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Lost in The Shadows Seventeen

A/N: This is my last post possibly ever or in a while, hope you like it, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,240

Warnings: Angst, maybe Guns, happy ending ish?, If forgot anything let me know please!

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Y/n had gone home, she’d gone to her room finding, Autumn and Aiden curled up underneath her large blanket, she slipped into a t-shirt and shorts, soon joining her kids. As she lay awake she had to act as though nothing changed, but everything changed, Bucky wasn’t killed in Romania, he was out there or back with Brock’s goons, and now she was here with their kids alone in the compound. She got up looking out the window, Steve had told her not to go looking for Bucky, they didn’t know if this is what Brock wanted to happen, and they also didn’t know if Brock now had a back up, all they did know is Brock is locked up and Bucky is out there.

She huffed making her way down stairs, sleep would be useless tonight and if she’d tried to sleep it would result in agitation, as she made her way down to the kitchen in the darkness of night, she flicked on the lights when she got to her destination, finding Bucky. “Why are you here?” She asked, looking at him standing her ground, she wasn’t about to let her kids find her dead at their fathers hands in their kitchen.

“I don’t know.” He said still emotionless.

“Are you going to kill me? I kinda gave you your chance.” She folds her arms over her chest.

“No.” He shakes his head.

“Okay, why are you here?” She asked again.

“I don’t understand why I cared when you told me about your kids. Rumlow warned me you’d use manipulation to get me to falter. So I’m here I guess to see if you were lying?” He didn’t look like Y/n’s husband, or Brock’s assassin in that moment to her, he looked like the man she had been cold to the one who despite his best efforts to warm her up and get under her walls she wouldn’t let him, he was the mechanic from all those years ago, and she wanted to melt like butter to the floor and sob.

But she didn’t, she kept her cool demeanor still not fully sure of where his mind sat. “If you try anything, I don’t care if I loved you once, you hurt those kids I will kill you first.” She warned before leading him upstairs. When reaching her room, she moved to sit near them, he stared in awe.“I’m not a liar or a manipulator, Bucky, all that I have done to Brock has been for you because up until two hours ago you were dead.” She could see a little of him in his eyes, but there was still a Numbness to him, she huffed because patients weren't anything she was ever known for. “I called you James for the first year of our marriage basically, you witnessed me kill my first love, you heard all of my stories about my father and Henry and how they treated me! And all that time I didn’t know-Didn’t think about what I wanted or needed, until you! All I want is you, all I need is you and your love! I helped you through losing your memory once I will help you again. I helped you get used to using that prosthetic. But I need you to know, that if you walk out my door tonight, I don’t want you coming back, I want you to leave New York, I can prent your dead if I never see you again. But either way I want you to know if you stay or not I’m going to be happy.”

Bucky nodded at what she said, understanding it knowing she’d already been through so much. An ache pulled in his chest, his decision could make or break and he didn’t know where he’d go. But he knew what would be best for Y/n and the kids, after all of this, he turned to the bedroom door. “I’m Sorry.” Was the last thing from his lips that night, Y/n’s eyes welled with tears, she stared down at her babies, knowing she’d be able to keep it together for them once they woke up.

It wasn’t hard getting something on Brock, especially after Bucky offered a DNA sample to Steve, the drug altered his DNA changing him physically it was like a super steroid.

Steve stopped by a few days later, getting the door answered by Wanda. “Where’s Y/n?” “Up stairs.” She let him in, he knew this house he’d been to many times in the last four years.

Up stairs meant her room usually, which is where he found her. “Brock is going to trial.” Steve told her, she sat on her bed invested in her work. She hummed, not amused she should have just killed him she thought, it would be easier and guaranteed no escape. “I get if you're pissed, he told me he left you.”

“I’m sure you were really happy, Captain Rogers.” She hissed, not bothering to show him the past respect.

“Y/n, he's going back to Indiana. I told him about his house still there.” He told her.

She snapped her laptop closed, looking at him. “I don’t want to know that, he is dead in my mind, I told him to leave New York, I told him that if he chose to leave that night he would be dead to me and my kids, he made his choice, now Rogers, if you wanna go back to being the hero again, and stop pretending to be friend with me that would be much appreciated.” She glared at him standing chest to chest with him, in her t-shirt and sweatpants, with bare feet she amounted to nothing in height, but her demeanor was in the mood to fight, he shook his head relenting, knowing she’d need time, he’d be back to help if she needed it.

The day of Rumlows trial it was all over the news he’d gone missing every one thinking he pulled a Capone, this wasn’t the case. Y/n had him broken out just so she could get her revenge, she had him talent to the lowest level of the compound, she and her men had taken their time in beating him before sunrise. As the sun did Y/n came up and slit his throat, her eyes sparkled almost as she watched the blood slide down where the straight line was.

Fourteen Years Later

Autumn and Aiden were eighteen, and were taking a spontaneous trip with Y/n, they planned it and hid their true location they were headed. When landing at the airport, Y/n’s demeanor changed when the intercom said ‘Welcome to Indiana’. As they got into the rental a black 1973 Plymouth ’Cuda. “What is this? What are you two playing at?” Y/n asked her children with arched brows.

“Be patient mom, I promise you’ll like it.” Aiden said as they pulled around a corner into a neighborhood, it was an average suburban area.

Bucky stood in the garage of his house, while music blasted from behind the Red 1968 Dodge charger his hands were covered in grease from the car in front of him. He didn’t notice the car pulling up in front of his home, he heard the light tap of heels on the pavement of his driveway, they slowly and slightly echoed as they moved into the garage. The music dissipated. “James.” He turned looking into her hazel eyes.

“Y/n.”

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Lost in The Shadows Sixteen

A/N: Hey I'm back, this is a little bitter sweet I will post the final part of this series soon, but that maybe my last post depending on later feelings, I'll always keep this account up however just very little interaction, Tumbler hasn't been what it was when I started using it like 4-5 years ago, when I was a freshmen in High School, it was a lot more fun and had a lot more interesting stories being posted at that time, I haven't found myself coming on here intentionally more out of boredom, and even then I don't see anything I'm interested in anymore. But this also could be a hiatus that last a few months to a year I don't know, my app will still be on my phone so don't be afraid to interact or ask me things, I still have another project I was working on and then stopped, I've also been so busy with my Job, that I just haven't had the energy to Wright like I used to be able to.

Wordcount: 1,404

Warnings: Angst, Guns, then obviously Brock, kid’s, possible torturer, , If forgot anything let me know please!

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Four Years Ago

After coming back from being gone for months verging a year, Steve seemed to show up out of nowhere looking for Bucky. When Y/n answered and saw the policeman, her already pissed demeanor seemed to intensify, as her eyes shot looking at him that he knew he should already be ten feet into the earth with, he. “What do you want, Rogers?” She hissed. “You couldn’t give a mourning widow and Pregnant woman her space?”

“Mourning Widow?” He asked, making her eyes widen with realization.

“Uh, I’m sorry, you didn’t know, Bucky and I were attacked in Romania, where he was shot… twice.” Her fingers knocked themselves around each other. At this moment, Steve was seeing the woman, and not the crime syndicate boss.

“Y/n, I’m sorry.” He said softly, not really knowing what else to say, he left to process what he’d been told.

A week later he came back. “I want all the information on Brock, Y/n, I want to help you finish this.”

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Y/n learned as much as she could about this new chest piece Brock had added to the puzzle, he had insane abilities that matched nothing anyone she had, Y/n wasn’t ever going to send her men, nor Natasha into an unfair fight. So she decided that tonight, she would end this war that had taken her babies father away, and a good portion of her time away from them as well. They were young, so Y/n knew if she died now, when they were older hopefully they’d forget. As she busted her way through the doors of the warehouse, allowing only the moon’s light into the dark building she could barely see anything. She had her gun ready to go off as soon as she saw anyone. “You came alone.” Brock's voice echoed.

“I’ve seen what your guy can do. I wasn't going to risk any of my men.” Her voice was cold looking for where the man could be.

Brock’s laugh echoed through the building. “I’m the one who sent Romanoff the tip, I let him be seen by her, Y/n, I’m the one who gave you those videos. I wanted you here.” Brock’s voice turned dark. “I wanted you to see him, come out.” The tall brooding man stepped out of a shadowed corner, moving forward in the darkness, Y/n was only able to see the outline of his foreboding frame, when her arm came into contact with cool metal, the shiver it sent down her spine was one of memories, of being on the sandy beach of the Island in Romania and Bucky’s prosthetic running down her bikini clad back, or when it was nice and cozy that one whiter night and Bucky’s hand reached to pull her impossibly closer.

By the time her brain caught up with her body she was thrown on the dirt looking up into a cold blue eye that held the moon's rays in them. “Bu-Bucky.” It came out in almost a sob of fear, relief, and sadness. In his eyes however all they held was nothing, maybe confusion, but mostly nothing. “This isn’t you.”

Four Years Ago

It happened so fast Bucky hadn’t been thinking, as Brock lifted his gun at Y/n, Bucky swiftly moved so that she wouldn’t have gotten hit, as the gun went off once then twice, and the brutalizing pain that went through Bucky’s stomach and chest was worse than when getting his arm amputated, then again that had been done when he was partially in a coma and by professionals, but as he saw Y/n’s wide eyes he realized that for her and for his unborn baby he’d do it again for either one. “Get out! Leave Y/n!” She began running on instinct.

“Grab him!” Brock’s voice of frustration was the last thing he heard. Before waking up to himself being operated on by Brock's guys getting the bullets out, he tried to fight them off but quickly found his arm was strapped down and his prosthetic missing.

“Don’t worry Barnes, you’re gonna be very useful in the downfall of your wife.” Brock Spoke from somewhere out of Bucky’s view. “Give it to him.”

A blue liquid began to be put through two IV’s and Bucky felt everything in him burn.

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“That isn’t going to work Carter, he doesn't know you anymore, we put his mind into a blender.” Brock spoke passively, fueling Y/n’s anger. She only needed to get him, she didn’t want to hurt Bucky, if it wasn’t necessary.

She looked around for an out, so instead She let a low pitched whistle through her lips, making Brock arch a brow, The door’s she had just burst through, came in Steve and a squad of feds. “So you work with cops now?” He recoils into the shadows for his escape. “Ascetic, atack.” And as if a wire was plugged into a TV Bucky’s eyes seemed to darken, as he began to stock towards Y/n.

Steve ran to follow Brock, before he could witness what was about to happen, and all of the feds followed him choosing this time to rade the building, all while she was there facing him alone, he quickly got a hold of her forcing her to the ground, she swiftly jabbed his side. “Bucky, stop this, you need to come home, we have two beautiful babies waiting for us at home, Autumn and Aiden, and they would love to meet you.” She spoke softly, leading him outside as she moved backwards towards the doors.

“Stop acting like you know me.” His voice held virtually nothing in it.

“I’m not gonna hurt you.” She shook her head. “So you can kill me now, and leave Our kids orphans, or you can return with me.” He faltered taking a step back when Y/n offered to immediately be killed, it was shocking, but he felt a twinge of something when she mentioned the kid’s being orphans, why did he care? He thought. She could see it in his eyes. “Death and I have shaken hands a few times, I’m not scared, and I’ve made my peace, so if you're going to kill me get it over with.”

He knew he couldn’t he knew what this would result in when he’d go back, they’d beat him for not completing this, this is what he was made for this is what they told him that he would have to do no matter what, and sure he could and had killed people before but this was different. “You don’t have to go back with him either, you can come with me.” She spoke softly, as the moon shone down on them and made her eyes sparkle, he just shook his head before bolting away into the night. Y/n on fast feet, chased him, she wasn’t about to let him go again, but she only got so far until she felt as if her lungs were going to give up and her legs felt as if any more movement would cause her to collapse, the red, blue, and white, of a cop car was flashing nearby, she fell to her knees, as Steve came and found her his hand went to her shoulder. “We’ve got Brock.” He spoke looking for any sign of Bucky in the shadows, but there would be none, he was so fast he had to be at least a mile away by now.

She nodded, getting up and composing herself, before getting into Steve's car. He turned to her with a look of concern as he drove. “What is it Steve?” She huffed.

“Are you alright, when you chased Bucky, Y/n you both ran ten miles in thirty minutes.” Steve told her, making her brows furrow, it hadn't felt that far or short for the distance, but her vision had gone into tunnel as she followed Bucky back there.

She just brushed it off, shrugging, but her thoughts began to stir thinking of Bucky’s strength at the where house, when he tried to force her to the ground there was no possible way to fight back, and his speed he was a decent amount a head of her though still in view, she had no clue what Brock had done to him and she didn’t know if she wanted to.

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People calling potheads addicts the same way they call a heroin user and addict doesn’t sit right with me

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Lost in The Shadows Fifteen

A/N: This one is short, sorry, but two parts close together, hope you like it, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 945

Warnings: Angst, maybe Guns, then obviously Brock, kid's, , If forgot anything let me know please!

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Four Years Later

The war between Y/n and Brock had evaluated until, the two of them were the last standing, The Carter, and Rumlow names were the last that stood for the mob families. Brock began getting avantages, on killing each family head one by one. Most who had been friends with Y/n however and who still wanted to live decided to just hand it all to her and that was the same thing as what Thomas had to do for himself and his own family.

She stared at her computer, flicking through some security footage by the doc as to watch out for Brock's shipment. The large office door began to open with a small whine, her eyes flicked up wards to see who was entering. A mop of brown hair walked through the office, making its way behind the desk, and crawled on to Y/n’s lap. “Hey, baby.” Y/n combed through her daughter's hair with her fingers lightly, her voice filled with exhaustion. “Where's your brother?”

“Probably, sleep.” She mumbled out, Y/n hummed listening but still flicking through more cameras. “Whats you doing?”

“Working baby, and then mama is going to sleep, which you should already be.” Y/n looked at her knowingly.

“Can’ts sleep.” She shakes her head.

Y/n sighed. “Give mama a bit, and then we'll get hot chocolate, I promise Autumn.” The little girl nodded contently.

Y/n stayed there with the little girl who had slowly fallen to sleep for hours. Nothing came up on the Camera, eventually she called off her guys. Eventually lightly waking up Autumn. “Hey sweetheart, you want hot chocolate now?” Though still tired she perked up, getting off Y/n’s lap and leading the way down to the kitchen.

Aiden soon joined his mom and sister in the large kitchen, with a grumpy look on his face, his nose screwed up, he was Bucky’s perfect mini-me. “What got your face all screwed up?” Y/n laughed lightly.

“Mama and Autumn, too loud.” He complained.

“I’m sorry little man, but mama, and Autumn kinda pulled an all nighter, and are about to go back to bed with some hot chocolate, you want some?” Aiden nodded along quickly. “And then Mr. Grumpy, we'll all go to bed for whatever is left of the night.”

After taking both of her four year olds up stairs with her to her grand room, and finally being able to relax, her eyes shut.

Four Years Earlier

Soon after getting back, Y/n called Natasha and Wanda for support through the rest of her Pregnancy, and soon after getting back she was again forced to step out as head and put on bed rest, because she found out she was having twins.

When Y/n, Natasha and Wanda were having a movie night, watching the Princess Diaries was the Choice, soon after having Natasha and Wanda come to help, Y/n found out that Andy put them up to a mission of making her feel at least a little bit better after Bucky. So she tried to go along with it at least a little. While watching the movie just sitting in bed, her water broke. “Uh guy’s.”

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Y/n woke up to nothing. Autumn and Aiden weren't there, her brows furrowed. “Autumn Aiden?” She called out once she got to the staircase when she got no reply, that’s when she panicked, repeatedly calling their names and looking through every room in the house, until Natasha stopped her down a hallway. “Do you have to be so fast in this big of a house?”

“First off it's a compound, and next is do you know where Autumn and Aiden are?” She asked as she tried not to panic.

Natasha nodded, then led her to the kitchen. “Maybe don’t freak out so bad next time?” She offered.

“Not funny.” Y/n shook her head.

“I wasn’t laughing.” Natasha shook her head. “We got something.” Natasha went from Bartender to one of Y/n’s best assassins.

“What?” She asked.

“I’ll show you after breakfast.” Natasha said before opening the door to the kitchen, where Wanda was making Pancakes, and the kits sat at the island.

“Late shift?” Wanda smiles.

“Late everything, and apparently my closest friends know more than me?” Y/n arched a brow as she leaned against the counter.

Natasha rolled her eyes slightly in seriousness but there was more of a light hatredness behind it than anything. “Can’t ever be patient can you Y/n? Even when the kids are around?”

Y/n gave Natasha a stern look. “If my kids will do an overnight with me I can be impatient around them.”

Natasha sighed, walking over to the small kitchen table in the corner by a window looking into the back yard, grabbing something out of her purse, before walking over and placing the folder on the counter in front of Y/n, who opened it to skim the photos inside. “It seems that Brock has his own new assassin, he’s been on my radar for the last three years.”

Y/n looked at Natasha with a glint of something resembling anger or betrayal. “Why didn’t I know about this?” She tilted her head.

“Because, I didn’t want you freaking out about it, and besides, I didn’t know until now that he was even Brock’s.” Natash informed me. “I wanted to be sure before I brought it to your attention.”

“I’ll look more into it after breakfast.” Y/n sighed as she looked at the long haired man, but no one could make out who it was. The person's face was covered.

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Lost In The Shadows Fourteen

A/N: This one is short, sorry, also have began writing my next series, my stuff about that will be up once i’m finished posting this story, hope you like it, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,268

Warnings: Big Angst, Guns, Character Death, Drugs?, Some Domestic bliss, then obviously Brock, pregnacy, If forgot anything let me know please!

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Brock was pissed, it had been almost a year and there still had been no sign of Y/n nor James anywhere, and while Andy now seemingly was in control of her business, he couldn’t hold New York by the balls the way Y/n used to, so Brock turned his anger into an advantage. His substance had been selling like crazy around New York and it was only a matter of time when Y/n would find out he’d began spreading it on to her territory, and it was also only a matter of time for her to find out, he was so close to finding her and James, he just had to wait a little longer.

Meanwhile, Y/n and Bucky, had been living in Romania, Bucky’s memory had been coming back little by little. As for Y/n she was still the control freak as ever, still controlled what she could from a computer, halfway across the world, even with her patrooting stomach that made it annoyingly hard to use her computer. She rested her head against the couch cushion, with a sigh of slight irritation. Bucky came up from behind, telling from the way her face was scratched something was wrong. “What's going on?” He asked me to sit beside her.

“First lil’ bean is driving me insane, they're moving a lot and I can barely see over my stomach, and work stuff, Brock is dealing on my streets, and he is still looking for me.” She stressed.

“We’re fine and safe, shouldn’t that be all that matters?” He tilts his head.

Y/n’s lips pulled up slightly. “If only it were that simple, I don’t just take care of only you I and our kids with what I do, I take care of my men’s families, I take care of all of the people in my territory, and if I let whatever shit get out, then look what happens, shure New York’s filled with druggies, and people on the stress, but when theres and out break it gets ten times worse for both populations.” She explained what other extra duties she had as a leader in the mob. “That’s why they respect me and fear me, because I could take it all away in a knight from someone, but I also made things better after Henry died, I helped a lot of people, get better, from pills and other crap.”

Bucky nodded, now understanding the importance of what she had done back home. “All I can say is don’t stress too much.” He put his hand over hers that was resting on her stomach, he smiled softly, she closed the laptop.

Bucky and Y/n both stood in the kitchen listening to music that fit both of their tastes, the made a meal fit for kings, or a mechanic and his pregnant mob boss wife. Bucky could tell the difference between now and the begging of their relationship, now she was comfortable enough to wear tank tops and really anything that showed any scar she’d gained in the past, sometimes, Bucky would ask about who she got each one, she could recite the story as if it happened yesterday, yet no emotion held in her voice, and then she’d acted as if she never said anything. He couldn’t understand how she did it.

As they both laid in bed, Bucky’s arms naturally found a way on Y/n. “If you stay relaxed, the sooner bean will be here, and the sooner bean is here, the sooner we get to make another little mean and another.” He smiled, as he held her closely to him.

“I’ll try but no promises.” She smiled to herself, as her eyes closed, Bucky soon followed suit, shutting off the lamp that was on his night stand.

Bucky rolled around to find his wife once again in the night as he slept, but soon was awoken by the cold silky sheets. He shot up, looking around the room, finding no sign of her he got up to find her.

Y/n paced in the office that used to be Bucky’s dads, when he was a kid. She spoke in a demanding harsh whisper, at whatever unfortunate soul. “We’ve got to figure this out, I-we can’t move places at the moment Andy.” She huffed, clearly her anxiety raised, along with anger. “Why? That’s not your business at the moment, I don’t know if he has the phone tapped. Throw him off or something. He can’t find us not right now, bye Andy.” She slumped into the chair behind the desk, sweat appearing on her forehead, her breath picked up slightly.

Bucky came up, taking her hand in his. “It’s gonna be alright.”

“Brock knows where we are, and I don’t think that we can leave at the moment because I am nine months pregnant, and soon enough I could give birth.” Y/n explained.

“He can’t access the island with anything other than a boat, we're fine.” Bucky reassured her. She nodded, knowing she could be overthinking this. “Let’s get back to bed.”

As a week passed, and then half of another, she started to think that she had been wrong. As they both had been getting ready for bed, the power cut out, Y/n and Bucky looked around in confusion as they stood in the bathroom, Y/n put her tooth brush back in the holder, and she moved into their room, Bucky was right with her. “Maybe a line went out.”

“Nope, just me.” Y/n’s eyes whipped to the corner by the closet, Brock stood in the shadows, his hands in front of him with a pistol in one. Bucky tries to flick on the lights, when they turn on, they know someone else is there, all of them looking at each other, Brock’s jaw clenches visibly, when he finally takes in all of Y/n. “You could have had a good life with your husband and kid, why are you causing more trouble than it’s worth.”

“Because you would kill more than you would ever help with whatever that shit is.” She hissed at him.

Brock lifted his gun focusing on her chest, she had no way to defend herself, ironically the one time she didn’t carry her gun, so what else could she do but welcome death as an old friend hoping Bucky could at least leave. As the gun went off she prepared for the bullet, but it didn’t come so she opened her eyes looking around. “Get out!” She looked to where the voice came from, Bucky who was lying on the floor with a bullet in his chest and stomach. “Leave Y/n!” He said the best he could.

Her leg’s moved before her mind, all she could see was Bucky there on the floor bleeding out, the pair of guards that stayed on the island met her down stairs. “Where’s Mr. Barnes?” One of them asked, she just shook her head. “Take her to the mainland. I’m going to go up there.”

The second guard came up to her, leading her out to the doc, she struggled to collect herself as they ran, when they got to the doc with a boat at the end, the guard helped Y/n on. “Y/n!” Brock Yelled form not too far from them.

“Go, get to the Airport, and go home, or somewhere safe.” The guard told her, as he Started the boat before getting off quickly. The boat moved quickly on the water, Y/n waited to doc on the mainland, her face wet from tears as she docked and then got a taxi. She had no clue what was supposed to happen after this, she should have died.

When Y/n got on the first plane to New York, she immediately messaged Andy, wanting to have someone go back and get Bucky, maybe even they’d be able to save him. When she got back to New York, Andy had replied that he was right on it. As she took a private car back to her house, she felt empty like part of herself was missing. As she walked the path she had so many times, she slowly realized that this wasn’t home, at all. She walked into the house that gave her a pit in her stomach. Andy stood along with all of her men, all meant respect but she wanted to be alone, her jaw clenched, she still wore a nightgown that made her stomach stand out. “Everyone except Andy, leave.” Her voice turned cold and stern.

Andy stayed behind like told as all the other men filtered out. “See what you meant by you didn’t want to leave, now.”

“Is he okay?” Her voice sounded desperate, and had a yearning interlaced.

Andy’s shoulders tensed. “He, along with Brock and his men, weren’t there when they got to the island, Y/n, I’m sorry.”

She just nodded. “Go figure out what's next, I'm staying in New York, until this finishes up.”

“What if-”

“I don’t care I’ll kill Brock Rumlow if that’s the last thing I do, even with my baby in my stomach, he killed my husband, I’m taking every part of his legacy possible, by the time this finishes, no one will even remember his name.” She spoke with passionate rage. “Go get me my information Andy.” She stood giving him a stern look, before he left.

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Lost In The Shadows: Part Thirteen

A/N: This one is short, sorry, also have began writing my next series, my stuff about that will be up once i’m finished posting this story, hoe you like it, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,268

Warnings: angst, Guns, Bucky being unaware, Wayne, Brock, Smut, and Kinda Dom Reader, also probably shitty smut if I forgot anything let me know please!

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Pairs was next, Y/n had a friend who could help them get off the radar there. So the day of arriving, both of them had to change, for a party of sorts. As Y/n and Bucky walked side by side, Bucky couldn’t help but take her in her dress that went to her thigh, it reminded him of when he bumped into her at inferno, along with her heels calling for attention as they hit the uneven cobble road. Right before walking in she stopped, sighing she looked at him.

“Bucky.” He hummed and looked her in the eyes. “I want to warn you before we go in, there are dangerous people here, so don’t talk to anyone unless I say, so, I don’t want anything happening.”

Bucky nodded with what she said, before walking in with her as they walked through he noticed people dancing on large platforms in the air that were designed to look like chandeliers, and lights flashed around. Y/n walked through unbothered, however Bucky couldn’t help but look around he’d never had been to an underground party. Y/n walked up a set of stairs making her way to a blond woman, whose lips pulled up when she saw her. “Y/n.” The woman greeted me.

“Yelena, I hope Natasha warned you I was coming.” Y/n said before sitting down, with Bucky not far behind.

“Who's this?” Yelena’s eyes seemed to almost eat Bucky whole.

Y/n wrapped a hand around his bicep protectively. “My husband.” Her overly kind smile seemed wolfish as jealousy consumed her almost wole.

Yelena caught on to the difference, nodding. “Natasha says you wanna disappear.” Yelena begins to explain why they were actually there.

“I have a hit on my head, who wouldn’t want to disappear after that?” Y/n hisses in irritation the last few weeks had been a lot, and she just wanted a break.

“What’s gotten you in this situation? I thought you changed how things ran in New York, and everyone feared ‘The Queen’ who did it.” Yelena almost taunted, the two’s relationship had always been a tense one.

“Are you going to help me or not?” Y/n asked, getting ready to pull her gun out.

Yelena held her hands up in fain defeat. “I’m not someone stupid enough to be an enemy of yours, I may not like you, but I'm no idiot.”

“That’s why I’m glad you're in this business, now can we get this wrapped up? You never know who's around.” Y/n looked over the edge of the balcony behind her, to make sure no one was paying too much attention to something they didn’t need to be seeing.

“I’ll help you since you are a friend of my sisters.” Yelena nods, as she begins pulling out papers and new identifications for them.

“Thanks Yelena.” Y/n said before both her and Bucky got out of the booth, Yelena nodded, then acted as if Y/n hadn’t been there. Y/n and Bucky back tracked their way out, she was looking over her shoulder. “We’ve gotta hurry.”

When they were back at the hotel, Y/n sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through the passports, ID’s and other documents. Bucky spotted her as he walked out of the bathroom from showering. He could see the worry weighing her down at the moment he came up and sat next to her. “What's wrong?” He asked looking at her hands that neetend up the documents.

“Nothing.” She sighed rolling her shoulders back, she placed the stack into the nightstand. Bucky looked down at her, asking for the truth. “I just hate this, being on the run, you should have had time to recover.”

“After tonight let’s go to my family’s island, know one knows about it but my family.” He placed his hand on her shoulder to comfort her, Y/n leaned into his touch, she leaned forward, slowly catching his lips.

Bucky followed what she did leaning himself into the kiss, her tongue begged to be let in, he allowed her access in, she slowly pushed him down onto the bed, she untucked the towel around his waist her y/e/c eyes looked at him, showing him her dominance over the situation, showing him that this was something she wanted. Her lips kissed his pelvis as her lips slowly moved up his well toned chest, as Bucky began to unzip the back of her dress, she still had on, as it was slowly removed, she was revealed to have only panties on that were quickly ripen off and thrown to the floor. Y/n slowly sheathed herself on him, she began to move slowly as pleasure took over both of them, the rough skin of his right hand moved over her body.

Y/n began to slowly slide up and down at a torturous speed making Bucky groane out, which had Y/n’s lips pulling up in a mischievous smirk, her hand slowly slid up his chest gaining closet to his neck, begging to slowly cut off air making bucky groan again along with bucking his hips against her, making her moan out as her head lulled backwards. Bucky’s metal arm moved to slowly circle around her little bud of nerves, causing her to spassim in pleasure as she rocked faster back and forth, as her mouth kissed at anny skin it could get to. Bucky’s head soon fell against the pillow as he let out a deep grumbling groan as she felt him fill her up. She got up as if nothing had happened. “W-what the hell?” Bucky’s brows pulled together.

“Hmm?” Y/n hummed as she began cleaning off her thighs that ached slightly. “Come here.” Bucky sounded slightly out of breath, Y/n’s brows furrowed as she padded into the room, Bucky looked as confused as she was.

Her hands here on her bair hips as she stood wanting to know what was going on. “What?” Y/n’s head tilted, Bucky stood moving up standing right infront of her.

Bucky kissed her, like she had before, but instead of lingering he led her to the bed, where he kneeled down in front of her and he did one small lap with his tongue across her pussy, causing Y/n’s head to lull back and letting a moan escape through her lips. “Bucky.” Y/n said his name as a praise as she pulled him closer to her begging for more now.

Bucky began to take every ounce of Y/n he could get, as she held his head as close to her sex as she could by his hair, he lapped over and over again before he moved to sucking on her clit as air began to almost escape him. Just as he began to feel light headed, Y/n’s grip released on his head as she fell back, and her cum hit his lightly stubbled jaw, he looked up seeing her chest moved quickly up and down as the wave worked its way through her for a moment.

Bucky couldn’t help but smile to himself in victory. So that’s how he woke Y/n up the next morning, and that’s what they did on the private jet ride to Romania.

Y/n laid on the large bed in the master bedroom and a smile of pure bliss pulled her lips up. She was genuinely happy with Bucky, though the situation wasn’t ideal-at the moment-this had to have been the happiest she had been in soon to be six years.

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He’s where I live I want to meet him so bad 😭😩😭😩😭

“i've actually had people tell me to smile more. they think my resting face is like, "i wanna kill you" face”.

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Lost In The Shadows: Part Twelve

A/N: This one is short, sorry, also have began writing my next series, my stuff about that will be up once i'm finished posting this story, hoe you like it, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,159

Warnings: angst, Guns, Bucky being unaware, Wayne, and Brock if I forgot anything let me know please!

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After the stress of being at the hospital worried sick everyday, Y/n had to admit being at her villa in Italy was a nice change from the compound back home. It was also nice that she was able to get Bucky an arm with the thought of mind that money was no object, so she got the best of the best. The best part was it was just her and Bucky, since everyone back home wanted to keep it hush hush that they were leaving, there wasn’t a security staff always lurking nor did she have any professionals roaming the house like cleaners, and kitchen staff, it felt normal, and she almost didn’t dare say she liked it.

Currently she sat by the pool, while Bucky was swimming laps, she softly smiled to herself as she thought about it. Tonight they were going to roam the city, starting with an art gallery and then dinner. A lot of this felt so domestic to her and she couldn’t fully hate it. “You okay?” Bucky asked, her eyes opened as she looked at him. “I know you’ve been stressed.” And there was also that, if Bucky remembered he would probably understand the why, because technically you were both in hiding.

“Bucky, if anything I’m for once not stressed.” She lied through her teeth, she was more stressed than ever before, because they were stuck in a foreign country Bucky had no memory of the Mafia, and for the first time since taking her family business back she wasn’t the one in control of everything, and she hated that. “If anything, I’m excited about tonight, it’s gonna be romantic.”

As the two of them walked around looking at different paintings, sculpture and other pieces of work. It was nice until a bullet hit one of the paintings, Y/n’s eyes widened. “Get down!” She yelled, she pulled out her own gun that had been tucked away in a secret pouch in her overly big purse, as more bullets came through breaking the glass.

“What the hell is going on?” Bucky asked with wide eyes.

Y/n looked at him. “Believe me Bucky in another life you’d understand, but for now follow what I do.” She aimed her own gun at the glass ceiling of the building, where she couldn’t see even an outline of a person, she took a deep breath in irritation. “Okay, we’ve gotta get on that roof.”

“That’s where the bullets came from.” Bucky hissed out.

Y/n nodded. “I know.” She got up moving, Bucky moved her as she had told him. As people who weren’t dead ran around in panic and fear, and red lights went off with an annoying alarm and people who had gotten shot in the spray of bullets moments earlier laid on the ground crying or dead. She moved around until she found a roof entrance, she began running up the stairs, when both of them made it up to the roof Y/n found who she was looking for meaning whoever it was wanting to kill her had an open air shot to get her. As Y/n saw it was two people, Sharon and Wayne, Y/n scoffed, wind caused her hair to blow everywhere. “You two have got to be shitting me! You're working together?”

They both looked at her with wide eyes. “She betrayed Brock, so I'm here for both of you!” Wayne was the first to speak.

Y/n began to actually laugh. “That’s a good one Wayne, you're working for Rumlow, you're not even stupid enough to do that.”

“You're the one who’s gonna lose out, Y/n, you are the one who lost doing business with him, and you're gonna die for it.” Wayne smiled wickedly, Y/n noticed he looked different; he'd been bulked up or something.

“Are you on that fucking staroids he wants to sell on the streets?” She scoffed able to tell, by the obvious side effects.

“It’s called ‘the serum’.” He said aggressively.

“Oh, please, all those blue crystals are gonna do for you is kill you eventually.” Y/n was taunting him.

“Okay that's enough.” Sharron stopped her from continuing. “I’m killing you, and then taking everything you’ve built.” The blond held up a gun at Y/n, making her do the same.

Y/n, wasn’t aiming for her sister but Wayne, as her finger pressed the trigger Sharons did the same and she ducked down, with Bucky as she watched Wayne fall off the building with blood spreading on his shirt.

Sharon watched and hurried to follow where he fell, jumping off knowing Y/n was giving her one more chance to get her. Y/n liked a game especially with her sister, so she was willing to play it, if Sharon killed her next time she’d win, only getting one more chance to try again, before Y/n would kill her. Y/n looked at Bucky making sure he was alright, he looked shaken up but no wounds, she helped him up. “Are you okay?” She asked, and he nodded. “Okay come on.”

When they got back to the villa she began packing everything they had brought, moving as fast as she could. “Y/n what the hell was that!” Bucky yelled, making her freeze up, stopping what she was doing.

Y/n whipped around. “You're not gonna talk to me like that!” She yelled back. “You're the one who doesn't remember anything, and doesn't know what is going on so you're not gonna yell at me, I’m doing this for your safety, because I care about you.”

“Explain what’s going on then.” He said with irritation.

“My sister, who is a skilled assassin, and a guy I refused to do business with are trying to kill me and possibly you, and that’s how we ended up in the hospital I’m assuming, and your don’t remember this because of what you got in the accident, Bucky I’m a mafia boss and so is your brother, but we’ve gotta go if you want to live.” She spoke with pure urgency, she moved up to him, placing her hand in his, she slowly moved in closer to him, kissing him softly. “Bucky, I love you, and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you, if you come with me I’ll make sure you don’t die.”

Bucky pulled her closer to him. “I’ll go with you, but be honest with me from now on.”

Y/n looked at him and nodded. “Okay, for now pack, I’ll figure out where to next.”

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Brock shook his head, as Wayne's feed and tracker turned red, he slammed his hand on the desk, a mix of anger and joy. Wayne had been helpful but soon became a pest on his shoulder, he huffed knowing he needed to know Y/n’s next move. He had to be the one to finish her off.

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Lost In The Shadows: Part Eleven

A/N: I’m gonna try and be more frequent, start giving me Ideas for what type of series you want to see next, i’m curious and finished writing this one so lets see if I can start getting parts out more frequently, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,749

Warnings: angst, and hospital stuff, some sadness i guess, I don't want to spoil unless yall figured it out, if I forgot anything let me know please!

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As Bucky’s eyes began to open he realized that there were too many bright lights that made it so he didn’t want to open them, he heard a woman and a man talking seriously. Slowly he began squinting them open. He looked at both people, one sounded like Y/n, and the other was someone he didn’t know, his brows pinch together and as he takes in the room he slowly realizes that it was the bedroom, this is when his eyes fully open he realized that this was a hospital room. “We’ll talk more about this another time.” Y/n’s voice sounded irritated as she told the man that, before he left. When she turned around her eyes widened, at seeing Bucky awake.

“Bucky, are you okay?” She rushed up to him, worrying, filling her eyes as she looked at him.

He nodded. “I’m fine, I think, who was that guy?” His head tilts as he looks at Y/n with confusion.

Y/n’s brows furrow. “Andy, you know Andy, remember he brought me home when I got really drunk and then we had to kick Wayane out.” She remembered, but Bucky was pulling a blank still so he shook his head. “He was literally at our wedding.” Y/n’s brows furrowed. “Okay, I’m going to grab a doctor to make sure you're alright.” Y/n was confused, Bucky knew Andy so why didn’t he remember him? Her brows were furrowed until she got back to the room. The doctor did a physical, explaining to Bucky what had happened to his left arm. “You seem fine, but if something odd does come up one of you let me know.” Y/n didn’t want to say anything about the Andy thing, yes it was odd but nothing she thought needed immense worry.

When the doctor left Y/n turned to Bucky, she could see the shock written on his face when the doctor showed him his arm, and when he explained the accident, and it still was there. “Are you okay?” Her voice didn’t show as much worry as much more sympathy.

He nodded. “Uh, yeah I think?” He said in thought.

“I know it’s a lot to take in especially when you've just woken up, do you want time alone?” She would have understood if he did.

He shook his head. “No, I want you here.” He squeezed her hand softly.

She sighed nodding. “I need to tell you something that I think we should do, and so do our family and friends.”

Bucky’s brows furrowed. “Okay, What is it?”

“It’s why Andy was here, they think we should leave the states for a bit because of what happened, there hasn’t been an attack on a family head in years.” She explained to him, but the more she went on, the more he seemed confused. “What is that look for?”

“What are you talking about, family head, attack, and why the hell would we need to leave for a car accident?” He asked with pure confusion.

“Bucky, what the hell are you talking about? You know this, your family even is a part of this, you were supposed to take over before you handed it over to Thomas, you told me that.” Y/n spoke with worry once again.

“I don’t know what you're talking about either?” He was continuing to be confused.

Y/n moved closer, looking around to see if anyone else could hear. “The mafia.” She whispered with gritted teeth.

“The what!?” Bucky yelled.

Y/n stood up and walked out of the room, shock and worry fully consuming her. “Don’t say a word till I get back.” Y/n was going to find a doctor, this was definitely odd. She explained what she could to him. “There are certain blankes in his memory.” She paused thinking for a second. “I think I need to contact my personal doctor for the rest of his care.” She wouldn't be able to talk to this doctor about what was actually wrong.

“Mrs.Barnes, I don’t think that is the best Idea, now if you explained to me what it is, I can possibly help, what is this specific memory?” The man asked.

Y/n made sure her demeanor turned Ice cold to this man, her posture fully changed and so did the look on her face. “I want my personal doctor for this situation, otherwise, we’re going to have a problem, I think you don’t want that.” Her voice completely sounded different when it changed to her stern tone.

“I-I’ll see what I can do.” He stuttered.

She nodded. “Good.” She turns, pulling out her phone, calling Bruce, when he answers she explains everything that is going on, he agrees to come and see Bucky and to help diagnose him. Then she texts Bucky’s family, and Steve to let them know he was awake, then she waits for them so she can explain.

Steve and Sharon were the first to arrive. “Steve, I need to talk to you alone about this, without my sister.”

Steve nodded, about to follow Y/n, Steve was stopped by Sharon. “Y/n, whatever you're going to tell him you know you can tell me.”

Y/n became quickly irritated by that. “It’s to do with my husband so I can tell whoever I want, come on, Steve this is very important.” She began leading him away once again but was stopped by him, planting his feet. “What now?” She looked at both blonds.

“You can do it infront of her too.” The blond says with slight defensiveness.

Y/n huffs. “Fine, you can be left in the dark about your best friend.” Her jaw clenched as she when into the room, wanting to get away from Steve and Sharon.

When Bucky’s family came, they went into the room first finding Y/n, and Bucky. “James.” Winnifred spoke softly Y/n saw tears welling in her eyes, as she hugged her son happy he was okay.

Y/n and George looked at eachother,she stood up and he along with Thomas followed her. “What’s going on?” Thomas asked.

Y/n looked at both men. “James doesn't remember anything about ‘the business’, not even the fact that I’m the head of a family, he doesn't remember that he doesn't remember Andy, I don’t know what’s going on, I’m waiting on Banner to say anything to a doctor, because I don’t want to say anything to anyone here.” She explained, beginning to ramble out of stress.

“Okay, you're doing exactly what you should so far.” Thomas told her, wanting to calm her down. “Did Andy tell you what we were thinking?”

Y/n nodded. “But I don’t know if it's a good idea if James is suffering from brain trauma.”

“It’s not safe for you in the states right now, someone did this on purpose probably thinking you would be driving that car because what everyone suspects is that it was placed on the drivers side in the trunk.” Thomas argued. “I’m doing what I think is best for James and you Y/n, I wouldn’t have made this option if it weren’t what was best. “

“I’m still thinking about it.” Y/n admitted. “Maybe, I don’t know yet.”

“Well make a decision before he is discharged.” George told her before going back into the room, with Thomas following him. Y/n’s shoulders fell limp as she stood there, she shook her head as she looked at the ground, she didn’t know what to do.

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Brock looked pissed, as he looked at the woman. “Thank you for your help Power Broker, though it went wrong.” He sounded bitter about it, though she knew it was a fifty-fifty chance of Bucky or Y/n Driving the car. “It seems you’ve made my plan easier to complete.”

“What do you mean?” Sharon’s brows furrowed looking at the man.

Brock smirked. “Y/n, has no protection now, and as soon as I find out where she is I’ll send someone to kill her, and then she won't be an issue anymore.”

Sharon smirked. “Whatever you say, I’ll uh see you another time.” She turned to leave as she opened the door. “Oh and Brock, I’m the only person who knows where Y/n is that can get in a twenty mile radius of any of her business.” Just like that she was running to leave and out to her car before Brock could have done anything.

Brock knew Sharon was right about not being able to get near anything Y/n owned, but Sharon didn’t have the upper hand like she hoped. Wayne came in after hearing what happened, along with seeing the woman rush out. “You're not going to do anything!” Wayne yelled in anger.

Brock looked at Wayne like he was stupid. “Don’t forget who gives you, your fix, Wayne I’d shut the fuck up before you questioning my leader ship.” Then he pulled a device out. “I placed a tracker on Sharon as soon as I decided to ‘trust’ her, if I have to come to where every one of you two are going to kill Y/n myself, I’m going to kill you first. Got it?” Wayne noded, making Brock smirk. “Good.”

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When Bruce did get there, and everything had been explained, and he did the test he needed he determined Bucky had

Dissociative amnesia. Y/n came to a conclusion that day, and it was to leave with Bucky, if he didn’t remember anything about the mob, and being associated through marriage to her could be life threatening and that wasn’t fair to him, so she agreed. When they got to the paine Bucky asked. “Where are we going?” It reminded her of their honeymoon.

“Venise.” She answered quickly.

Bucky’s brows furrowed. “Why are we leaving?” This didn’t make sense why they were going to Venice right after he got out of the hospital.

“Don’t worry about it, at the moment I’ll tell you if you need to know.” She said it softly as she looked at him. “I just need you to trust me at the moment, Bucky, please.”

He sighed, going to give in, knowing that he currently had amnesia, he didn’t fully trust what he thought or knew. “Okay, I’ll trust you, but if anything major comes up you need to tell me.” Y/n nodded with his requirements before boarding the plane, with Bucky following her.

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Part Ten has been added!

Lost in The Shadows Masterlist

A/n: Here is the new story, we'll see what happens, as always to be tagged go to tagglist link in my bio or just down below, or send an ask, message or comment on this.

Summary: Y/n was a whisper on everyone in New York's lips, she practically ran the state, for the most part. She was only twenty-five and getting ready to find her third husband, she sat behind the desk where her father, and then her second husband sat once, and now she did.

(Mechanic!Bucky x Mob/Mafia Boss!Reader)

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Lost In The Shadows: Part Ten

A/N: I'm gonna try and be more frequent, start giving me Ideas for what type of series you want to see next, i’m curious and finished writing this one so lets see if I can start getting parts out more frequently, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,390

Warnings: angst, and hospital stuff, if I forgot anything let me know please!

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Natasha took a taxi to the hospital as soon as her shift at inferno ended, she found out by a call from Andy, who she found in the waiting room on the floor Y/n was on. “What the hell happened?” She asked with concern as she stormed up to him.

It almost irritated Natasha how put together he was, in this worrying moment. “It was a bomb. That’s all we know so far.”

“And where is James?” All she had was questions, and Natasha didn’t want to consider how hurt Y/n was at the moment.

“He was in the car with her.” Andy looked down, concerned for both of them, with what Y/n had been going on about since coming back from Malibu he’d begun liking Bucky for her, seeing how happy he made her now.

“Are they okay?” Natasha asked with a weak strangled voice.

“I don’t know.” Andy sighed.

When Y/n’s eyes opened she could barely keep them that way because of the bright fluorescents, she groaned out of discomfort due to everything hurting. “Thank God!” Natasha hugged her aching body.

“Get off of me.” Y/n says. “Please.”

“I’m sorry if I thought you were dead.” Natasha rolled her eyes with a smirk.

Y/n sighed, shaking her head, then her eyes widened. “Where’s Bucky?”

“He’s in the room next door.” She explained shortly.

Y/n felt relieved that he was at least at the hospital as well. “Is he okay?” She leaned up causing her to groan slightly.

“Are you okay?” Y/n gave Natasha a look after she asked, clearly more interested in if her husband was alright. “He’s fine. Now what about you?”

“I’m fine, clearly, I’m awake at least. Is he awake?” She asked with wide eyes looking at the red head.

Natasha frowned at Y/n’s lack of concern for herself, and that this was the answer was possibly gonna upset Y/n. “Not yet, but he is stable, from his surgery considering what happened.”

Y/n’s concern now shot through the roof. “What happened? I need to see him now, if something is wrong.” She began to try and force herself up out of the bed, trying to take the heart monitor thing off, and getting ready to try and do the same thing with the IV.

“Y/n, that's not a great idea.” Natasha pushed her lightly so she laid against the pillow again, Y/n arched a brow at that. “You’ve been in bed for a week, unmoving, your legs are probably going to be weak, don’t rush anything.”

Y/n looked at Natasha with annoyance. “Nat, I’m fine, I want to see him, what’s wrong, what happened?” Nat stays silent, as Y/n in her head slowly pieces together what is going on. “Why don’t you want me to see him?” She squints.

“I want you to heal, I never said I didn’t want you to see him.” Natasha could see Y/n’s anger growing, and even though Natasha could be considered one of her closest friends she, like everyone else in New York, didn’t want to be the one on the receiving end of it.

Y/n nodded. “Sure. I’m asking this one more time Nat, as a fair warning, why don’t you want me to go see my husband?”

Natasha only had one answer for this. “Because it might give you a stress ulcer if you do. Or you’ll work yourself till you do, because that's what you do for comfort.” Natasha rushed all of this out, along with the bit of rambling. Y/n began getting up again, she wasn’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer. She stood and began, well barely walking, she was mad that one of Natasha’s excuses were real, her legs were feeling numb. “Do you want me to get you a wheelchair?”

“I’m gonna walk in that room, no one will be taking me in there.” Y/n said with her normal defiance, making Natasha roll her eyes. “So will you help me walk to the door?” She whined. Natasha smiled, moving to help her walk to Bucky’s room door.

Y/n was still being supported while walking by Natasha as they walked into the room. Steve along with Bucky’s family sat in the room, Y/n quickly acted as if she hadn’t been using her friend as a crutch a moment ago. “What happened? Is he okay?” She asked them since Natasha seemed to be answer less.

“Y/n, calm down, he’s stable.” Steve said, as he came up to her.

“I already know that, I know he’s stable and fine, but what else happened that everyone seems to be trying to cover up for me, I just want to make sure he is okay!” Y/n snapped at everyone in that moment, she didn’t want to hear what she already knew.

“Y/n.” Her eyes shift to Winifred, Y/n’s look softening slightly. “I want to talk to Y/n alone.” She tells everyone else, soon they all shuffle out of the room.

“What’s wrong?” Y/n asked softly, moving slowly towards a chair in hopes that her legs wouldn’t give out in the few steps.

“I understand you don’t want to have this sugar coated, but it’s gonna be a lot to take in.” Winnifred gently warned, all of this was freaking her out even more, from where she currently sat, Bucky looked fine, other than his usual stubble growing out a bit more, he still looked the same. “Do you remember what happened?” Y/n shook her head, all she remembered was the argument. “Someone put a bomb in the trunk of the car, it went off, and it destroyed the car. Luckily you and James were alright, but a part of the scrap metal sliced mostly through his arm, so doctors had to make a choice.”

Y/n sat there only thinking of what Bucky was gonna do when he woke up, the car he’d put so much work into was now scrap metal, and said the car also was the reason his arm was amputated. “Is there anything else?”

Winnifred shook her head. “We’ll find out when he wakes up.”

Y/n had been released from the hospital two days after waking up, all she wanted to do was stay there with Bucky. Andy had been taking care of business while she’s been gone, and continued to do so, for the past two weeks, while she waited with concern, everyone who knew her personally saw this very uncharacteristic thing for her to be doing. The door to Bucky’s room opened behind where she was sitting, she turned around to see who was coming in, and it was Andy. “Hmm?” She hummed as if to ask why he was there.

“We, Natasha, George and a few others, think it’s best if for a little bit you and James go…somewhere, after he wakes up, I was waiting for him to wake up to tell you, but I think it’s best if you head to the airport after he is released.” He explained all of this to Y/n.

“Why should we leave? There isn’t a reason to.” She shook her head at him.

Andy sighed. “Because, you know, whoever put that bomb in the car wasn’t trying to kill James, and you know that, they were actually after you, that would make this the first attack on the head of a family in almost what fourty years. If someone is after you, you need to get out of the states for a bit, you know I’ll call you when I think things are better.”

“I didn’t agree to it.” Y/n stopped him.

“Y/n, you have to see where we are coming from, we what you two safe for a bit, I know you can handle a shoot out and other things but this isn’t like what you have seen already, let me handle it from here, I’ll keep you updated, I’ll send you anything you’ll need to know and if it affects the business, for now do what I’m telling you.” Andy made sure to show her that he was serious himself.

“We’ll talk more about this another time.” She told him, Andy nodded before he left the room.

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Lost In The Shadows: Part Nine

/N: Hey guys, been through a lot for a bit, start giving me Ideas for what type of series you want to see next, i'm curious and finished writing this one so lets see if I can start getting parts out more frequently, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

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Y/n wiggled around the kitchen as she worked on making breakfast, she was no expert when it came to food, but she was trying. She had music playing kinda loud but not so loud that Bucky would hear from the master bedroom. She was trying multitasking on pancakes, eggs, and bacon, her current least favorite of the three was the bacon with grease popping up, freaking her out every so often. So as she moved about listening to the music while making sure the food didn’t burn, she missed Bucky’s initial entrance. “You know how to cook?” He joked tilting his head, with a little laugh, Y/n hadn’t heard his morning voice before but she liked it.

She laughed along with him.“Sort of. I’m trying, and possibly failing.” She looked at the food, removing the pancake that just finished cooking.

Bucky moved across the room standing near her grabbing one of her cooked pieces of bacon and eating it. “A little over cooked but whatever.” He shrugged off.

“Blame it for that, the oil kept on popping out at me!” She blamed, soon begging to laugh at her fake whining.

Bucky laughed with her. “When’s your next day off?” He leaned against the counter looking at her as she finished up the food.

“Sort of whenever I want, but I got to go in today.” She explained as she began dishing up food for both of them. “Why?”

“Well, since we’ve gotten back, I’ve had time to finish my car, and I wanna take you on a drive.” He smiled up at her. Y/n nodded along, liking the idea of it, they sat at the table, continuing to talk for a bit, until Y/n got up to go get ready for work.

Bucky had been in the middle of working out when Steve texted him. ‘I’m having a barbecue tonight, around six, do you want to come?’

Bucky obviously wanted to go, he hadn’t seen Steve since before the wedding, which had been a while ago. Bucky was an instant replay, while Y/n was usually so busy it sometimes took hours to get a reply, and he didn’t want to call because it probably wasn’t important enough. He sighed, deciding to just try and call her, and if she didn’t answer he’d completely understood. The phone rang for a moment, it took a moment for her to pick up but soon her voice rang out through the speaker. “Bucky?”

“Hey, sorry for calling, but um my friend Steve is having a barbecue today around six, I want to go, but I wanted to see if you did too.” He explained in a rush, even though their relationship had gotten better, Y/n still was very much the same when it came to work.

Y/n’s eyes widened not expecting the sudden invitation, she turned to look through a two way mirror where she could see one of Rumlow’s guys, that Andy had found dealing something on her territory, completely covered in his own blood if he was gonna keep siglent Y/n wouldn’t take it easy. She looked down at the clothes she’d chosen for that day, her white shirt was possibly completely destroyed but it didn’t matter she was going to be burnt later that day, she looked at the time, three hours till it started. “Uh, Yeah I’ll be home soon.” They said bye before ending the call. Y/n walked back into the room where two of her men stood on either side of Rumlows guy. “You two finish this up, if he doesn't talk, by two, chop him up and throw him in the hudson.” She ordered, before marching out of the dimly lit building.

Y/n made her way out to The SUV, she began texting Andy telling him she’d get her car tomorrow, updating him about Rumlows guy, and explaining she was leaving early, which seemed to have shocked Andy, because his caller ID had popped up. “When do you ever leave early of your free will?” He asked with exaggerated shock, right after Y/n put him on speaker.

“Relax, Bucky’s friend is having a barbecue, he wants me to go, and I need to get cleaned up, before.” She explained shortly, well yes it was that, but she was secretly happy to spend more time with Bucky, she typed away at her phone getting something sorted for later.

“You don’t seem like the type to go to a barbecue, the last however long I’ve known you not once have I ever heard a word about a barbecue till now.” He began teasing her.

She rolled her eyes with a playful smile tugging at her lips. “I’ll talk to you later. Go check on the guys at the warehouse later.”

“Okay, talk to you tomorrow bye.” He said into the phone before ending the call.

When Y/n got home, she immediately made her way up to the shower in her bedroom, she used a light purple loofa to help wash away the blood and other grime that might have gotten on her, as she did so soon the bathroom doors opened and her eyes widened, connecting with blue ones. “Sorry!” Bucky said immediately, walking out and closing the door.

Y/n laughed lightly before calling out. “Bucky, it’s okay, just grab what you need.” There was so much fog around the glass of the shower that she probably looked like a human shaped blob on the other side.

“When did you get home?” Bucky asked as he opened the door and quickly went to grab a few things.

“Not that long ago, I needed some time to get ready, work was dirty today.” She shrugged while saying it, continuing to scrub, Bucky made a sound of understanding, before he left.

She wrapped herself in a towel, moving into the bedroom, she found a box sitting neatly on the made bed, she opened it finding exactly what she had expected. Most of her clothes weren’t for being out in the heat for too long, usually she’d be switching from air conditioned building to air conditioned building, being outside wasn’t something she didn’t usually do, save for when she had gone on vacation with Bucky. She pulled out the outfit, first pulling out the plain white shirt, followed by light pink shorts, and lastly white tennis shoes, she blow dried and straightened her hair, before applying some make up.

Bucky felt still slightly embarrassed after walking into the bathroom while Y/n was showering, as his brain continued to fester on his embarrassment he heard the clearing of a throat, he turned to see Y/n, she looked different, good, but different. For instance she seemed shorter because of her not wearing her heels, he’d seen her a few times barefoot or in flats on rare occasions but it still took a little getting used to. Then his eyes shifted up to what she was actually wearing, the shirt and shorts were something he couldn’t imagine being in her wardrobe but she still looked gorgeous. “Ready to go?” She asked, looking at him.

He nodded. “Y-yeah, how do you look better than me and we’re going to my friends barbecue?” He joked as he led the way towards the garage, he wouldn’t miss this chance to take Y/n, in his car.

Y/n smiled and thanked him for the compliment, she took him in form the moment she saw him, with light blue jeans, a white tank top and a tan verging on white button up shirt over it with the sleeves rolled just above his elbow. As she realized they were making the way towards his car her brows furrowed. “Really?” She asked with a smile.

Bucky nodded with a smile of his own. “Yeah, you ready for speed?” He opened the passenger door for her.

“I guess.” She shrugged, Bucky soon got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the garage. She’d speed after shoot outs and other work related things, she’s never just done that for fun though. Before Y/n had married Henry, she was a law abiding citizen just like most of New York, and until finding out what her father actually did for a living, she thought she was just an heiress.

“What happened today that caused you to get dirty?” Bucky asked, knowing it could have been a million different things.

“Drug stuff.” She said as if it were casual, then she sighed and shook her head. “Brock Rumlow is trying to sneak stuff under my nose.”

“Whos, Brock?” He asked with furrowed brows looking at Y/n swiftly before shifting back to the road.

“Brock owns a drug cartel, and he wanted to become a partner of mine, but I shut it down, I don’t trust anything he’s got here.” She stated seriously.

“Is he dangerous?” Bucky asked, Y/n caught the hit of concern in his voice.

She shook her head. “I don’t think so, possibly just stupid, but if it does turn out to be dangerous, you’ll be like second to know.” She promised.

Soon they pulled up to a set of three story brown stones, her eyes scanned around just for safety, before following Bucky up the steps to the front door, after he knocked, the door opened a few moments later, a blond on the opposite end, Y/n remembered him from the wedding. “Hey.” He greeted Bucky, and then turned to Y/n. “Hello, Mis-”

She cut him off. “Please, if you're a friend of Bucky’s you can call me Y/n.” She smiled, holding out her hand.

“Okay, uh I’m Steve, it’s nice to officially meet you.” He shook her hand as he spoke, soon letting it go before greeting them both in, first thing he did was introduce them to his girlfriend Sharon. “Sharon, this is Bucky, and his wife Y/n.”

“Bucky, nice to meet you, I’ve heard so much about you from Steve.” She smiled, shaking his hand, then she turned to Y/n.

“Hey, Little sister.” Y/n smirked looking at the woman who looked nothing like her, pulling her into a hug, usually a display of affection but this was anything but.

“You have a sister?” Bucky, and Steve seemed to have said at the same time.

Y/n pulled out of the hug first putting on a fake smile, showing Sharon the mood to put on. “Yeah, we’ve been out of touch since mom died.” That wasn’t a lie but it also wasn’t the full truth. “Well, Steve, now that I know you're dating my sister, I’ve got to know everything about you.” She smiled, leading the blond to his backyard, to talk in private. “So, Steve, what do you do, to afford this beautiful home?” She asked standing beside him at the grill.

“I’m the captain of a police precinct.” He told her honestly, making her nervous, wondering if this was a trap to arrest her, he clearly knew who she was. “Don’t worry, I have a rule with Bucky’s family, that I’ll follow with you, so long as I don’t see you do anything illegal I won’t arrest you. Is, Sharon, apart of the-”

“No, well, I don’t think so, I haven’t talked to her in a while so your guess is as good as mine.” Y/n shrugged, her eyes soon followed as Sharon and Bucky marched out of the house, Y/n’s eyes were glued on her sister not sure of what she intended. Y/n wasn’t going to be the one to break Steve's heart, but Sharon was certainly very deeply involved in the business, so Y/n didn’t understand why she was here playing a cute little girlfriend wearing a white sundress.

The barbecue went well, Y/n chose to minimally talk to her sister, and Bucky could tell something was up, so he knew to ask about it later. Y/n stayed until Bucky wanted to go, she could tell he was happy, and comfortable with his friends, and that made her happy to see, and she wouldn’t take it away. A few of them had come up and told Y/n about Bucky being an idiot in high school, while protecting Steve from bullies, some of them making her laugh.

Steve said bye to Bucky, while Sharon seemed to not want to look Y/n’s way, not wanting to attempt the facade of happy sisters. As Bucky pulled away he looked at Y/n, who looked at ease, and happy. “So what's between you and your sister?” He asked seemingly out of nowhere.

The question had taken Y/n off guard, she hadn’t realized Bucky had seen through her facade. “We’ve never gotten along.” Y/n rolled her eyes, lulling her head to look at him. “And when mom died when she was eight-teen she ran off, which now looking at it I should have probably done the same thing.” Then she sighed feeling bad, she didn’t want to hurt Bucky or Steve, he genuinely seemed nice. “Look, Bucky, I didn’t want to say anything to Steve because we barely know each other, but I would suggest him try to leave Sharron, I think she is up to something.” She spoke honestly.

Bucky’s brows furrowed. “She seems nice, what would she be up to?” Y/n looked at him as if he were joking. “You do know what I do to make money right?” She rolled her eyes. “Fine, ignore what your wife is saying about her sister, whom you just met.” She looked out the window, her mood dampening from his dismissal of her warning.

“It’s not that I’m ignoring what you're saying but do you even have proof?” Bucky asked, looking at her for an answer for that.

“No, but I know my sister, I think better than you.” She rolled her eyes, shaking her head, once again. Then as they continued driving, in a stuffy silence, streets passed by as lights in the dark night and as they pulled to a simple stop at a light, still not even close to home, a low beet began to sound Y/n's brows furrowed as she began to look around the vehicle, for the source of the noise, it soon sped up and as soon as the light turned green and Bucky pressed his foot on the gas everything went black.

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Lost In The Shadows: Part Eight

A/N: Hey guys, been through a lot for a bit, start giving me Ideas for what type of series you want to see next, i'm curious and finished writing this one so lets see if I can start getting parts out more frequently, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

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Y/n thought it was nice having an actual day off, though nursing a hangover from the night before, which she only had blurry memories to support her with what happened. She’d kind of still been avoiding James that morning, except for the delicious breakfast he made that morning for the two of them. She sighed, knowing this was going to happen eventually, so she’d face it head on, maybe. She made her way down to the garage where James had been for the last few hours, when coming in she spotted him in a white tank top that seemed to have been possibly a size smaller than he’d intended and covered in grease.

Y/n could admit that James was very easy on the eyes, especially right now, she came up behind him. “James.” She said, making him jump slightly at the unexpected voice. He moved over to the work bench and shut off the music, then gave her his full attention. “I’m sorry for getting mad at you, I know you probably have good intentions.” She wasn’t fully finished but didn’t quite know what to say she stalled on the ‘but’ for her argument.

Bucky soon cut off her thoughts. “Don’t worry I understand, but you could work with me sometimes.” Then he opted to change the subject. “I’m sorry about what happened last night with Wayne.”

Y/n’s brows furrowed for a moment then it hit her. “Clearly my best decision ever.” She shook her head rolling her eyes. “I can’t believe he took the money.” She laughed lightly shrugging. “Whatever, he’s never coming back so that's all.”

“Y/n.” Bucky started, catching her attention, her e/c eyes connected with his deep blue ones, she hummed. “What if you and I could have a restart? Would you do it?” This was a second chance that he was putting on the table.

Y/n nodded. “Yes.”

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Wayne left the house as rain poured down and he was pissed, now that Y/n had almost killed him and then he’d gotten kicked out by that Husband, he rolled his eyes at the thought of the guy. As he made his way to the end of the driveway the gate was opened for him, leading down an empty road, he walked for a while, as his thoughts fueled his anger, in the dark when headlights suddenly flashed on, making the blond squint slightly at the bright lights. As he walked around the car the window rolled down. “Who are you?” The guy asked from the dark interior of the car.

“No one you probably want to talk to.” Wayne rolled his eyes, continuing to walk past the vehicle and the car began to follow him.

“How do you know Y/n Carter?” The voice asked.

“Why does it matter?” Wayne hissed in irritation at the person.

The man with short dark hair stuck his head out of the car. “Because if you help me I’ll help you.” “Who the hell are you?” Wayne finally asked.

“I’m Brock Rumlow.” He introduces.

A month after the night that he was found, Brock had hired him, as a Consigliere, he’d given Brock anny information he could about Y/n, but given the fact that he hadn’t seen her in years there were limits. Brock had introduced him to his drug he was wanting to sell, it was tiny glowing blue rocks that were basically souped up steroids, he’d bulked up since that night. Wayne knew Brock was planning something, but he was still kept in the dark as to what it was all he was told by Brock. “Wyane don’t worry, sooner than later we’ll get our revenge on Y/n.” It was more of a promise than an empty threat towards her.

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Bucky and Y/n had decided to begin the restart of their marriage on a second ‘honeymoon’, they’d gone down to Malibu, California, where Y/n owned a decent sized property, along the beach. Y/n was giving it an honest try, she wouldn’t say she was in love with him, but she liked him, and while there she wouldn't lie she was having fun with him while they were there. They had messed around in the water for hours one day, not coming inside till the sun was well gone. Currently, they sat out on the balcony on, a black and white, outdoor loveseat curled into one another, as they looked out at the water with the moon rising. She wore that red and black robe, Bucky had seen it a few times before while they were at the house.

“Question.” He stated, this is what they agreed to say just so they wouldn’t be caught off guard, Y/n hummed leaning forward to take a sip of her wine. “Why do you wear the robe so often?” He graped a part of the sleeve lifting up the silk material, he didn’t mind the robe, it was perfectly her size hanging off her body while the lacy on the back showed off a majority of her butt. Bucky felt her tense in his arms, a sign she was wanting to shy away. “If you don’t want to answer it, that's alright, you can tell me.” He reminded her.

Y/n sighed looking back out at the water. “I want to tell you, it just might be fucked up.” Her breath stilled for a second, he gently squeezed her hand to reassure her, and tell her she doesn't have to. “It brings me comfort, as you’ve learned Henry wasn’t the best husband.” She knew this was going to sound weird but it was what happened. “When I wore this, usually he’d ignore me for the night, it was like this was my invisible cloak sometimes, I don’t think I could have gotten away with wearing it all the time, but for when I did the abuse stopped those nights, it’s the only thing that I kept form that marriage.”

Bucky nodded in understanding at what she was saying. “What does it mean now, if you're wearing it?” Bucky could see the confusion in Y/n’s furrowed brows. “What I mean is, like when your wearing it, does it mean you need a break, and want me to sleep in a different room, or is it just-I don’t know, um-” She cut him off. “It’s more for physical comfort, because of other stuff that I'll tell you about eventually.” He nodded, understanding and relaxing back again. “My turn, how far along are you with the car?” She changed it to a much lighter topic.

“Almost done, either I’m thinking about getting another project car or possibly getting a job at an actual mechanic garage.” Bucky explained to her what he wanted to possibly do.

Y/n didn’t want to be blunt about that, but he could do almost anything he wanted, but it would be hard if Bucky had a job that made it so he had specific times he had to be there, when Y/n traveled a lot obviously for her job. “Yeah.” She smiled. “Maybe you just start with a new project car, you never know what's going to come up.” Bucky nodded with what she said. “Let’s go to bed.” She said standing up and pulling Bucky along with her.

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Coming Back Soon 12/10/23

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A/n: Here is the new story, we'll see what happens, as always to be tagged go to tagglist link in my bio or just down below, or send an ask, message or comment on this.

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Lost In The Shadows: Part Seven

A/N: Back with another update to this story. If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

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Warnings: Angst, reader’s ex, Something go's good for the Reader and Bucky- sort of, if I forgot anything let me know please!

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Bucky woke up alone in the house, having slept on the couch the night before, as for today, would end in another fight or Bucky understanding more about Y/n, hopefully. He got somewhat ready for the day and ate, before setting out to scour the whole compound by the time her friend got there, and definitely before Y/n got back. He started with the office opening drawers and filing cabinets, looking through old business transactions made, even by Y/n’s grandfather, but nothing on anything she said last night, or about her.

He moved on to a completely different side of the compound that was used for storage, he did find a little mention of having to pay back an airline for a table but that didn’t raise any red flags. After trying to find anything about Y/n on his own and coming up with more of nothing, he realized this friend coming later might be his only chance to know Y/n.

Y/n had left long before James woke up, she passed him asleep on the couch, before leaving. She drove on her way to a meeting to get her day started, with work, but she knew eventually she did need to talk to James again and explain but that wasn’t probably going to be happening today. Y/n shook her head clear as she walked up to her father’s old club irritation in every step. “Mis. Carter.” Brock Rumlow’s lips pulled into a smirk.

“Mr. Rumlow.” She gave him a curt nod, before sliding into the booth across from the man. “So what is this meeting about?” She asked as she folded her hands on the table.

“I simply want to become a business partner. I've seen what you have done with your fathers empire, and now look at how far you’ve come since his death.” Brock was trying to sweet talk her and Y/n wasn’t having it she easily saw the facade.

“Rumlow I don’t need praise, I came here for a meeting. So if I decide to do business with you what am I promised in order to not kill you.” She said bluntly looking into his brown eyes, that began to fill with irritation, she had no clue what business he had and she wasn’t going to be sweet-talked into something she didn’t know about.

“I want to sell my drug on your territory.” Brock was bluntly as well now knowing his first tactic wasn’t working.

“No.” She shook her head. “I’m not that stupid, besides Rumlow I’ve already got my own dealers, I don’t need your help.” She stood leaving him, giving order to someone who was cleaning up from the night before to make sure he leaves.

She walked up to the doors of her headquarters, Andy waiting out front greeting her. “Give me a minute before coming up to my office.” She told him, before going in and taking the elevator up to the top floor, she walked to the end of the long hallway opening the frosted doors.

Y/n poured herself a drink, and then a few more, before Andy came up. “So it didn’t go well?” He asked, walking in.

“Believe me I can handle pricks like Rumlow without needing a drink.” Y/n leaned back into the chair relaxing slightly.

Andy nodded. “What’s the morning drinking about then?”

“James, we got into an argument last night.” She sighed out shaking her head. “He wants me to be open with him.”

“Okay. That’s understandable Y/n’s he’s your husband, you wanted him to marry you, you’ve got to be open, the two of you have been living together I’d assume that wouldn’t be hard.” Andy reasoned with her, he did understand where James was coming from in the situation, and Andy was possibly the closest person to Y/n that was still alive.

Wayne walked through the front doors of the house, Bucky’s brows furrowed when seeing him. “Wayne?” Bucky guessed getting up and going to shake his hand.

Wayne didn’t take his hand.“Uh yeah, you're the husband, Mr. Field?” He tilted his head looking at Bucky.

“No, that was her fir-er-second husband, I’m Bucky.” He introduced himself now.

Wayne’s face fell in his own confusion. “When did you two get married?” the blond asked.

“Two months give or take ago.” Bucky shrugged his guessing the time period.

Wayne nodded. “Huh, okay, I’m gonna go find a room for while I’m here I’ll be back.” He smiled making his way up the stairs.

Bucky, though, had a guard follow Wayne, not fully trusting the stranger, Wayne protested once up stairs when realizing someone was following but they went on deaf ears. This guy wasn’t at all what Bucky was thinking. He had long blond hair and sunken features, he didn’t know how Y/n would have ever known this guy.

When Y/n did come home that evening right before dinner, she didn’t arrive with the car that she had taken that morning and Bucky knew that from a little peek in the garage earlier, his brows furrowed, as Andy helped her out of the SUV, the door was pushed open and both of them walked in. “Oh my god Andy is this where I live?” She asked, looking at him with wide eyes, her voice was slightly slurred as she spoke in the background looking around.

Andy nodded. “Yeah it is.” He entertained her before turning to Bucky. “She’s been drinking all day, so I’m going to suggest she doesn't come in tomorrow, tell her I have it handled.” Andy stood in thought for a moment. “She’s probably going to drink more, and she will not listen to anybody when it comes to that so, I’m bidding you good luck.” He turned to leave but just as he turned the door knob, he stopped. “Give her more time, she may be twenty five but she’s been through hell. All I can say is give her more time.” Then Andy walked back out the front door.

Y/n was walking around in amazement, Bucky came up to help her if she needed. “Y/n, dinner is going to be ready soon. Do you want to eat?” He asked, this other than last night probably had to have been the most he’s said to her since the wedding.

Y/n began to eagerly nod. “Yeah, that would be nice.” He began to lead her to the dining room, when they got there all the food was already on the table, and Wayne was there. “Wayne?” She tilted her head in confusion. “You're dead, how are you here?”

“You weren’t much of a drinker last time we saw each other.” Wayne said like it was obvious, Bucky noted this.

“You weren’t as skinny.” Looking at him and talking seemed to have sobered her up just a tad. “What happened to you?” It came out less slurred unlike everything else she said before.

“You remember how we eloped.” He started, Y/n nodded giving him an annoyed look. “Well your dad apparently had plans to marry you to some really rich guy, and he said that he’d pay me every month until I die nine hundred thousand dollars, and you know that's a lot of money.”

“Your fucking shitting me right now right?” She asked with wide eyes.“Right, you're telling me my father gave you one percent of what I make, once a month until you die, and you're calling that a lot of money. You do see the fucking compound your standing in I’ve completely redone it and I could to it a million times, and I would still have more than fucking nine hundred thousand dollars!” She began to laugh, which melted into sobs, Bucky was just watching all of this not knowing what to do. She walked out of the room she came back in with a gun. She pointed it at his head with a slightly wavering hand because she still had alcohol in her system. “I’ll fucking kill you right now. Just because I loved you doesn't mean I’ll give you mercy.” Shook her head. “In fact killing you with a gun is mercy.” And then she pulled the trigger missing Wayne.

Bucky swiftly walked to her grabbing the gun. “Give it to me.” He said softly into her ear, her grip loosened. “I think you should get the fuck out, now, not packing your shit, just run and leave I don’t care if you can’t go back home or if you have no money, just get the fuck out now.” Wayne noded seconds later and soon after the front door slamming echoed out. Bucky turned to Y/n. “Let’s get you to bed.”

As she and Bucky bothe laid in bed preparing to go to sleep with another day of learning nothing Y/n turned to Bucky. “I do care.” She said it so softly to the point Bucky almost couldn’t hear.

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