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The Begining: Chapter 4

(Disclaimer, See chapter 1 and on with the story....)

Amanda and Bucky were laying in bed sleeping, when she had gasped and woken up, grabbing her head then her throat. Bucky had wrapped her up in his arms and held her tight, rocking her

back and forth. Amanda hated it whenever she talked about the deaths of her parents, nightmares came more and more vivid, at that moment, she was that child hiding under the bed and her mother being

attacked and murdered and there was nothing that she could've done about it. She was covered in sweat, and in fear, from what she could read off of Bucky's mind, and his emotions, she had read that he

just wanted to comfort her. Amanda needed her dogs, to make sure that they were okay; biting her lip and looking up at him. She had seen in his eyes, they were solem old eyes, they had seen too much, she

didn't know how she could ask him. Not that she minded him trying to comfort her "Bucky, I would like to go home with you, I think that I feel up to it. If you would like to come with me.'' He had

looked at her, from what he could tell that her eyes were still somewhat glazed over. Bucky was straining to control himself around her, not to kiss that mouth of hers senseless, restraining himself

he had asked her "Why Angel moy?'' Amanda had looked at him and responded "I have three dogs that are really worried about me, I had rescued them from a bad situation. One, I had raised from

when he was a puppy, and the other two I had rescued from a bad situation, and another one he's at a friend's for a couple of days.'' She had explained herself while he was helping her up and to

get her dress on.

Bucky knew that this was against his better judgement; and then some, but he had decided to hear her out "I had rescued them, and they would be hungry and worried about me; Bucky I wouldn't ask this of you

if it wasn't important to me...'' Those beautiful golden eyes... he could refuse her anything... and somehow he had a feeling that she would get her way, in nearly everything.

***Meanwhile with the Avengers...*

Steve had muttered 'Darn it Buck... answer your phone,' Wanda had stepped out for an hour, her and Vision had gotten into another verbal scuffle, and the blonde hared blue-eyed man had wished that Vision would understand that

Wanda's friend almost sister meant a lot to her, and for her not to be in the middle. And for Vision to make Wanda chose between the girl and him. Wanda had opened the door and in bounded a husky wolf mix and a full-blooded

sammoyd; they all looked at her "Don't look at me, these are my friend's dogs.'' She had said and continued "I'm worried, she'll never would leave them, for this long.'' Watching Clint extend his hand to both of them, and the husky/wolf

had went over to him "Good boy...'' He cooed, then the sammoyed followed if not reluctantly, petting both of them "Good boys,'' Steve had said while petting them too. Then when they looked at Widow, they snarled and barked somewhat

agressive, and the look on the red-headed fighter's face was speaking volumes. She was heard muttering 'Demon Dogs...' Wanda had hunkered down and patted her legs a couple of times and the dogs had gone to her " The husky/wolf

is named Coven, and the Sammoyd is named Killer: and she has a rotti by the name of Max. Pietro has him. My friend would never leave them willingly, something is wrong.'' At that moment Pietro had came in with Max, and the dogs