As we arrived, the doctor told us to take a seat and showed us the papers.
Doctor:„so her biological dad was russian and her mom was a American woman! Her mom died because of cancer...which isn't unlikely for y/n to get it!"
Steve:„wait...what?"
Doctor:„her mom got it from her mom and she from her family somewhere and so on...and all of them had breast cancer!"
Steve:„that...that can't be! Y/n is totally fine!"
Doctor:„we don't know if she will get it...maybe she won't!"
Steve:„what should we do?"
Doctor:„nothing...she's a normal kid!"
Suddenly my phone started ringing...it was y/n.
I fastly picked up and walked out of the room.
Steve:„h-hi?"
Y/n:„daddy?"
Steve:„yes princess? What's going on?"
Y/n:„im sorry..."
Steve:„for what?'
Y/n:„being so...bratty?'
Her voice was shaky, soft and so quite...
Steve:„y/n...stop thinking about it ok?"
Y/n:„i didn't want to make you angry..."
Steve:„oh princess...I wasn't angry! Where are you?'
Y/n:„my room?"
Steve:„go to aunty nat now!'
Y/n:„i don't wanna...I am so scared..."
Steve:„do what I say and go!"
Y/n:„ok...i love you daddy!"
Steve:„l-love you more!"
She hung up and I texted Nat to look after y/n.
After a while I walked back and saw Bucky talking to the doctor.
Doctor:„also y/n's mom was like mr.rogers when he was younger!"
Bucky:„what do you mean?"
Doctor:‚well she had asthma, heart trouble, high blood pleasure and so on...you know what I mean he was a...well...you know!"
Bucky:„no what do you mean?"
Doctor:„a cripple!'
Bucky:„what? Excuse me?"
Doctor:„now he is a avenger but before all this? Well we're not here because of mr.rogers we are here-"
Bucky stormed out and pulled me away by taking my arm.
Steve:„buck-"
Bucky:„let's go!"
Steve:„buck! Buck no! No! Hey let me go!"
He stopped and looked at me.
Steve:„i wanna hear what's going on!"
Bucky:„im not gonna listen to him telling me that you were a cripple!'
Steve:„i was Bucky!" I said chuckling but stopped as he breathed in sharply.
Steve:„bucky listen! He's right! And I don't care! I'm not the same...and I'm just here for y-y/n!"
Bucky:„you're still the same Steve! You haven't changed to me...and I know you're scared cause of y/n but she's fine!'
I walked back while Bucky was waiting in the car for me.
I came an hour later and he drove us home while I was googling what causes cancer and all this shit.
Bucky:„are you listening to me?"
Steve:„sorry? What?"
Bucky:„put your phone down! What are you looking at the whole time?"
Steve:„n-nothin-"
He snapped my phone out of my hand and looked at it while looking at the road at the same time.
Bucky:„oh god! Steven! Why are you googling this shit?"
Steve:„give me my phone back!"
He threw it back on the backseat and I sighed loudly.
Bucky:„hey you listen to me! Y/n is totally fine! She has asthma! Yeah she got it from her mom! But that doesn't mean anything!"
Steve:„I don't know buck...we should take this serious!"
Bucky:„i do! It's just...y/n is fine ok? End of discussion!"
Steve:„you don't know-"
Bucky:„I said end of discussion!'
He stopped at a supermarket and we walked inside.
Suddenly y/n called me again.
