Safe house ~ 06

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few hours later

I woke up to the sound of Maria Hill on the phone, knowing we were still on the plane i let my eyes adjust to the sudden bright lights from above me. I rubbed my hands against my eyes to clear the sleep out of them and to wake up some more. Standing up from my seat, i stretched out my arms an yawned as i was making my way over to my dad who just hung up on Maria Hill,

"Hey dad." I smiled at him, sitting down next to him

"Hi y/n, did you have a nice sleep?" he asked as he passed me his jumper from his bag,

I slid the jumper over my head and pulled it down as it acted like a blanket, "It was alright, not very comfy as we're on a plane."

"Well according to Barton we are nearly at a safe house he's taking us too."

"Oh, okay." i paused "Hopefully its better then being confined to a tiny plane for hours." I laughed

He smiled then it dropped, "I heard about what that little witch did to you and the others, how are you?"

"Oh um, i'm fine really." i looked at him but he had the face he usually has when he knows i'm lying , "Okay, so maybe i wasn't fine but i am now, and besides, before she mind warped me we had a little conversation."

"Did she tell you anything?" he asked, intrigued

"No she just said that she's sorry for what she's about to do then she did what she did."

"Oh, y/n i'm sorry i wasn't there." He looked at me and pulled me into a hug

"It's okay dad, I know you were dealing with Bruce and his problem." I smiled

He pulled away from the hug and looked around till his eyes fell on Bucky,

"You should go and speak to your little boyfriend." He smirked

I blushed at the word 'boyfriend' , hoping that one day it would be true, i stood up from the spot next to my dad and started walking over to Barnes, I turned my head around to face my dad one more time,

"He's not my boyfriend."

As i was walking over to Buck, i noticed that his aura was different to what it usually is, its usually upbeat, joking and happy but all i could sense was emptiness and sadness. I stood in front of him watching his head lift up to meet my eyes,

"I'm a monster." He said with tears in his eyes,

"I'm sorry, did i hear that right? James Buchanan Barnes a monster? i think the fuck not." I said, sitting down next to him, "If this is about that little witch replaying your worst memory, don't let it get to you." I said softly, "Your time at that place and then your history doesn't make you a monster Buck, it just proves how strong you are." i smiled to him as tears started to pour out his eyes,

"But I-"

"No, I don't want to hear it James, you are not a monster and you are safe with us."

He wiped his tears away, hugged me and thanked me for being there for him,

"Hey, i overheard Clint talking to Tony and he said that you got messed with to, is that right?"

I sighed, "yeah it is, but its not a big deal." I lied

"If you don't mind me asking, what did you see?" He asked, watching his words carefully

"I'll tell you sooner or later, it doesn't feel like the right time just yet."

"that's fine, as long as you're okay." he smiled as i smiled back knowing that he wouldn't push any buttons

"Try and get some sleep Bucky, apparently Clint is taking us to a safe house while we lay low."

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