuckles and hands him a white foam cup and says do not drink it. he also hands him a bottle of pills and says incase your gone for a few days which bucky puts in his cargo pocket and snaps close. Bruce hands him a small medicne cup with several different pills. You show up right as buck walks into the kitchen he says great i i found u here he hands u the cup and pill cup. You hand him his ear plugs and say put them in now so i know their in he puts them in and kisses you on the top of your head and says softly спасибо, ангел (thank you angel ) now take your pills so i know you got your meds. You take the pills and teleport the two of you to the roof and wait. You say before you load the plane "bucky i want you to hear this new song ! " he says we gota get loaded jarvis can play it on the plane ok ? You say slightly deflated sure ... he starts getting all the gear ready for what ever yall are going 2 need steve usually told you what exact details you were going u thought about the charger 2 buckys ear buds was left on the counter you telelported back and grabbed it and teleported back you also grabbed some other equitment so incase you needed it. You helped get every ones gear in place. Thor and loki were always second 2 load the plane after about 5 mins the plane was taking off and you asked jarvis 2 play the song you had found earlier it was called perfect by Ed sheeran. Bucky chuckled and said i heard this the other day and thought of you and how you love slow dancing. Heard cap stand up he told you 2 it was just another mission to retive intel on a project hydra was trying to recreate the super soldier program. Cap thought it might have bucky's file in it and that if they could get the file they could figure out how to deactivate buckys trigger words . The base was in the english countryside it was not going 2 be easy getting in but you were going in alone . Bucky chimed in about u going in alone but you reminded him what happened last time he stood watch and you werent having that happen again. Cap said try not to kill every one this is supposed 2 be a stealth operation. You chuckled and said i make no promises cap...

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Just The Beginning Part 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Slow Burn)

Featuring: Peggy Carter, Howard Stark, Steve Rogers

Word Count: 1728

Warnings: Porbs cringy writing as this is my first fanfic in over 4 years. Swearing.

A/N: Here is part 3. Sorry it’s been a while, but I’ve been busy with sorting school out, and I was very sick and I’m just bouncing back. If you wish to be tagged please feel free to message me. Also any feedback is much appreciated.

Reader POV

I was so caught up with watching my friends interaction with Steve that I didn’t notice the initial explosion until Howard had knocked me to the ground.

By the time my ears stopped ringing and I looked up Dr. Erskine was on the ground, dead. “What the fuck happened!” Howard shouted, looking around at the damage that had been done.

I slowly start to get up, being mindful that the pressure from the blast might have given me a mild concussion. “Is anybody injured?” I ask beginning to try and help.

A half hour later I had just finished patching up those who were hurt when Peggy and Steve walked back into what was left of the lab. They went strait over to Colonel Philips and began speaking to him. I could see that Steve was getting visibly frustrated so I decided to walk over and see what was going on.

“Ah, Nurse Y/L/N. As you can see, by the disastrous events that just occurred, Project Rebirth is being terminated effective immediately. Thank you for your assistance in patching up people from the blast and your work in helping patient zero over here survive.” Colonel Philips said, while gesturing to Steve.

“Thank you sir. What are my orders?” I ask, stealing a glance at Steve who has calmed down a bit and is now politely smiling at me.

“Well, I’m going to give you a choice. You could either be deployed to the front lines of Europe as originally planned, or you could stay here in the states. Rogers here needs a nurse to be able to monitor him while we run tests to see if we can recreate the serum.” Philips stated.

“Well, if Steve needs…” I began, but was cut off.

“With all due respect Y/N, you don’t need to stay behind. You said earlier you enlisted to help people, so don’t worry about me.” Steve interrupted you with a bitter sweet smile on his face.

“Alright, I guess that means I choose the front lines.” I say with a smile.

“Good, plain leaves 0800 tomorrow. But before you go please give Rodgers here the once over.” Colonel Philips says before dismissing you.

The next 24 hours that followed were a whirlwind. Between re-checking Steve’s vitals and drawing blood to see if the scientists could attempt to recreate the late doctors formula, helping Howard clean up the lab, and packing up for tomorrow, I barely had enough time to catch some shut eye before I found myself on a plain towards Europe.

After a 12 hour flight from New York to London; including a stop off in St. johns to refuel, and a 5 hour train ride I finally arrived at the camp.

“Welcome to what we’ll call home for the foreseeable future.” Colonel Philips stated as we exited the truck that had picked us up from the train station. “Better go rest up girlie. Your day starts at 0700 tomorrow morning.”

I quickly thanked him and headed towards the nurses barracks. To say slept well would be an understatement. I normally don’t sleep at all when I move to a new place, but I was so exhausted from the trans-atlantic journey that the second my head hit the pillow I was out cold.

I was woken up; far to early in my opinion, by the bugle call. I quickly got dressed and head to the mess tent where I grabbed a quick breakfast. I then made my way towards the medical tent.

When I entered the tent the first thing that caught my eye were what appeared to be the 30 or so cots all lined up in two orderly rows. Only about 10 or so cots were occupied, although a sinking feeling in my gut told me it would’t stay that way for long. My eyes trailed along each cot with sympathy, before reaching a makeshift desk that had a young nurse standing behind it talking to another nurse with a clipboard. The first nurse turned towards me, while the other went to go assist one of the occupants of the cots.

“You must be the new girl?” she asked with a kind smile.

“Yes, Nurse Y/L/N, but you can call me Y/N.” I replied shaking her hand.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Dita, and the other nurse over there is Lucy.” Dita said while pointing over to Lucy who waved. “Let me catch you up to speed on how things work around here. Day shift is 0700 until 1900 with an half hour lunch and dinner rotation, and night shift is 1900 until 0700 with an hour sleep rotation. We switch shifts every other week, but since you’re new we’ll start you off with a day shift.” She says kindly.

“Sounds simple enough. Where do I start?” I ask with enthusiasm.

“You can start by giving out the soldiers breakfasts based on their respective charts. Once thats done, you and Lucy can start redressing any wounds with fresh bandages.” she said while pointing to a tray of food and a stack of patient clipboards. “Each cot is numbered with its matching clipboard so it shouldn’t take to long. Mornings are usually quiet. It’s the afternoons when the troops get back from there rounds and objectives that things start to get really busy. If you need any help feel free to ask.” Dita said, then sat down and started filling out some paper work.

I spent the morning handing the soldiers their meals. Lucy had introduced me to the 8 soldiers that were currently staying in the med ward. When it came time to redress there injuries we each decided to treat 4 of them.

My first patient, Adam, had a head wound that looked worse then it actually was. He said he had been pushed out of the way of oncoming fire and hit his head on a rock. He said that the doctor wanted to watch him overnight and had given him antibiotics to ward off infection.

My second patient barley spoke while I redressed his wound. From his patient chart it said his name was Edmond from Morristown, New Jersey. He, according to Adam was the soldier who had saved him from the enemy fire. He had suffered from a bullet wound to his right side. Luckily it looked liked the bullet had passed trough, and missed all vital organs.  

Jack, my third patient, didn’t need a wound to be redressed because he had apparently been admitted with Tuberculosis. The poor soldier couldn’t have been any older then 22, but sadly he had already begun to cough up blood, according to his patient chart. I gave him his dose of antibiotics and an extra piece of bread to help keep the nausea at bay. My forth patient for the morning, David, only had a concussion, so he had stayed asleep after breakfast.

It wasn’t until around 1500 hours that things started to pick up. Soldier after soldier came in, some with easily treatable things like sprained wrist and dehydration, others with bullet wounds that had just barley missed their lungs. It wasn’t until 1630 hours, when I was just finishing wrapping a through-and-through that Dita called me to the front of the tent.

“Y/N can you fill out this patients paper work for me while I help him to a cot?” she asked while she put the patients arm around her shoulders and began to walk him towards a cot with one of his fellow soldiers.

“Sure, no problem.” I say as I quickly walk over to the desk and start a new patient form. I look up towards the other soldier that had brought in the new patient when I was met with a pair of the bluest eyes I had ever seen. Standing before me was an incredibly hansom soldier. He stood around 6 foot tall with a blinding white smile, strong jaw line, and broad shoulders. His hair was slightly out of place, most likely due to helping his fellow soldier, but he still looked as if he had just gotten ready for the day. I had to prevent myself from letting out a gasp as my eyes quickly shifted down to focus on the form, trying to suppress the blush that was rising to my cheeks.

“Name?” I ask, keeping my eyes trained to the form.

“The names Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes, but you can call me Bucky. What’s yours Doll?” he says with a confident tone to his voice.

I quickly collect myself and laugh a bit at his response. “I meant your friends name, who is currently being helped to a cot.” I state with my eyebrow arched, daring him to defy me.

“Fair enough, his name is Mike Brown.” Bucky said chuckling at your attempt to intimidate him.

“Date of birth?”

“Don’t know.”

“Place of birth?”

“Queens, New York I think.”

“And how exactly did he end up hurting his leg, Sergeant Barnes.” I ask while writing the other information down.

“Well Mikey here is a bit of a klutz. He might have tripped when he was trying to get out of the transport truck, and landed on his foot in a wrong way. I heard a crack when he hit the ground and I think it’s broken.” Bucky stated, eyeing you up and down.

“Barnes! You better not be lying to my nurse!” Mike shouted from across the tent, causing you to giggle.

“Of course not Mikey!” Bucky called back. “He hurt his leg fighting off 100 nazis single handedly.” Bucky said loud enough for Mikey to hear winking at me.

“Damn straight!” Mikey called back causing me to smile and shake my head at the soldiers antics.

“Thank you Sergeant for your help. You are free to go.” I say as you put the finishing touches on the form, struggling to not to glance at his eyes.

“Please, call me Bucky. Plus you still haven’t told me your name Doll.” Bucky said with a cocky smile.

“I know.” I say with a flirty smile and turn away from him. “Have a nice evening Sergeant Barnes.” I toss over my shoulder as I walk towards Mikey’s cot to get the remaining info for the paper work and help Dita bind his leg.

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