Bucky's breathing relaxed you as he tried to get you to sleep.
You knew when you woke up he would be gone.
He wanted to leave as soon as possible but you two had both just made love for the first time and he wanted to make sure you were comfortable.
It was now 5am and Bucky was lightly snoring.
You listened to the sound and smiled to yourself as you shifted around.
His arms tightened around your waist and he pulled you closer to him.
You were moving too much.
He kissed your neck.
"Everything will be okay doll." He tried relaxing you.
It didn't work.
You were too worried.
"I just don't want you to go." You softly fought back.
"I have to." He sternly answered.
"Take me with you."
"No." he coldly and firmly denied.
You pouted.
"And no pouting." He added from behind you. He knew you too well. "You're safer here. Away from the danger."
You opened your mouth to speak but was cut off.
"I'll be extra careful. I have a beautiful woman to get back to."
You clenched your jaw trying not to cry.
His thumb rubbed circles on your waist.
"Shh baby. I'll be okay. Steve needs me."
"I need you too." Your voice cracked. "The nightmares won't stop. I can't stop seeing him." You shook your head,"He's everywhere Buck."
He kissed you again,"He can't hurt you Penn. If you ever get scared or lonely or if you just wanna bug me, call me. You know I love to hear your voice."
You sniffled but stayed silent.
"I love you more than anything Penelope. I'll come back to you. You're mine. My doll. My angel. My princess." He kissed you after every pet name causing you to blush and smile,"All mine. Now sleep."
In the morning, as expected, you woke up to an empty bed.
You sighed.
At least you got to work today so that hopefully would take your mind off of things for a while.
You sat up and looked around.
There was a tray of food next to the bed.
You smiled.
You grabbed the tray and pulled it into your lap.
Bucky made you breakfast.
It was pancakes with fruit placed into a little smile.
It made you laugh.
There was a letter beside it.
Typical Bucky.
Penny,
I will try my best to make it back to you as soon as possible.
I love you so much doll. Call me if anything happens.
I will see you soon.
Yours Always,
James
You smiled at the note and scarfed down your food before quickly getting ready.
You threw your belongings in your purse and exited the house and drove to work.
It would be the first time you been to the office since before Damien died.
You hoped Greg and Tiffany didn't act weird.
You opened the door and you saw a large bouquet of flowers on the waiting room table.
You turned to face them. They had sad, apologetics looks on their faces.
"Guys.."you began already scolding them. "I'm fine."
Tiffany shook her head,"You're not. But it's okay. It's okay to be sad. Yeah he put you through a lot of shit but I know you still cared about him."
You clenched your jaw and put your bag down.
Without responding you walked over to the flowers and smelled them before plopping onto the couch.
"I just.." you paused,"I just wished I could've saved him. There must have been something I could have done to help."
Greg shrugged,"Maybe he didn't want help. You can't beat yourself up for what happened."
"Easier said than done." You rebutted.
"Maybe you should go home?"
You shook your head,"I've been home for a week. I need to get back into work. Get my mind off of things."
"Well how about you tell us about those hickeys on your neck." Tiffany said with a smile.
You rushed over to the mirror and looked.
She was right. You had a few hickeys.
You hadn't noticed when you looked in the mirror this morning.
You turned back to face them quickly. They were both smiling widely.
"Cmon Penny." Greg began,"We know you don't do hookups. He must be important."
You shrugged and fought a smile,"His name is James."
Tiffany's eyes widened,"So you are seeing someone!"
"Maybe." You said playing it cool.
"James huh. How'd you meet James?"
"He's a friend of Captain Rogers."
"Ooh! Is he a super soldier too?"
You rolled your eyes,"What? He can't have normal friends?"
She shrugged."I suppose he can. So what's he look like? Is he as hot as Rogers?"
You laughed,"Well, he's 6 foot. He has shoulder length brown hair, gorgeous blue eyes. Super muscular, I mean his chest is huge. He has a jaw that can cut glass. Did I mention he was huge?"
They laughed.
"You did mention that once or twice." Greg added.
"He sounds dreamy. What's he like?"
You bit your lip. "Well. He's sweet, smart, funny, really kind, selfless, protective, and a real gentleman. I love him so much."
Their eyes widened as you drifted into thought.
"Love?!?" They gasped.
You nodded absentmindedly.
"Wow. He must be something then huh?"
"When do we get to meet him?" Greg chimed in.
You snapped out of your Bucky trance.
"Oh um you can't. He's in China. Doing lots of charity work there. Building uh homes. Lots of home for the needy. Chinese. Gonna take a while." You paused and they gave you an odd look. You shrugged,"Besides, he's really shy."
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Around lunch time you were sitting at your desk munching on a salad when Greg knocked on the door.
Instead of entering he just slid something under the door.
You walked over and picked it up.
It was a letter.
You smiled and opened it.
Funeral Ceremony for Damien Alexander Walker
It read at the top.
Your smile fell upon reading the first word.
Your knees buckled and you fell to the ground.
So this was it then?
It was still hard to believe he was gone.
You just hoped he was happier.
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Doll - Winter Soldier Fanfic
Fanfiction"Buck." You stopped him. He looked at you from across the room. He took his hand off the door knob and faced you still silent. He knew what you were thinking. "I can't." He began. "I need to be careful. I don't want to hu-" You groaned cutting him o...
