Chapter 2: Nightmares or Night Terrors?

~Isabelle's POV~

I was getting ready for bed when me and Bucky came back to the Tower. My room is in between Bucky's and Natasha's room. Wanda's room was across from my room. I got into shorts and a tank top. I still had scars and burn scars almost all over my body. I went to the Common Kitchen and that's how everyone saw my Scars from over the years of torture and abuse. Natasha came over to me and asked how I got so many scars over my body, She didn't know the answer till I told everyone about the torture and abuse I went through by Hydra. Natasha wanted to kick their butts for what they did and I told her that every thing will be ok. I was almost cleared to be able to join on missions. She nodded and I gave her a hug to let her know that I will be ok. She hugs back and I went to my room to go to bed.

As my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light. I layed on my side and sleeps soundly. I knew that nightmares or night terrors will come soon in 20 minutes. I couldn't control my dreams and I knew full well that something will happen soon or later.

~In my nightmares~

I was walking around the Hydra base and it was the one I was in before the Avengers saved me from the other one I was in when I was Sparrow. I was walking past cell after cell. I stopped in front of one cell that had my name on it and I knew that I had to look inside.

The next thing I know it, it was in the arena and I had to fight to stay alive before I was moved to a different Hydra base. I soon realize that I was in the cell where I was chained to the wall and being tortured and getting feed trigger words by an Hydra agent. I noticed Bucky Barnes when he was the winter soldier and I tried calling to him before I was looking around in darkness.

I could feel myself like screaming to get awake.

~End of the nightmare~

I woke up screaming and in cold sweat. Bucky came running in and hugging me so that I calm down. F.R.I.D.A.Y called everyone to the Common living room. Bucky allowed me to be carried on his back. Steve noticed I was shaken up and Wanda came to my side to check what I dreamt about. She soon hugged me after I sat down on the couch. Bucky asked what happened and Wanda spoke for me.

"She had a nightmare about her days in a hydra base before we rescued her. She's shaken up a bit," Wanda said.

"I know what it's like when having nightmares or night terrors," Bucky said, "She'll pull through."

Wanda nodded and Natasha handed me a nice cup of tea. I calmed down and drinks the tea. I told everyone about it and Bucky knew that memory because he was there when it happened. He wanted to help me so badly. The next day, I woke up in the arms of Bucky Barnes. He must've slept with me after I finished my tea from last night. I got up without Bucky waking up and took a shower. I washed away my worries and terror's from last night. I got out and got a towel around my body. I noticed that Bucky woke and noticed me with my towel around my body. I blushed bright red and Bucky looked away.

He said sorry and left my room till I got dressed. I noticed one of Bucky's shirt on my bedroom floor and picked it. I wore skinny jeans and the black button up shirt (Bucky's). When I left my room and Bucky blushed when he saw me in one of the shirts he left in my room. Steve chuckles softly and told me that Bucky might have a crush on me. I blushed softly and smiled. I went to the kitchen, Natasha told me that Bucky stayed with me in my room. I told her that he had a crush on me and we giggled. I wouldn't be any happier with the avengers team.

After a few years of having night terrors and waking the whole team, Tony took the avengers team to the zoo. I hid under a hat and a hoodie. I still caused pain to some of the families that came to this zoo. Bucky got redeemed by the government and the whole world forgave him. For me, I did bad things and hurt a lot of people. One kid noticed me next to Bucky. That kid came over and asked Bucky who I was. The mother of the kid asked the kid to get away from me. I told Bucky that its gonna be hard for me to be forgiven for the horrors I did.