Chapter 18

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I make my hands into a fist and jolt up. Unaware of where i was anymore. I forgot. "What- Where are we. Why am I here. Bucky take me home." My hands start to shake. "Uh, sweety I don't  know what is happening but your boyfriend does." I turn my head to Bucky quickly. "Buck, what's happening." He stares at me. Examining me. "The fluid has found a spot to settle and work. Doll where are you sore at?" I glance around my body. A huge wave of energy goes through me. I jump up. "I don't know." He gulps. "Can you press your arms?" I nod. I press my arms, then just in case my sides. Then I found a sore spot. "Ow." I mumble. "Ah! Where is the sore spot?" I press my left arm right in the lower middle. "There?" Bucky presses it. I suddenly judo flip him. "Oh god! I'm so sorry!!" I yell. He chuckles. "It's okay, that happends. And sometimes you black out. But ya it's okay." I could tell he wasn't expecting that.

He drives me back over to Howard's office. And surprisingly Steve was there. "Steve?" I laugh. "Emma?! How?- what? Bucky please what's going on?" Bucky looks at me. "The weird super soldier fluid they put in her didn't. Well. Totally find a good spot to sit and form. So it found a good spot to sit and form. It was her lower middle arm- oh but Steve! Don't!-" Steve smiles and grabs my arm. I Tense. "Uh Steve I don't know I you should-" he presses it and I judo flip him hard. Square on the ground, "Oh for the love of god! Steve are you okay!?" He means n the pain. "I- Didn't let B-Bucky finish, I'm sorry." I lend my hand to him and on accident I throw him into bucky. With out even trying. "I-I.. oh." Bucky smirks at me. Then he helps Steve stand up. "I can't, please, just stand away from me." Bucky rolls his eyes. "Doll don't be over reactive-" then again without even trying I flip him when he gets to hug me. "Im sorry i- please just leave me alone." I run into the hallway to my bedroom.

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