(A/N: The song for this chapter is 'All I Ask' by Adele. We still have a long way to go folks so don't get discouraged!)

At seven o'clock Friday night, James Buchanan Barnes and Darla Lorraine Frederick were at a little chapel down the street from their old apartment. They were standing in front of a priest with their hands joined, staring at the person they both loved the most. Darla still had on her dress from the expo, though Bucky let her borrow his hat and she had pined white mesh to the top of it, using it as a veil. For her bouquet, she had one red rose. Before they left the expo, Steve had stumbled upon them again and was now acting as the lone witness to their union.

Though the wedding was impromptu, Darla could not stop grinning as the priest performed the service. It was taking everything she could to not start crying happy tears. Bucky beamed down at his bride. She looked so beautiful in her makeshift veil, her skin glowing with happiness.

"James Buchanan Barnes," The priest's voice echoed through the chapel, "Do you take Darla Lorraine Frederick for you lawful wedded wife, to live in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor, comfort and cherish her from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto her for as long as you both shall live?"

Bucky's blue eyes shined, "I do." He grinned down at his bride.

The priest then turned to the nurse, "Darla Lorraine Frederick, do you take James Buchanan Barnes for you lawful wedded husband, to live in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor, comfort and cherish him from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto him for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." She whispered to her groom, her eyes on his.

"You may exchange rings now." The priest said, and Bucky nodded, letting go of Darla's hand to take his dog tags off.

"With this ring, eh," Bucky chuckled, and corrected himself, "Chain, I thee wed." He finished, placing the dog tags around his bride's neck.

Darla's face dropped and she bit her lip, "I don't have a ring." She whispered to the priest.

"It is fine my child, only the woman truly needs a ring." The priest assured her with a smile. The copper girl nodded and turned back to Bucky with a smile. "With my love, I thee wed." The nurse improvised.

"By the powers vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss your bride."

Bucky lifted the veil off of her face then grabbed the woman by the waist and dipped her, pressing his lips to hers. The sound of Steve's applause and cheers boomed through the small chapel as the couple kissed like mad.

"Alright, alright." The priest chided, "We're in a church." Darla's face flushed as Bucky sat her up right, his grin wider than the Brooklyn bridge. "Come and sign your marriage certificate children."

With bright eyes and a beaming smile, Bucky signed his name first. 'James Buchanan Barnes'. When he was finished he handed the pen to Darla, his fingers brushing against hers. The copper nurse bit her lip to contain her smile as she signed her new name on the slip of paper. 'Darla Frederick Barnes.' Steve then signed his name on the the witness line before kissing Darla on the cheek and hugging Bucky.

The trio walked out of the chapel, marriage certificate in hand and walked the lit streets of Brooklyn. "The two of ya are finally hitched!" Steve exclaimed with a grin. "Congratulations Mr. and Mrs." The blonde boy chimed as he made a move to leave the couple.

"Where ya goin' Stevie? Ya just as a part of this as us!" Darla pouted, not seeing her husband shake his head behind her.

Steve laughed as Bucky's face but shook his head at Darla. "I'm going home, but I'll see ya later Darla. Be careful Bucky." With a final hug, Steve was on his way home and the newly weds were alone.

Darla yelped as Bucky suddenly lifted her up, her hands going around his neck. "What are ya doin' Jamie?"

"I'm carryin' my wife to the bar we first danced at, what does it look like?" Bucky retorted with a smirk, "We gotta take our newlywed pictures." The copper woman rolled her eyes but giggled nonetheless, letting him carry her. When they arrived to the bar, they went straight for the photobooth. Taking a total of twelve pictures, a strip for each of them, they made their way back to the apartment.

Bucky carried Darla the whole way, pressing constant kisses on her cheeks. Once they were in her room, Bucky stuck a chair under the door and turned the lamp on as Darla laid on the bed.

"Misses Barnes." He nodded to her with a wicked grin, starting to take off his uniform.

"Sergeant Barnes." She retorted, starting to undo her dress. Bucky shook his head at her, "Let me do that, darlin'." The nurse nodded and just watched him get undressed, biting her lip. When Bucky was down to his boxers, he crawled on the double bed towards her, stopping at her legs.

The older boy gingerly removed each of her patent black heels, then kissed the arches of both her feet. He kissed her toes, her ankles, and her knees before going to the other leg. He slowly spread her legs, placing his head between them and nibbled on each of her thighs.

Bucky slowly raised Darla up and undid the belt of her dress, sliding it off of her. She was left in her lingerie set from earlier and her stockings, though Bucky wanted her to keep those on. The Romani man leaned back, his eyes dancing over her body. He let out a low whistle, his blue eyes playful, and smirked up at his bride. "Ya lookin' good Misses Barnes."

Darla smiled shyly, a stark contrast to the deep red she had on, and winked at her husband. She sat up and grabbed his face, pressing her lips to his. "Ya lookin' better Mister Barnes." She muttered on his lips, kissing the indent of his chin. She reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra, slipping it off her shoulders. Bucky's mouth was instantly on her chest, his hand sliding down and rubbing her through her underwear. The nurse's hand reached into her husband's boxers and palmed him, causing the brunette man to groan.

Bucky quickly switched their positions, sitting in front of Darla with his back against the headboard. "Come 'ere." He motioned to her, his boxers now off. The copper woman sat on her husband's lap, slowly sinking down on the sergeant's cock. Bucky's large hands were on Darla's shapely thighs, kneading them as she slowly started to move. Her hands were on his shoulders as she bit her lip at the new sensation. He was going very deep within her and it felt as though he was in her abdomen. Her head lulled back as she started to move faster, her clit brushing against his pubic hair.

Bucky watched his wife in amazement, pressing his lips against her bared neck. Feeling a sudden burst of pleasure, he accidently thrusted up into her sharply, making her gasp. "Sorry." He muttered, but his wife shook her head. "Do it again Jamie." She whimpered out, causing him to groan at her plead. He obeyed her wish and repeated the action, again and again.

Darla's nails dug into Bucky's shoulders, though he found the pain pleasurable. The copper nurse tried to match her husband's pace with her hips, but her legs started to buckle. Bucky's jaw clenched as he felt her tighten around him and the pads of his fingers dug into his wife's thighs. "Ya like that darlin'?" He muttered, his blue eyes trained on her fluttering ones. Darla nodded, biting her lip to keep her moans in. Not satisfied with her answer, Bucky landed a sharp slap to her bottom. Darla jumped and let out a loud moan, burying her face in her husband's neck. "Use your words Darla."

"Yes!" She replied loudly into his neck, "I love it Jamie." Her thighs were burning but she did not feel any pain, only sharp bursts of pleasure. It only took minutes for the both of them to cum, breathing harshly on each other. After the marriage was consummated, the newlywed couple laid in bed, arms wrapped around each other.

"Rosie sure seems happy." Bucky muttered, his fingers trailing up and down Darla's arm.

Darla nodded, her fingers playing with Bucky's other hand. "Yeah, her and Abe are supposed ta' get married in May; my little niece is due in June."

Bucky chuckled, his chest vibrating against Darla's ear. "How do ya know it's a girl?"

"Woman's intuition."

The sergeant laughed louder and shook his head. He pecked his wife's forehead, "Imma buy ya a ring, dimple. I swear."

Darla shrugged a yawn emitting from her mouth. She closed her eyes and replied sleepily, "Ya don't have to Jamie. I'm happy just knowin' ya love me."

"I do." Bucky assured her, though it fell onto deaf ears as Darla had fallen asleep. The Romani boy pressed a kiss to her hair and glared into the darkness with a frown. He just got back and he would have to leave her again, though this time he was leaving a wife and not a sweetheart. He clenched his jaw. It wasn't fair. He was one of the lucky people to have found his soulmate and he would be away from her for most of his life. What a cruel trick for God to play.

Bucky stayed up all night clutching Darla to his chest, scared of letting her go. At five in the morning, he got up from the bed and got dressed, tucking Darla in. He pressed a kiss on her forehead before heading out, wanting to do one last thing for her before he left. Within thirty minutes he was back home with a note, a flower and a gift. He arranged all of these things on her night stand, before placing one last kiss on her lips. Then he was gone.

Darla woke up at ten in the morning to an empty bed. Tears slipped out of her eyes before she could stop them. Sitting up in her bed, she looked on her nightstand to find a few gifts.

Her photostrip from last night, her white mesh veil, a white rose and a sterling silver ring were all placed around a white piece of paper. The nurse picked up the note and it read:

'Dear Darla Dimple,

I wanted ta' leave ya a note to remind ya that ya made the biggest mistake a' ya life last night by marryin' a schmuck like me.

I love ya Misses Barnes,

Jamie

PS. I hope you like the ring.'