Steve:„what?"
Bucky:„yeah look at it!"
I gave him the test and he chuckled.
Steve:„wow...I mean...can any six year old do that?"
Bucky:„i don't think so!"
Steve:„wait we need to go to the doctor's with her!'
Bucky:„yeah I'm gonna get dressed really quick ok?"
Steve nodded and walked downstairs to change y/n into something comfortable too.
As I walked into the garage I already heard y/n screaming and crying.
Y/n:„i want dad! DAD!"
Bucky:„what's going on?"
Y/n:„dad! I don't wanna!'
Bucky:„c'mon doll! Nothing bad will happen alright?"
Y/n:„NO!'
Steve was struggling to hold her still and in place but I grabbed y/n's waist and made her look at me.
Bucky:„calm down doll!'
She stopped squirming around but as we were driving I heard her sniffling the whole time.
Steve picked her up and we walked over to the doctor who was talking to his secretary.
Doctor:„oh hey! I was already waiting for you!"
Y/n:„dad..."
I turned around and saw her with tears filled eyes.
Doctor:„let's take a look at you hm?"
He stroked over y/n's arm and led us into a room.
Doctor:„well...they are swollen and bleeding a bit! We must operate her!"
Steve:„now?"
Doctor:„no maybe in a few days but she must stay here."
Y/n:„no! Daddy! No! You promised! Dad!"
We followed them into the room y/n should stay for a week so me and Steve drove home to pack some stuff for her.
As we got back y/n was crying after us.
Y/n:„DADDY!"
Steve;„oh baby...we are here!"
Y/n;„i wanna go home..."
Bucky;„in a week baby! No school! Yay!"
Y/n:„no I wanna go home!'
Steve:„y/n we will stay here for as long as it is allowed to stay alright? Maybe you will find new friends!"
Doctor:„yeah! A girl will be here with you she got operated on her knee so she will get here in some hours!"
Y/n;„but I wanna go home!"
Steve:„y/n listen to us! I got you some stuff including mr.cuddles and your phone!"
Bucky;„yes you can always call or text us!"
Y/n:„i wanna play with aunty Tasha!"
Steve:„you can maybe play or at least talk with the girl!"
~y/n pov~
Right after my dad's walked out the girl came into the room with her mom.
Doctor:„mia this is y/n!"
Mom:„y/n Rogers-Barnes?"
Doctor:„yes you know her?"
Mom:„of course we do! They went into the same kindergarden! You were best friends! Mia say hi!"
Mia:„hi..."
I said hi too and after her mom left we were just laying in our beds in silent.
Mia:„so...how are you?"
Y/n:„great...how comes that you don't go to my school?"
Mia:„well I'm going to another school!"
Y/n:„are your grades good?"
Mia:„well...it's ok! I have some problems in mathematics! And you?"
Y/n:„I had just A's...well sometimes it's hard but my dad's do help me a lot!"
Mia:„do you do any sports?"
Y/n:„horse riding and I play hockey...what about you?'
Mia:„soccer..."
Again it got so silent that I could hear my own heartbeat but then some doctors came into the room to take a look at Mia's knee.
I texted my dad's and felt asleep until we got lunch.
Mia:„the food is gross!"
I tried it and it really didn't taste good so I didn't eat it.
