⚠️Trigger Warning: Panic/Anxiety Attack, one curse word⚠️
⚠️No spoilers that I am aware of, but if there is one please message or comment so I can include it⚠️
All Russian has translations and pronunciation included, sorry if its incorrect I'm new to the Russian language and am still learning.
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"So," Clint questioned exiting the elevator "what's everyone been up to?".
Out of the seven in the room, Natasha responded first "Just got back from a mission, Fury sent me to infiltrate a Hydra base about 10 blocks down."
Tony, Wanda and Bruce nodded in agreement, with Bucky seizing up at the mention of his old company. "Yeah, apparently they were trying to recreate the Winter Soldier serum they gave Bucky here."
Bucky's eyes trained on the floor, his mind flashing back to all the death and torture. The innocent lives he'd taken against his will, when he was being controlled Hydra had him storm a family home, he would never forget the screams, the pleas for mercy, the small children begging for their mother to wake up.
Bucky tried to drain all thoughts out of his head, thinking of Steve, trying to remember the good old days when he would go for a walk with Steve before the serum and need to slow his footsteps so he could keep up.
Bucky held a small smile on his face for a second before the gunfire played out in his head, the group of kids that had oversaw him outside of a targets house who Hydra ordered he kill. He could remember the chase, those kids made him run through back alleys trying to catch them, they clearly knew their way around the street.
He could still remember when he caught them the younger sisters screams for her older brother who hit the ground a minute or two before she did. Bucky could remember the parents who appeared on the news the next couple of days searching for their missing children thinking that they ran away.
"-ky, Bucky" Tony questions waving a hand in front of his face, snapping Bucky out of his stupor.
"Huh?"
"You zoned out for a moment there grandpa, you alright?" Tony asked.
"Yeah, fine"
The group shrugged it off as a one-time thing, continuing to talk about the mission. Bucky's eyes became glazed over again.
He was remembering the tour group that was made up of middle-school children, all no doubt with friends and families, people that were expecting their return to school three hours later. The explosion echoing through his head made a single tear fall from his eye.
The pram that rolled its way down the street after the baby's mother had fell to the concrete bleeding from the bullet wounds in her stomach and chest. The sound of the baby's crying becoming softer the further it got away from him. This particular memory drawing a quiet sob from Bucky, catching the attention of the team.
The team noticing that something was wrong with their teammate tapped him on the shoulder attempting to talk to him. This only made the whole situation worse, Bucky was unaware of his surroundings, he didn't know if it was his team or Hydra surrounding him. He flinched at the touch and leant back into the couch.
His breathing became laboured and slightly uneven, his eyes screwed shut, muttering words that no one could hear. Tears still slowly falling as he trembled.
"Bucky, what's going on?" questioned Pietro his accent becoming more prominent with worry.
Bucky didn't respond, the screaming in his head becoming deafening. His hands reached up to cover his ears trying to get rid of the memories, the agony, the Winter Soldier.
Bucky dropped off the couch onto his knees on the floor, still holding his ears. Slowly sinking to the floor his breathing becoming more uneven. Bucky couldn't breathe, well he could, the air was reaching his lungs but his brain convinced him that he was being suffocated.
His hands moved from his head to his throat, clawing, trying to open his airways. The team didn't know what to do, they all surrounded him, against their better judgement they just wanted to help their friend.
The elevator made the little ding that it did when someone stopped on the floor. The Avengers couldn't bring themselves to tear their eyes off their teammate.
Peter just entering with the paperwork Mr Stark asked for in his hands, noticed the team surrounding something on the floor, the only sound emitting from the group being heavy breathing and slight wheezing.
He glanced at the group wearily trying to see through the group to what they were surrounding. Catching a glimpse of metal through the group, Peter only feared the worst. He dropped the papers. Something was wrong with his dad. "Dad?" came Peter's whisper, too soft for anyone to hear.
He could be hurt, it might be another one of his flashbacks, Peter didn't know. "DAD!?" Peter yelled racing towards the group. Pushing his way through the crowd, Peter dropped to his knees beside his dad.
"Dad! Dad, come on dad." After receiving an incoherent response, he turned on the Avengers.
"What happened, who set him off?" Peter questioned making eye contact with every person in the room.
"I-I don't know what happened, we were talking about a mission and then he zoned out and started shaking, he seized up." Came Bruce's frantic response.
"ты, блядь, идиот" (ty, blyad', idiot) Peter muttered to himself, turning back to his dad. [Translation: You f*cking Idiot]
"папа, все в порядке. Тебя там больше нет. Ты здесь со мной, Питер. все в порядке." (papa, vse v poryadke. Tebya tam bol'she net. Ty zdes' so mnoy, Piter. vse v poryadke.) [Translation: Dad, it's okay. You're not there anymore. You're here with me, Peter. Everything is fine.]
"Питер?" (Piter?) [Translation: Peter?]
"Hey dad. You're okay, I'm here." Peter whispers to his father, taking him in his arms and pulling him close.
"There was so much blood." Comes the horrific whisper from Bucky.
"I know dad, I know, it's going to be alright. You weren't in control of your actions, they were manipulating you, it wasn't your fault no matter how much you convince yourself it was, I'll always be here to tell you otherwise."
Bucky nods but that doesn't seem to be enough for Peter. "Dad, look at me," he commands. Bucky does so. "I want you to tell me that it wasn't your fault, tell me that it wasn't your fault, please."
"B-but it was, I know it was. I caused all of their suffering." Bucky states getting worked up again.
"Tell me, would you go out and kill a bunch of people right this moment?" Peter questions his dad.
"No!"
"Then it wasn't your fault, the Winter Soldier isn't you dad, its someone they made to carry out their plan and that person they were living through just so happened to be you. You wouldn't do that now, therefore you and the Winter Soldier are two separate people. You aren't who they want you to be dad." Peter's reassurance registered in Bucky and he felt relieved.
"You really think so?" "I know so."
Bucky looked on proudly at his son. "You know Pete, you really are the smartest person I know." The quirk at the corner of his lips showing everyone that he was getting better and calming down.
Peter smiled back at his dad and threw his arms around his father. "Thanks dad" he whispers into his dad's neck.
The team stood close by the two on the floor and smiled lovingly at the pair.
"You know Barnes, fatherhood looks good on you" came a voice from the doorway. Everyone turned to see Steve standing there, leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed grinning at his best friend. "Doesn't this make me an Uncle?" Steve continues.
Bucky chuckles and nods towards the super soldier. "So, I believe introductions are in order. Everyone this is Peter Barnes and he is my son."
Steve, Tony and Bruce smiled warmly at their friend. Wanda, Pietro and Vision had incredulous looks on their faces. Thor and Loki looked confused about why that was a big deal and Nat and Clint looked at each other and then at the pair and shared a subtle look of surprise.
"So, your name isn't Peter Parker?" Tony questions his intern. "No, that's the cover up name for the press and everyone really other than you guys and my dad." Peter explains.
"Welcome to the family Peter, I guess I'm your Uncle Steve" comes from Steve.
"Wait, why do you get to be an Uncle, I wanna be his Uncle." Comes from Clint. Earths mightiest heroes argue with each other over who gets to be the Uncle (Nat and Wanda just stood off to the side because everyone knows that Aunty Nat and Sister Wanda have already sorted it out without speaking about it).
"Guys, guys you can all be my Uncles if you want to" Peter pipes up which settles the debate.
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