Bucky guided Micky to his room, once they were alone, he turned to him a sighed.
“In my defense, I called Peter, not Derek.” She said.
“And why did you call them at all?” Bucky asked.
“Because I knew we might need help.” Micky said simply.
“And why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t know I had to tell you everything I did.” Micky said defensively, getting a little bit angry.
“Did you tell anyone at all?” Bucky exclaimed.
“It was a thought of a moment, I didn’t know I needed everyone’s approval to ask for help.” Micky said opening her arms to her sides in exasperation.
“Was there a reason for not telling us?” Bucky asked directly. Micky looked away.
“No.” She said. “It was just an idea of the moment.”
Bucky took a deep breath. He grabbed Micky’s chin and made her look at him. He studi
