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Series Summary: She was done and retired. After Thanos and after the battle of a lifetime, she had called it quits and had distanced herself from the Avenger lifestyle. But word finds her that someone from her past is in danger. What the journey entails was never one she wanted to face nor one she saw becoming her reality again. The rollercoaster that comes with fighting evil odds arrives on her doorstep not leaving much room for a no…
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count:3300+
A/N: Here we go ladies and gentleman… Buckle Up!
Chapter 7:
Slowly, he turned to see… Her.
Green eyes. Black hair that looked like it was meant to be brown, but hadn’t been washed due to neglect. Pale skin due to lack of sunlight.
“Marley,” he said softly, raising his hands in surrender. He didn’t want to harm her and he wanted her to know that.
“You see her?” Y/N was breathless in the comms as she started moving toward his direction.
“Marl-”
He was cut off by her raising her hand like she had in all those videos right before taking her victims life.
He immediately flinched away at the movement knowing there was no beating it, before…
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Nothing happened. Not even a tickle. He had turned away from the gesture and somewhat curled into himself when there was silence and he felt no different than normal.
He opened his eyes, not realizing he had scrunched them shut. Upon turning back around, Marley was giving him a confused look with her hand still out stretched. He looked down at himself, examining for injury, but he was untouched.
She flicked her hand again, yet all that hit him was a small feeling of discomfort, but it wasn’t anything close to what could have been.
He looked down at his arms and saw the slightest glow had overtaken them. Highlights of the runes Y/N had casted on him showed to be in use.
“Not going to work Marley,” a voice broke him out of his trance.
Y/N was behind them both, staring sternly at Marley’s back.
She turned quickly at the new threat and hesitated. She cocked her head to the side as if analyzing Y/N. Did she recognize her?
Y/N noticed the shift and her serious face dropped some. She put her hands up showing she wasn’t trying to fight her.
“Mars,” she said her nickname. “Please don’t do this. I need you to snap out of it.”
Marley twitched her head again. Trying to put a name or any form of recognition to Y/N’s face, but in the end it only made her more frustrated.
She threw both hands out with practiced movements in an attempt to fight, but nothing happened. Y/N was unscathed.
“I told you. It’s not going to work,” Y/N said, taking careful calculated steps closer. “Snap out of it. Please.”
“There’s nothing for her to snap out of,” a voice came on over an intercom they hadn’t realized worked. “Her brain chemicals have been altered for a more efficient use.”
Y/N looked up at the speakers mounted on the wall, collecting cobwebs and looking as though they had been out of use for years on top of years.
“Who the hell are you?” she shouted in an enraged way, quickly turning back to Marley, not to take her eyes off her.
“Doesn’t matter. Not like you’ll find me,” he responded. His accent a thick russian one. “We’ve already vacated and left our little pet to clean up for us. Though, I must say. I wasn’t expecting a couple of Avengers to be our guest.”
“You’ve killed multiple agents, experimented on a wide group of people, and kidnapped someone very close to me. Are you ignorant enough to think we wouldn’t?” Y/N replied with venom in her voice.
“Lucky for us, even an Avenger level threat doesn’t phase us given our experimentations,” he paused and there was a cockiness in his tone. “Subject 9, terminate threat.”
And as if a switch flipped, her eyes blinked and she was immediately back to killer mode.
She started to levitate in her spot and vibrations started to shake the walls.
“Bucky, get out of here,” Y/N said in an even tone not phased by the power emitting from the young woman. As if she knew what was happening, but fear was still relevant in her voice.
“I’m not going,” he shouted over the loud clanking and shattering of things falling around them.
“If you don’t go now, you won’t make it out,” she said a little more gravely.
“Nice try, but not happening,” he said matter of factly, standing back in combat mode.
“Jesus, you’re hard headed,” she groaned before lifting up and throwing what he could best describe as energy rays at Marley.
It blinded Marley at first, but then she threw back something at Y/N that actually knocked her on her ass.
Y/N slid across the ground hitting and fumbling into a steel table. Bucky watched as it all played out in front of him and the first thing he could think of was to wing the enemy.
He grabbed a revolver out of his thigh holster and aimed for Marley’s shoulder. First shot made the hit. She flinched at the pain and turned her attention to the weaker opponent.
He realized his mistake as it didn’t really do much damage to her, but he shot again, hoping to leave flesh wounds, but by the second shot, she raised a hand stopping the bullet mid air.
“Shit,” was all Bucky got out before she was throwing him now across the room and into a wall.
“Marley! Stop!” Y/N shouted, quickly back on her feet.
Marley turned back to the higher threat and tilted her head down, giving Y/N an evil and sadistic stare.
“I don’t want to hurt you Mars! But if you don’t stop, I can’t let you keep going on like this.” Y/N’s voice was ridden with regret and hurt as she said those words.
“Y/N, she’s brainwashed!” Bucky grunted as he stood up from his spot. He held his ribs as they had crashed into the sharp edge of a table bringing a stinging pain internally with it.
“No,” Y/N shook her head in denial. “Mars, it’s me. Come on. I’m supposed to look after you. I don’t want to do this.” Her hands were now raised in a position which showed she was ready to fight, although reluctantly.
Bucky watched as no emotion crossed Marley’s face. He recognized it all too well. It was the same face he had seen in videos of his old self. People pleading and begging him to stop and give them a chance, and not a single thought besides death was behind his eyes in those moments.
Still floating mid-air, she threw both her hands, palm showing, to Y/N and strong vibration waves tunneled in on her.
She was quick to deflect it, putting up a force field of sorts crossing her arms to block the hit thrown at her.
But Marley saw how well she fought her off and amplified her strength against her. Pulling her arms back and pushing out again with more force.
Bucky watched as Y/N’s knees buckled just a touch at the strength, but still stood.
As if collecting every ounce of energy from Marley’s exertion, she threw her arms back to her side with a grunt sending the force right back to Marley, throwing her off balance.
Marley shot back at the hit and fell against a wall. She was quick to try and regain her balance, but Y/N threw another round of energy at her. Each time Marley tried to bounce back, Y/N was keeping her down with calculated, yet brash hits.
It didn’t look to be hurting her, just stunting her own motives and keeping her at bay.
“Snap out of it!” Y/N shouted with anger as she threw hit after hit and Marley kept coming back for more.
“Y/N!” Bucky shouted, trying to get her to snap out of it. They needed a different approach, but he didn’t know what.
He looked around for tools, clues, anything to shut Marley down, but not hurt her.
Along the wall, a shut down freezer full of trifled through viles and medications. He ran for it, looking back to see the two women going at each other. One trying to kill the other and one just trying to slow the other down.
Quickly, he examined the contents of the viles and saw things like penicillin and ampicillin, simple antibiotics, but nothing useful to take down a girl like Marley. Then he saw two vials that he knew with the right mixture, could aid them.
Hurriedly, he found a needle and measured out the contents before turning back to the other two.
Marley was adapting to Y/N’s hits, and Y/N wasn’t trying to amp up her punches, making it easier for Marley to overpower her again soon.
Bucky snuck through the room in a skilled way that kept the attention off of him and maneuvered to them both.
“Stop fighting, please!” Y/N shouted for the hundredth time.
Finally Marley let out a blood curdling scream that seemed to channel her vibration manipulation straight through Y/N’s energy fields, causing her to grip her ears shielding them from the pain.
Bucky cringed at the sound himself, but continued to make his move.
Just as Marley was seconds from quite possibly incapacitating Y/N, Bucky jumped from behind and stabbed her in the neck with the syringe.
Marley flinched at the pain and turned to once again throw Bucky against a wall. His head met the concrete with a horrible smack and he went limp against it.
“Bucky!” Y/N shouted, watching Marley turn her attention back to her and tilt her head as if victorious finally. “Mar-”
Rage burned in her eyes and she decided to use her own hands instead of her powers to punish Y/N. She punched her once then twice. She blocked the third and fourth and, irritated, Marley used her powers to throw her opponents head into the ground.
Y/N blinked repeatedly after the hit, having not been ready for it and also not fighting back hard enough. She was out of practice in this area somewhat and her reaction time was hindered not just by lost muscle memory, but the fact the person hurting her wasn’t just another bad guy.
The black haired woman raised her hand again, but began to blink rapidly and she stumbled in her step forward. She tried to snap out of the instant haze that hit her but she couldn’t. Knowing she was growing weak, she used the last bit of her energy to try and punch and hit Y/N again, but it was equivalent to a mediocre agent trying to take a swing at her.
Y/N blocked it and used the moment of confusion to throw a wave of energy at her, knocking her back and on the ground.
She tried to regain her balance, but with the mixture of what Bucky just hit her with plus the energy blast Y/N sent, she couldn’t find her footing.
She shuffled backwards on her feet and hands. Fear showing in her eyes for the first time.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” Y/N put her hands up. Her temple was bleeding heavily and starting to bruise already under her eye.
As she moved toward her, Marley tried to raise her hand and hit her with another wave of vibrations, but it was weak compared to her prior powers. Y/N was able to wave it off.
Sending her apologetic eyes, she knelt down and pressed a finger to her forehead even though she cringed away from it.
Her body went slack, but held against the wall. She was slowly blinking out of the haze she had been in too long.
“Wait, right here. I’ll be right back,” Y/N sighed in relief, taking a second, and then squeezed her shoulder before running to where Bucky had been flung.
He had come back to consciousness, but he was still out of it.
“Hey, hey. Take it easy,” she kneeled down beside him.
When he looked up, blinking away the stars that were glistening in his sight and saw blood all over her face.
“Y/N,” he said quickly, concerned and reaching forward to her.
“It’s fine. I’m fine,” she shook it off, grabbing his hand and squeezing it. She sent him a small smile even though there was no happiness behind it. “Let’s get you fixed up.”
With a wave of her hand and in a blur, Bucky’s splitting headache and pain throughout his back was gone. He was back to full strength. And because of that, his first and only concern was Y/N.
“You’re head,” he stood up, helping her as she stood with him.
“I’m not worried about it,” she waved off, turning back to where she had left Marley.
Bucky would have argued, and hell he tried, but she tuned him out and set her attention strictly on Marley.
“Hey,” she sat next to her, careful to make sure she wasn’t the most recent version of herself.
Marley stared at her somewhat bewildered and then a frown started forming on her face.
“What have I done?” she whispered looking at Y/N in horror.
“You did nothing. That wasn’t you,” Y/N shook her head furiously.
“I-I killed so many peop-” Marley started to choke on her words. Her voice rough from little use.
“Stop. Don’t do that to yourself. Not right now. We need to get you out of here.”
Y/N was on a mission and in big sister mode. She would take care of her and bring her back to health when they were safe, but right now was not the time.
“It’s not that easy, Y/N,” Marley muttered, not moving from her position.
“Sure it is.” Y/N was analyzing her surroundings, not really knowing what she was saying, and trying to choose her next move. “Bucky, can you help me-”
Before she could finish her sentence, the place began to rumble and the ground beneath them shook violently.
She looked quickly to Marley with confusion written all over on her face.
“That’s not me,” Marley shook her head, looking around her as well, but she didn’t seem as phased by it.
“What is that?” Bucky spoke up, crouching some as pieces of concrete started to fall around him.
“I told you it wouldn’t be that easy. You guys need to get out of here,” Marley grunted as she re-positioned herself.
“We need to get out of here,” Y/N corrected. “Come on. Stand up.”
“He won’t let me leave,” she shook her head.
“What do you mean he won’t let you leave?” Y/N asked, starting to get irritated. “Marley, stand up. Come on. We don’t have time for this!” she shouted, pulling on her arm in a frantic manner.
“Stop! It’s not going to work out in my favor!” Marley snapped.
Y/N pulled away and looked at her concerned. Her hesitance was quickly wiped off as she went into mom mode.
“Get your ass up, Marley,” she said sternly.
“Let me fix this,” the young girl practically begged.
“There is nothing for you to fix. They abandoned this place and it looks like they’re going to destroy it. All we can and need to do is get out of here,” Y/N said, standing a little taller, frustration growing in her words.
“That’s not them destroying it. There’s a giant nuke underground,” Marley shook her head again, still not budging from her spot. “What you feel is it being triggered and if it leaves here, something terrible is going to happen.”
“What?” Y/N audibly gasped. “What are you talking about?”
“That’s their plan B. I know how to dismantle it, but you both need to get out,” she started to stand, holding her ribs as she cringed at the slight pain.
“I can take care of it,” Y/N shook her head. “You get Bucky out of here.”
Not even knowing where the thing was exactly, Y/N turned determined to find the weapon.
“Stop!” Marley shouted, the ground shaking even more forcefully causing them all to lose their footing some.
More pieces of concrete and debris began to fall from the caving ceiling. Marley quickly moved to where she was cutting Y/N off from her path. She wasn’t going to be the one to destroy the thing.
“So help me God, I’m not losing you again. Go before I make you,” Y/N said with a fierce tone. No room for debate.
“Just know that I’m doing this more than just for me,” Marley said with a sad smile.
“Mar-”
“I’m sorry,” she said before sending her one last smile. “I love you,” she mouthed.
And just as Y/N raised her hand out, Marley shook the ground to the point a whole wall of rocks cut her off from Y/N and Bucky.
Dust filled the air and before she could fathom what just happened, she was pulled back into Bucky’s arms to keep her from getting hit from more of the debris.
Once out of the way from falling pieces of the building, she quickly waved her hand, the dust accumulated into a cloud and she pushed it away seeing a barricade of broken cement keeping her from where Marley was sure to have run off to.
That wasn’t going to stop her though, she was ready to move every ounce of those rocks in a blink of her eye, but again, the walls and floors shook.
“Y/N, we have to get out of here! The place is going to collapse!” Bucky shouted, pulling her wrist to keep her from going far.
“Like hell I’m leaving her again!” she shouted back, attempting to pull away.
“Y/N please! If you die too, she would have done this for nothing!”
“I don’t care!” Y/N pushed on, but with the wrong step and so many pieces of rock and asphalt falling, she missed the piece that came and fell hard on her shoulder. “Shit!”
“Y/N!”
It hit hard. Not just leaving a scrape, but a deep gash. On top of that it looked as though it dislocated it as well.
She blinked away the pain and attempted to let the adrenaline take over, but Bucky decided he was taking charge now.
Everything was a blur after that. She remembered pushing and fighting against Bucky, but she also remembers being discombobulated by everything around them. Alarms were blaring, ceilings were caving in, her legs were barely moving.
The last thing she remembered was the blast of everything going off.
A piercing sound took over her senses. It was dark outside and the little bit of light in the middle of nowhere came from the calming tones of the moon and the angry fire of the facility up in flames.
“Marley,” she muttered out, finding herself laid out on her back in the grass about 20 feet away from the wreckage. Blood hindering her sight. She tried to blink it away and as she wiped her hands down her face, the crimson color covered her hand.
Was it her blood or-?
Bucky groaned as he rolled on his side. The two had been thrown about 10 feet from the explosion after it went off. Meaning, they were only 10 feet away when everything combusted.
“Are you ok?” Y/N asked, looking over at him and slightly scooting to see any injuries.
“Nothing past bruised ribs,” he answered. “I’ll be ok.”
Y/N stood, placing a hand on her shoulder and feeling the wetness of the cut, but not actually feeling the pain just yet.
Bucky was calling her name as she limped to the rubble that burned in front of them, but she blocked him out.
Her lip began to tremble and the tears in her eyes started to wash the blood away as she processed what had just happened.
“Marley,” she whimpered again, limping a little faster.
“Y/N!” Bucky shouted behind her, slowly getting to his feet. Again, being ignored.
“Marley,” she started to cry, knowing what she’d find, but hoping for it to be the opposite. “MARLEY!”
But what was done, was done.
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Series Summary: She was done and retired. After Thanos and after the battle of a lifetime, she had called it quits and had distanced herself from the Avenger lifestyle. But word finds her that someone from her past is in danger. What the journey entails was never one she wanted to face nor one she saw becoming her reality again. The rollercoaster that comes with fighting evil odds arrives on her doorstep not leaving much room for a no…
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count: 3500+
A/N: Sorry this is late today! I forgot to queue it last night and didn’t realize until now! Anyway, enjoy and get pumped for the next chapter! Lot’s of information coming your way soon:) xoxoxo
Chapter 3:
Bucky didn’t see her for the next 24 hours. He had casually walked by her room on multiple occasions, or stayed in common spaces in hopes that they would run into each other, but neither helped.
So when Steve asked if he had seen her around, he didn’t have anything to share.
“I bet she’s taking a walk. She does that when she needs to think better or decompress,” Steve nodded. “Up for an evening walk around the compound?”
Bucky didn’t have to think twice. Something about her was just extremely intriguing and kept him wanting to know more and more about her as well as be around her. He was yearning for the calm energy she showed him.
They had walked at least a mile and there was no sight of her. Then a loud bark made them turn their heads.
Off in the distance, Y/N was throwing a ball for her dog that was now with her. But the closer the two looked, she wasn’t throwing it with her hand. A white light that was her power was picking it up and chunking the ball so far in front of her, Ryker practically disappeared in the distance as he chased after the toy.
She was in a pair of leggins with an old sweatshirt that she had placed her hands into after she launched Ryker’s tennis ball. She had her hair up in a bun with a head scarf wrapped through it making it a messy yet fashionable updo. To keep up with the cool weather, she had on a set of duck hiking boots that had cabin socks coming out of the top of them.
“She, uh, she didn’t mention being mad at me still when you guys talked, did she?” Steve asked, nerves showing in his question as he watched her from a distance.
“You didn’t come up, bud,” Bucky answered, upset his words wouldn’t reassure him like he hoped.
“Right,” he nodded, knowing that was probably the case, but he wanted to check anyway.
A second later than needed, they started making their way to her. Ryker was running up from the distance he just ran.
He dropped the ball, looked at the men and gave his mom a look of, “Should I do something?” Y/N shook off the look, showing no need for the protection, and threw the ball for him again. He barked before taking off, following the command.
“Nice day out,” Steve said, and Bucky had to take a double take of the awkward anxiety that riddled his voice.
“I’ve never cared for the winter as everything dies, but right before Fall sets in, the cooler temperatures are always nice,” she nodded, still looking off where Ryker had gone. Her hands back in the jacket pocket and face not giving any tell about how she felt in this situation.
There was awkward silence as they stood there not knowing the next form of small talk to take on.
They stayed like that long enough that Ryker had come back from his sprint. It was like he sensed the tension himself as he looked between the three with his tennis ball still in his mouth.
“I don’t think he remembers me,” Steve said. “When we came by, it was the first time ever he treated me like a threat…”
Ryker had sat next to his mom and looked up at Steve. The look of a protector from the first reunion was gone, but instead just a mellow canine sat in front of him.
“I trained him to treat everyone that came on our land uninvited as a threat. Avengers included,” she answered. “Didn’t think you guys would be dumb enough to show up, but yet again, it was stupid of me to think that.”
“Y/N, I’m sorry about the whole-” Steve started, overcome with guilt from his actions.
She raised a hand cutting him off and shook her head before looking at him finally.
“I know it wasn’t you, Steve. I’m not upset about your visit anymore. I know you, and I understand what your intentions were,” she said.
“Still, I didn’t mean to invade your privacy-” he began again, worried that he needed to elaborate on his actions.
“It’s fine, Steve. Truly, it’s fine,” she cut him off again, shaking her head and giving him the softest smile. “I blame one person and even then, I’m starting to wonder if I should be angry with them.”
“Stark?”
“Who else?” she let out a small chuckle and grabbed the ball from Ryker before chunking it again.
This time Bucky looked at how her powers appeared and noticed it was a white light that encased the ball, but looking closer, there were colors from the whole rainbow zipping through the essence of the lumination.
“You know he feels bad, right?” Steve said, ever the peacemaker.
She ignored his comment and stayed staring where Ryker had gone. Bucky took note of the sore subject and changed it.
“I’m guessing you’re staying longer, if you picked him up,” Bucky nodded his head toward the dog and put his hands in his pockets.
“Not sure how long I’ll be here. Depends on the mission. But I went to pick him up last night, and have been holed up in my room since. Figured we both deserved some fresh air,” she nodded.
“Do you need help with anything?” Steve asked cautiously, worried he would cross a boundary by asking.
“Not right now. I’m still trying to figure out a few things,” she answered and Bucky could practically see the conflict flashing through her mind.
When she didn’t say anything, lost in thought, Steve spoke up.
“Well, if you do, you know who you can reach out to.”
Her lips slowly formed a surprisingly gentle smile and she looked back at Steve with a thankful look.
“I know. Thank you,” she said delicately. “It’s just been…” she looked where Ryker was coming back. “It’s been a lot.”
When the rottweiler was in front of them, he went straight to Steve and sat at his feet. He looked up at him with a small head tilt before nodding up as if asking him to take the ball.
“He remembers you,” Y/N reassured. “He just knows protecting me above all.”
Steve smiled before kneeling down and petting his head.
“You had me worried there for a second, boy,” Steve smirked, immediately getting a lick from him as he dropped the ball and forgot it.
Bucky watched as Steve reunited with the dog, and the thought of having a pet crept into his mind. He’d never considered having a pet given the lifestyle, but apparently Y/N had Ryker in her time of fighting, so maybe it was possible. A dog like Ryker would be ideal. He loved the big athletic ones, but maybe a cat… You could leave them alone for days and they would be fine.
Being lost in thought, he didn’t notice Ryker moving onto him and sniffing and smiling at him as dogs do.
“He likes you,” Y/N noted. “Usually takes more than one meeting before he eases up around people.”
Bucky looked at Y/N before the copper face of Ryker. He didn’t know dogs could smile, but the look he gave him was definitely a dog version of a grin. He bent down and scratched behind the dog’s ear, getting a grunt that showed he enjoyed the attention.
“Hey, we’re making dinner again tonight. Sam, Nat, and Clint will be there this time,” Steve said, hinting at her joining.
She sighed, “I have a lot of research I need to get done.”
“We can help,” Steve offered again. “I’m sure Nat would love to.”
“I know she will. I’ll probably have to take her up on that. The tech here updates every two seconds it feels like and I’ve had some hiccups,” she nodded.
“Think about it. We’d love to catch up with you and hang out,” Steve said. “Plus, I think Sam said something about your favorite meal.”
“Is that so?” she smirked. “Becoming a big time chef around here, huh?”
“He really wants to see you,” Steve smiled, crossing his arms.
“I’ll consider it.”
Steve and Bucky excused themselves after that, and Bucky watched as Y/N began walking around the compound with Ryker staying close by.
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Later that evening, Sam took his time perfecting the meal in hopes that every detail would convince her more and more to come out of her room, even if she wasn’t there to watch him analyze every step of the recipe.
Once they were all in their seats with their own servings, there still wasn’t any sign of her coming in. Almost every person at the table would look up and check the doorway in hopes she would appear at some point.
They were halfway through the meal, and slowly losing faith she would come, when they suddenly heard the clicking of a dog’s nails on the hard floor.
Every head turned and as soon as Ryker came around the corner, he pranced over to the table with his tail wagging.
Seconds after, Y/N came around in a matching set of linen loungewear. She had her hair still up in a bun and the headscarf had been wrapped around her head and hair in an intricate and professional way. As if she had done it a million times before, which was probably true.
“Hey! There she is! We were wondering if you’d ever come out of your cave,” Sam bursted from his seat and rushed to her.
She gave him a smile in return and opened her arms up as Sam enveloped her in a hug.
“Good to see you too, Zazu,” she giggled as he lifted her up slightly off the ground.
“That nickname still? Seriously?” he groaned, putting her back down gently.
“When you stop flying through the sky with giant wings, I’ll pick something else out for you,” she winked, patting his arm and moving to the group of people sitting 10 feet away from them.
Bucky had to grin at that because who didn’t love to see Sam get picked on? Plus, he had a new name to use against him.
“Hey, guys,” she said softly, as if waiting for a reaction she wasn’t sure of.
Bucky could feel a sense of uncertainty and restlessness coming from her. Clearly she was nervous about the long coming reunion.
Nat was the first to stand, and on her face was a solid blank face. No one could tell what was coming.
Yet, no one was surprised by the smirk that pulled at her lip before she leaned in for a hug. The two stayed attached to each other, and if you looked close enough, Nat let the smallest shiver pass through her, and Bucky knew that was Y/N’s doing.
It was like a small force of feelings she had felt over the time they weren’t together, ending with an apology.
“рада видеть тебя снова, сестра,” she whispered. (Glad to see you again, sister.)
“Ты тоже, красивая,” Y/N replied. (You too, beautiful.)
Y/N turned back to the family at the table. All of them sharing soft and welcoming smiles.
“I guess, we have a lot to talk about,” she laughed softly, with a shrug.
“Just a little,” Clint responded.
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Two hours flew by of the group catching up. Bucky took it as time to learn more about her from the Avenger perspective.
He figured out she could fly using her powers and apparently she and Sam would have races, but she always let him win even though she could easily beat him.
He learned that she was like an animal whisperer when it came to nature. The team had stories upon stories of her doing things like calling a swarm of birds to attack someone, to putting a bear to sleep by just a wave of a hand.
There were a lot of war stories, but most of all, he liked learning about what she was like when the superhero suit came off.
She liked to make tea for everyone anytime she was making herself one. Most of the time, making sure it was her own herbs and ingredients as she loved to garden and was an herbalist. Each one of her blends served a different purpose from giving you energy, helping you sleep, or stress relief and many others.
Though he had just learned that if she wasn’t in her room, she was likely outside, he didn’t realize the reason was because the earth’s energy aided her.
Much like humans, if you’re stressed out or need a second to breathe, you usually go outside for fresh air. Considering Y/N’s powers came from the earth itself, that fresh air was more than just a cool down. It actually healed and grounded her.
Oh, and the hair with the head scarf thing? Not that it was weird or strange, but it was done in such a manner that looked purposeful and important. It wasn’t just another accessory to add to an outfit. Considering her background of witches, and the fact she is affected by the energy of those around them, it’s a form of protection.
It’s called veiling. Empaths and people who tend to soak up others emotions and feelings use it as a way to protect them from overstimulation. It’s also a way to keep off evil and negative energy.
He also found that her superhero name/ nickname, gracefully given to her by Tony, was Everest. Of course because of the source of her power, at a cave encased by the great mountain itself.
According to Tony, the real reason was because she was as stubborn as trying to move the mountain itself. It just helps that her powers also relate back to it.
As much as she and the group took time to reminisce of the old days, she made sure that the conversation wasn’t just about her. She had diverted the discussion multiple times to ask how everyone else was doing and what she had missed out on.
From there she learned that Clint had moved his family upstate, but they still had a farm out in the middle of nowhere. They were still under the radar, but it gave him better access to the compound in case of a big emergency. He had retired for about 3 years after his family came back, but now since they were older, he found time to come up and do missions if needed.
Nat had really just kept busy with life. She couldn’t seem to get away from it even if she wanted to. After the whole thing with the soul stone, when Steve went back to return them, she was brought back. She took a year off, somewhat, as her therapist said she needed time to, but the only way she saw to move on from it was to work. Which meant pushing it away in a dark place. Y/N could feel she was still affected by it, but she didn’t say anything as she clearly had avoided the topic.
Steve, Sam, and Bucky had continued the life of superheros.
After the final battle, Steve took a step back and let Sam take the reins a little more. He figured most of his life had been fighting battle after battle and he thought, maybe living more of an actual life would be beneficial.
He made time to work at the senior citizen home as a volunteer art teacher. He wasn’t certified in anything specific, but he was a great artist, extremely patient with the seniors, and could relate to some things with them. That and who was going to say no to Captain America offering to help in something?
Because Sam had been given more duties, his workload had gone up. He didn’t mind it though. He was really enjoying it and loved being able to swoop in and save the day where needed. He had been on call for a lot of missions as of recently and the adrenaline of being Captain for most of them still hadn’t worn off.
And Bucky? Well she had heard how Bucky was liking it here. He wasn’t great at hiding the fact that he was still in all this because of the guilt, but everyone (besides Y/N) didn’t really pick up on it.
They figured he was doing it because he was needed and because he was still in it for the fight. Which in a sense he was, but if given the opportunity to walk away and live a quiet life again like Wakanda, he would…
“Well, guys, I love you all, but I’m getting old. Which means, it’s time for bed,” Clint announced, being the first to stand.
“It’s 9 o'clock,” Sam checked his watch.
“Which means it’s already an hour past bedtime,” Clint winked. He leaned over Y/N’s shoulder from the back and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. “It was good seeing you, Y/N/N.”
“Good to see you too, Barton,” she squeezed the hand that was on her shoulder. “Get some rest.”
He nodded in agreement and walked out.
“I think I’m going to follow after him,” she sighed, cleaning the area of her dirty dinner plate.
“Don’t worry about that. I’ll clean up,” Steve volunteered.
“You sure?” she asked, still standing with her plate in hand.
“We got it,” Bucky nodded, taking the plate from her since he was right next to her. “You head on to bed.”
Ryker, who had been at Y/N’s feet most the night besides bouncing from each person, let out a soft bark to Bucky before sending him a canine smile.
“He’s not quite ready for bed himself it sounds like,” Y/N chuckled patting his head. “I’m going to take him out one more time.”
“Need company?” Nat asked, standing with her.
Y/N smiled at her before nodding.
“У меня есть несколько вопросов к тебе, сестра.” (I have a few questions for you, sister.)
“Я должен беспокоиться?” (Should I be worried?)
“Always,” Y/N winked before turning back to the rest of the group. “Thank you boys for the meal. I forgot how much moments like this are really needed… Truly, I needed this.”
“We needed it too I think,” Sam smiled.
They shared a look before Y/N said her good nights and Nat and her walked outside.
“You think she’ll be staying long?” Sam asked while they cleaned.
“You mean past her mission?” Steve responded, beginning to put dishes in the dishwasher.
“Yeah.”
“Couldn’t tell ya,” Steve sighed. “I hope she does, but she seems pretty set on being out of this life.”
“You don’t think getting back in it one more time will change her mind?” Sam questioned.
“She’s been fighting for a long time, Sam,” Steve shrugged. “I know I can’t fully leave it, but I haven’t been at it a quarter of what she has. I don’t blame her for wanting normalcy.”
From the conversation Bucky had with her, he had to side with Steve on this one. She was here for one thing only and that was the next puzzle piece he wanted to solve.
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