#you me forever - epilogue
Title: No-more-in-law (8)
Summary: Winnifred got arrested and you try to move on as best as you can.
Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Characters: George Barnes, Rebecca Barnes, Ari Levinson, Andy Barber, Winnifred Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, OC Celia
Warnings: angst, language, awful mother-in-law, pregnant reader, awful behavior, fluff, romance, cuddling & snuggling, vulnerable Bucky, mentions of murder/crimes
Rating: Mature
A/N: Only 2 more parts to go…
“JAMIE!” Winnifred sniffles as her son and his lawyers walk inside the interrogation room. “You came to my aid. I knew it.” She smiles widely as Andy, Mike and Bucky sit on the chairs the cops prepared for them. “My boy came.”
“Mrs. Barnes,” Andy clears his throat to pull Winnifred’s attention toward him and his partner, not her son. “I must ask you to not directly talk to my client. He came here against my advice. So, let’s come to the point where I tell you why we came here.”
“I know you came to see me,” she cries, reaching out for Bucky’s hand but he slaps her hand away, shaking his head. “Jamie?”
“Never call me like that again,” Bucky narrows his eyes. He clenches his jaw while he fights his instinct to jump over the table and strangle his mother. “From this moment on,” he shakes his head, intensely looking at his mother for a moment,” no, from the moment on you started to hurt Y/N, I’m not your son any longer. Dad will file for divorce and Rebecca even refuses to come here to say goodbye.”
“Mr. Barnes,” Mike places his hand on Bucky’s shoulder to keep his client from doing anything stupid. “We’ve got this. Let us do the rest.”
“Winnifred Barnes, we are here to deliver the divorce papers and inform you that from now on, you are officially forbidden to contact your husband George Barnes, and your children Ms. Rebecca Barnes and Mr. James Buchanan Barnes,” Andy explains to Winnifred.
“Your son, Mr. Barnes, and his fiancé Ms. Y/N Y/L/N will also appear in your trial as co-plaintiffs,” Mike continues. “Mr. Barnes, we’ve got the rest. You should leave now and take care of your lovely fiancé. She will be a beautiful bride.”
“Jamie, no!” Winnifred loses her shit. She jumps up and calls for her son as Bucky gets up from his chair, turns around, and walks toward the door. He doesn’t look back, nor does he regret never seeing his mother again.
“You brought this upon yourself. Dad loved you unconditionally and we did too. If only you could’ve accepted that I love Y/N. She’s a good person, her parents too. I’m sorry you forgot all about us for some boy who died years ago…” Bucky leaves his mother with his lawyers, inhaling sharply the moment the door closes behind him.
“Baby, are you okay,” you hurriedly make your way toward Bucky to wrap him in a hug. “I’m so sorry you had to come here.”
“She—” Bucky’s voice cracks, and for the first time you see your usually strong and confident fiancé break down in your arms. He cries, sniffling as he remembers the moment the Detectives came to your home to tell you what Winnifred had planned for you and his child. “She wanted to kill you and my baby, Y/N. I’ll never be okay.”
“Buck,” holding him as tight as possible you run your hand up and down his back. “I’m here and safe. No one hurt me. It was not a hitman but a cop she tried to hire to kill me. Baby, this is not your fault.”
“It’s my fucking fault for not seeing how awful she was all this time. The moment she didn’t let you sit next to me, I should’ve left with you,” he presses soft kisses to your neck. “I hate her so much for ruining all the good memories I had of her. How could she do such a thing? How?”
“Maybe she needs medical help? She should see a psychologist. We could—”
“No,” Bucky grunts. “I will not help her, doll. The Detectives told me she’s not suffering from mental incapacity. She’s not mentally ill, Y/N. My mother is simply evil.” He’s kissing your temple. “We will not waste another moment on her.”
Whenever you saw yourself getting married you imagined the preparations and your special day would be full of joy, laughter, and love. You never thought there would be a shadow ruining your special day.
Just like now. Natasha, Celia, Rebecca, Wanda, your mother, and you are at the bridal store to find the perfect dress and all you can think about is your fiancé and the sadness in his eyes as his father showed him the signed divorced papers Andy delivered this morning.
Without batting an eyelash Winnifred gave up on her husband and family. From the moment Bucky left the interrogation room, she didn’t talk to anyone.
“I don’t know if we should marry right now,” you sigh deeply. Everyone else is looking at you in adoration as you are wearing the wedding gown of your dreams.
You chose a maternity wedding dress made of flowing silk with a heart-shaped neckline and lace sleeves and back. The lace hugs your shoulders and accentuates the décolleté. It has a long, airy silk skirt that flows gently over your still growing baby bump.
“You look beautiful,” Celia chirps. She says, giving you an encouraging smile as she looks you up and down. “What do you think, Y/N?”
“I don’t…it’s beautiful,” you look at the mirror again, smiling as this is the dress you always dreamed of. You just know it. “This is my dress. It’s just…I’m worried about Bucky. After everything happening it feels wrong that I’m happy. ”
“Bucky is home with dad and the lawyers, Y/N,” Rebeccas jumps up from her seat to grasp for your hands. “He sent me to make sure you are happy today. Don’t worry about my brother. Bucky loves you and wants his girl to have the best day of her life.”
“The best day of my life was the day I met Bucky,” Natasha groans behind your back, but everyone else sighs dreamily. “He makes me so happy.”
“You make my brother happy too. I swear, he never was happier. Now look in the mirror and tell us about the dress again,” you nod.
“This is my dress. I want to walk down the aisle wearing this dress and blow Bucky’s mind,” everyone chuckles at your words. “Now, let’s get this girl a dress, shoes, and everything else…”
“Did you get a dress? Did you have fun? Have you already eaten?” Bucky looks you all over. He sighs as you silently nod. Of course, he already knows you are alright. He made sure that Ari followed your every step today. “Do you need anything?”
“Buck, I’m fine,” you cradle his face with your hands. “Take a deep breath. No one tried to hurt me today. I was with the girls and my mom. And I’m pretty sure our shadow made sure no one got too close to me.”
“Oh—ahem…yeah,” smirking you watch Bucky grovel in front of you. “I hired Ari as your bodyguard. I want to know that you are safe every time I cannot be around. You like him, right?”
“He’s a cool guy,” you shrug as your fiancé’s face darkens. “Not as cool and sexy as you are, Bucky.”
“I hope so,” he huffs, making a face when you tell him that Ari is a good-looking man. “Don’t say things like that. I can’t get jealous right now or I’ll lay claim on you right here, in the middle of the still empty living room.”
“Babe, the furniture will come tomorrow,” pecking his lips you moan as he eagerly shoves his tongue in your mouth. “Bucky, don’t make me weak. We still need to check on so many things. The wedding is in not a month.”
“The dress, is it white, doll?” His eyes drop to your middle and he smirks, knowing you can be a dirty girl too. “I bet it’s white only to drive me crazy. I’ll rip it down your sexy body and make you mine all over again.”
“Buck, I was yours the moment I met you for the very first time,” you kiss him slow and sensual this time. “Only yours, baby. Always and forever.”
“I knew I enchanted you with my good looks,” rolling your eyes you push against his chest. “How about I order food for my best girl, and we spend the first night at our new house in our bedroom?”
“At least we already have the bed,” you grin. “Your girl is tired, hungry, and in need of cuddles.”
“Cuddling, you say…” He holds out his hand to guide you upstairs. “Do you want me to carry you upstairs, doll?” Bucky says lowly. “I can carry you upstairs…”
“Can we talk about your mother?” you carefully approach the sensitive topic. Bucky tried to avoid talking about Winnifred for the better part of three weeks now. “I know this is hard, but we should talk about what will happen now.”
“She will end up in jail,” he gruffly replies. Bucky wraps his arms around you a little tighter to kiss your neck. You’re currently tangled in each other, cuddling on your brand-new bed in your new bedroom at the house he bought for the family you will have. “Andy and Mike will keep us up-to-date.”
“The Detective called a few days ago. It’s not over,” your fiancé sighs against you. “The attorney lawyer will contact us soon enough. I’m afraid to face her in the courtroom, though. What if the jury doesn’t believe us?”
“Then we will make sure they believe us. She won’t get another chance to hurt you or my child,” he sniffles now. “I—can’t believe she wanted to kill my baby and you. How could she? She’s a mother too.”
“Her hatred for me clouded her mind. She couldn’t hurt my mom, so Winnifred tried to get back at her by hurting me. I think your mother truly believes she would’ve done you a favor by getting rid of me,” Bucky shudders at the thought. “I’m here, Buck.”
“I know, doll,” he says. Still, Bucky holds you a little tighter. He clings to you while fighting the tears threatening to fall. “You’re here with me.”
“Do you think we can get happy after everything that happened? I mean, your mother can’t be at your wedding and there is still the court hearing.”
“We will marry and raise our child together. My mother is dead to me, Y/N. I don’t care if she’s at my wedding because I don’t want her anywhere near you, me or my baby. Nothing and no one is going to stop us from spending the rest of our lives together.”
“You are going to sell the house?” watching George look over the contracts in front of him again you sigh. “George, it’s your home.”
“It’s the home I bought and shared with my family. Now it’s only a building, cold and useless. There is no warmth and love inside these walls anymore. I’m going to buy a new house close to you and Bucky.”
“They are selling a house down the street. Rebecca and you could have a look at it tomorrow afternoon,” Bucky suggests. “It would be great having you and Becca around. Y/N’s parents have a townhouse not far away.”
You smile as you watch Bucky talk to his father. Both men lost so much over the last months. George his wife, house, and the life he used to know, and your beloved Bucky lost his mother, and every good memory of his life with her got tainted by Winnifred.
“What do you say, Y/N? Do we want to have them around?” Bucky laughs as you sit on his thigh to glance at the papers on the table. “Doll? Do you want your father-in-law and sister-in-law to move in next to us?”
“Baby, they are not in-laws anymore,” you tut. “George and Becca belong to my family now too. We are not related by blood but formed a strong bond due to Winnifred’s actions. In a way, she helped us get closer…”
>> Part 9
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