Hey! Sorry I'm posting so late, and sorry it's so short, but it's been a bit of a rough week and I just couldn't find the energy to write
This is part one of a two chapter bit in here, chapter two of it will be longer and (hopefully) on time
Disclaimer: don't own characters, or a dog (single tear)
Bucky had been sitting on the roof for two hours now. There was a landing pad for the plane up there, and Steve, Wanda, and Natasha were supposed to return at some point today. The doctors had given the small animal clearance to walk on its own, so he let it walk around the roof while he waited, as long as it stayed within reach, which it did. The brace on its leg prevented the small animal from bending its leg, so whenever it walked the leg swung out to one side to accommodate the injury.
He still felt small pangs of guilt every time he heard the quiet thunk of the brace on the ground, but the small animal didn't seem to blame him for the injury, and both Steve and Wanda had assured him the damage wasn't his fault, so they passed by without much effect.
He heard the plane coming before he saw it, and quickly picked up the small animal and got to his feet.
The plane landed exactly where he had expected it to, and he set the small animal back down next to him as the ramp lowered. It walked to the ramp as quickly as it could given the brace on its leg to meet Wanda, who was walking down the ramp, and barked happily at the sight of her.
He could tell Wanda wasn't expecting to see them from the surprised smile on her face, and she knelt down and picked up the small animal for a hug. It licked her face eagerly, and she smiled a little more before setting it down again.
She was on Bucky in seconds, and if he had been less prepared the force of her hug would have knocked him over. He hugged her back tightly and rememorized how it felt to have her there. Two days only consisted of 2880 minutes, but it felt like much longer since he had seen her.
"Did your training mission go well?" He asked, unsure whether her enthusiasm was left over from a success or relief to be home after a failure.
She nodded into his shoulder as he saw Natasha come out of the plane, and he held her a little closer instinctively.
"You should be proud, she used some of the tricks you taught her. Passed the tests we gave her with flying colours." Natasha informed him, and he slowly nodded. She could tell he wasn't comfortable with her there, and he could see it on her face as she nodded to Wanda and left. Bucky didn't let go of her until Natasha was gone.
"You used some of the tricks I taught you?"
She nodded. "I needed a security pass to get into the building." She mimed stealing a pass out of someone's pocket. "No problem."
"I'm glad I helped." Bucky was a little proud that he had helped her pass her tests.
Steve came into view holding the small animal and rubbing it gently, having most likely picked it up when it wandered inside the plane curiously. He handed it to Wanda before he and Bucky mutually hugged one another.
"How'd things go back here?" Steve asked him, and underneath the general happiness of being back home he could feel the concern still.
"They didn't go badly. I visited Banner in his lab, he explained touch screens to me, and he gave me a tablet. The small dog got clearance to walk on its own." Bucky summed up for Steve, who nodded.
"Glad to hear it."
They all went inside, and Wanda excitedly told him about the training mission. Wanda was mostly excited about New York, which she had seen briefly out the plane window on the way back, though she was disappointed about not seeing any of it from the ground. Steve meanwhile told him the technical details of the mission, where they went, what they did. Bucky explained in more detail what had happened while they were gone, which mostly consisted of his visit with Banner.
They ended up in his room, moving on to sharing memories of his and Steve's time in Brooklyn, which Wanda enjoyed listening to. He sat on his desk, Wanda sat on the corner of his bed, and Steve sat in the chair, forming a triangle in which the small animal alternated between roaming and curling up in people's laps for the duration of time they would rub its head.
The small animal finished in Bucky's lap as Steve and Wanda left to go eat and debrief others.
Bucky rubbed its head calmly, both grateful that Steve and Wanda were back and glad they had given him some peace and quiet. He had begun getting used to the relative silence their absence had afforded him.
He eventually noticed it starting to get dark and got a shower like every night.
Tonight he had an idea.
He got out, dried off, got dressed, knelt in front of the small animal on the bed, and explained his plan. It listened to him calmly, tail swaying back and forth a little.
"You have to stay here though. Is that okay?" He asked it gently.
The small animal sat down and licked his nose, and he smiled a little and hugged it gently.
"I promise it won't be long."
He got up and went to Wanda's room. It was close to 10 now, and she was on her bed brushing her hair as usual with the lights dimmed.
He sat in front of her and took the brush, and she saw the different look in his eyes.
"Bucky, what's going on?" She asked with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.
He smiled a little. "Prison break. You're seeing New York."
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As you can probably tell, next chapter is pretty darn planned, but there is plenty room in both it and the future for suggestions, so let me know what you wanna see and I'll do what I can