Run Away

Ch 17

"Bucky!" Bucky turned around to the sound of the voice. All he saw was black

"Buck, help" another voice yelled, this time a male. Bucky ran towards the voice. There was a door, he pushed it open. Steve, the man in the bridge, Captain America, he was there being pulled to the darkness by black arms "Bucky, help me!" He yelled. Bucky watched with wide eyes not knowing what to do "Please, you're my friend" he pleaded

Bucky reacted instantly and ran towards him. He tried to grab him, but right before he reached him, Steve was pulled by the black arms into darkness, letting out a yell of despair. Bucky stayed frozen with wide eyes. I failed him. He kept thinking

"Bucky!" There it was, the girl's voice calling him again. He turned around. Mikeyla was there, but she was being held by him, no, no it wasn't him, it was the winter soldier. Bucky tried to move but he was frozen in his place

"Kill her" "She's a weakness" "Your new target" "Finish your mission" Different voices kept telling him

"NO!" Bucky yelled "Don't hurt her!" He yelled at his alter ego

The Winter Soldier turned Micky around to face him. She was so scared. The Winter Soldier grabbed her by the throat with his metal arm and pulled out a gun his her right hand and aimed it at her

"Bucky, please. I'm your friend" Micky sobbed talking to the Winter Soldier

"You're my mission" the Winter Soldier told her

"NO!" Bucky yelled, but it was too late, the gun had gone off and Micky's body fell

Bucky suddenly wasn't a spectator, he was inside the Winter Soldier's body, his own body. He looked down ad Mikeyla's dead body, her lifeless eyes open towards him. He looked at the gun in his hand and threw it away before kneeling in front of Micky's body

"No, no, no, no, no" he repeated shaking his head. Tears forming in his eyes "No, no, please, not you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry"

"You killed me" Mikeyla's voice sounded, but her lips didn't move "I trusted you"

"I'm sorry, please Micky, I'm sorry"

"Sorry doesn't make it up"

"I'm sorry, please, Micky, I'm so sorry. Please. Micky!"

Bucky sat up abruptly panting with a thin layer of sweat in his forehead. Micky woke up in consequence and sat up too

"Bucky?" She asked in a sleepy voice. Bucky turned to her and instantly hugged her tight, a couple tears escaping his eyes

"You were dead" he said against Micky's shoulder. Micky hugged him back

"It was a nightmare, Buck" she said softly "I'm fine. I'm here"

"I'm sorry" he muttered

"Don't apologize, Buck" she said pulling away softly and offering him a kind smile "Let's go back to sleep, yeah?" Bucky nodded. The both of them laid back in the bed

"Can I hold you?" He asked. Micky smiled and the darkness didn't reveal her blush

"Of course" she said turning around

They spooned and Micky slept instantly. Bucky stayed awake some minutes, his eyes adjusted to the darkness and he could see Micky's hair and part of her face. He started running his fingers through her hair, she hummed in comfort in her sleep and Bucky couldn't help but smile. He hugged her closer to him, being careful not to crush her, and fell back to a dreamless sleep

***

Micky woke up first in the morning. She felt a weight in her waist, Bucky's right arm was lazily across her waist and his left arm under the pillows, she felt warm and didn't want to get up, she closed her eyes and smiled enjoying the warmth. That was until she heard footsteps and she remembered the werewolves in her apartment, she frowned knowing she had to get up, but she didn't want to wake Bucky up. She slowly tried to slide away, but, much to her surprise, Bucky held he tighter

"Mine" he muttered in his sleep. Micky's face turned red and she was glad no one could see it. She tried again but Bucky wouldn't let go. Finally she gave up and cuddled closer, she turned around to see his peaceful face. Slowly she brought up her hand and brushed away some of the hair that fell in his face. Bucky smiled in his sleep and got more comfortable in the bed. Slowly he started to wake up, his blue eyes opened and he looked at Micky who smiled back at him

"Good morning, sleeping beauty" she said playfully. Bucky looked at their position and panicked, losing his smile. He unwrapped his arms from around her and slid away

"I'm sorry, that was so inappropriate" he apologized

"Don't worry" she said with a chuckle "it was comfortable, how did you sleep?" She asked

"After the nightmare?... pretty good actually" Bucky said

"I'm glad to hear that" she said "I'll make breakfast. You don't have to get up yet" she stood up and left the room

Bucky sat in the bed and stared at the door. Micky was all he thought about. He liked spending time with her, he liked having her attention, he liked dancing with her, he liked being part of her life, having her in his arms... he liked her, not just as a good friend but more. He smiled when she smiled, she managed to make him laugh, she reintegrated him to society slowly, she never pushed him... he liked her a lot, maybe just a little bit too much.

Walking outside, he got to the kitchen and saw Micky making scrambled eggs

"Does scrambled eggs sandwiches sound good to you?" She asked nervously

"Sounds great" Bucky encouraged and Micky gave a relieved smile. Bucky toasted the bread and then Micky put the eggs in between

"I'll bring Derek his. I think he'll be able to move now" she said taking a plate and walking to the living room "Brought you breakfast" she said and handed it to him. Derek sat up and took it

"Thank you"

"What about me?" Peter asked

"You're not injured. Go to the kitchen" Peter rolled his eyes and did as told. Micky sat next to Derek "How's the injury?"

"Healing" Derek answered "I'll be fine in a couple of hours"

"Let me see" Derek lifted part of his shirt and Micky inspectional the injury, it was almost healed, she reached and touched it to make sure. Derek watched her moves intently "Don't do that"

"Do what?" He asked

"Look at me like you actually care about me"

"I care about you, Mikeyla" Derek said caressing her cheek. Mikeyla didn't move

From the kitchen, Bucky watched with a set jaw

"You reek of jealousy, buddy. Literally, werewolves can smell the chemo signals" Peter said coming to stand next to him

"Were they...?" He asked

"Oh yeah, for almost a year. They were pretty happy" Peter answered taking a bite from his sandwich

"What happened?" Bucky asked

"My i***t of a nephew cheated on her. He admitted it and apologized so much. Left like a dozen of roses at her house, wrote a letter and tried calling her. That was until he evolved and decided to distract himself by finding out more about our family. She never forgave him" Peter said

Bucky looked back, Mikeyla had moved her face away from Derek's touch

"No, you don't. If you cared you wouldn't have cheated on me"

"Breaden was a mistake" Derek said with regret

"A repetitive mistake. Two weeks of sleeping with her without telling anything to me. Just because I didn't want to have s*x with you"

"It wasn't that" Derek said. Micky rose a disbelieving eyebrow "Breaden just... she was just... there in a particular moment"

"You wanted to get laid, we had argued, so you just slept with her" she said

"It was stupid of me, I know. I apologized so many times, Mik. I... I think I still love you"

"You can't still love me if you never did" Micky said. Derek opened his mouth to reply but she stopped him by raising her hand in front of him "Listen, it doesn't matter. What we had will no longer be. Just finish breakfast and heal so you can leave" with that, she stood up and left him by himself.