Avengers Imagines

New Mission~ Bucky imagine (Part 2)

   He rushed over to where you were staying. Your lover gently place his arm around your back to prevent you from falling over (his metal arm had been taken away by the secret society). "(Y/N)!" He yelled. He held you to his chest and gently lied you on his lap on the floor.

"Bucky, is that you?" You just about whispered.

"Yes I'm here." He replied. Your vision swam back to usual as you could see tears rolling down his cheeks. "Please don't go. I need you to stay with me. If it wasn't for you, I would've been locked in a chair with them reading that brain-numbing piece of poetry to me." He begged. "You help me keep calm."

"No. It's... your... choice." The wound was stinging like mad. Bucky looked down to see the snow surrounding you being dyed red with blood. "I'm sorry." You breathed rapidly "I'm sorry."

"For what?" The soldier asked desperately, but it was too late. Your head rolled to the side and your body went numb. Everything went black.

"No! NOOOO!" Bucky was shaking he was so upset."(Y/N)! Please wake up!" He pleaded all he could, but it wasn't worth it. "NOO!" This was followed by a much quieter one. "No." Bucky started hyperventilating. He still had faith in you, and decided to carry you in a bridal position as much as he could with one arm back to the rest of the Avengers team.

   "I'm sorry. That was her last words." Bucky explained to the others.

"How did it happen?" Natasha asked.

"She tried to stop us from fighting, but then..." He had tears building up inside of him again. "Then..."

"It's alright Buck." Steve comforted him. At that moment, a sedate looking nurse walked in. Bucky stood upright from the chair he was sitting on.

"Well?" He bit his lip in anticipation.

"I'm sorry. We tried our best, but- I'm sorry Sargent. There was nothing more we could do." She stated empathetically. Bucky sat back down and ran his hand through his hair, before sobbing into it. He kept this on for around half an hour before deciding to talk to somebody about how he felt.

   Knock knock knock! Wanda came to the door and Bucky walked in. They both sat on the bed together. "You okay?" She asked.

"I understand she was your best friend Wanda." He stated.

"Yeah." She gulped, holding back the tears, but they still came. Bucky put his remaining arm around Wanda's shoulders. They started hugging and crying on each other.

"When I finally got back to my normal self, everybody that I used to know was either dead or dying." He stated once they broke apart.

"Except Steve." Wanda added.

"And then hydra used me as a weapon and when I got out of that stupid mind control, I was told that I had been trying to kill Steve. I feel like he doesn't trust me as much now" Bucky explained.

"I felt like that with Pietro, but things turned out to be just fine. Now both my brother and my best friend are dead. I could tell she loved you by the look in her eyes every time you were around." Wanda confessed. Bucky looked at her confused for a moment, before giving Wanda an understanding look.

"I never got to tell her how much though." He moaned.

"It was pretty obvious Mr Barnes." Wanda said comfortingly.