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Chapter 25

I Do

Typically, it was a very normal thing for Anna to question whether or not she should be doing a articular something. A particular something such as a plan for a mission, motives behind her staying with SHIELD, and most of all, her relationship with one particular Unites States soldier with killer blue eyes.

It would've been normal for her to wonder if what she was doing was smart, if this was really the best thing to be doing when there was so much at risk. Was she taking away from time from work? Was she doing more damage to Bucky than good? Was she making him happy? Was she doing more harm to herself than good? What was she going to do when all of this ended with the inevitable death of the Sergeant? What was she eventually going to tell Steve? Was she going to be able to tell him that she did it to make Bucky's life as fulfilling as possible, or was she going to say that yes, she let him die when she knew he was going to eventually anyway?

Most of all, she should've been questioning whether or not going through with the wedding was really such a smart idea. Anna had said yes because it would make Bucky happy, and honestly, Bucky made her happy. Yes, Steve and Peggy, and Tucker were her friends, even the Commandos, but there was just something so different about this relationship. Yes, they made her happy, but they weren't her happiness. Bucky was her happiness in this hell. But there wasn't always going to be a Bucky.

As much as she hated it, Bucky was going to die, and there wasn't anything she could do to stop it. She could tell Steve that something was going to happen in the near future, but how would she make that convincing without giving away too much information, or making herself seem crazier than they already thought she was? And even if he did somehow believe her, there wasn't any way Bucky would leave. And as much as she hated to admit it, they needed him there on the front. Most of all, she had no idea how it actually happened to begin with.

But oddly enough, as Peggy and Anna walked into the small courthouse they managed to find on such short notice, with Anna dressed up in something they found in one of the abandoned houses in town, and all made up under Peggy's insistence, she wasn't questioning anything. Despite the fact that she probably should've been questioning every single decision she was making, she wasn't.

Anna was going to do this. She told Bucky she'd marry him, and that was exactly what she was going to do. There were no if, ands, or buts about it. It was really the only decision she's ever made that she's never fully questioned.

Whether or not that was a good thing was completely up for debate, but she wasn't going to sit there and argue points.

Bucky and Steve were standing in front of what looked like the only remaining priest in the area. Anna had never been a religious person, and to be transparently honest, she had no idea if Bucky was either, but Steve was, and he was the one that managed to find the guy, and they managed to find paperwork to legitimately marry one another.

It was a small gathering, just the priest, Anna and Bucky, and Steve and Peggy. It wouldn't have been too troublesome to have the Commandos there, but this was something Anna needed. Bucky didn't seem to argue with the fact either. He didn't question it. In fact, he brought the subject of even keeping their marriage a secret from everyone but the people present. That way it wouldn't cause any trouble between anyone else, especially Philips.

Neither Peggy nor Steve protested.

The second she walked into the room with Peggy, Anna froze midstep. It had been quite some time since Anna had seen Bucky all clean shaven and dressed to the nines in his army uniform (instead of his signature blue jacket). He looked a lot like the young man she had met back in New York, just with more history and emotion behind those blue eyes she loved to stare into so much.

Honestly, she wouldn't take him any other way.

After staring at him for far longer than she probably should've, Anna moved forward and stopped at her rightful place beside him. He smiles down at her softly, eyes staring into her own.

"Anna," he said gently.

"Bucky," she greeted back.

The ceremony itself didn't take long. It was strictly traditional: repeating the words the priest gave them, exchanging of rings, the kiss, and signing the paperwork. Drinks and dinner after were planned with the maid of honor and the best man, but before departing, Bucky pulled Anna back and let Steve and Peggy go ahead.

"Is something wrong?" Anna asked.

"Nothing at all, Mrs. Barnes," he said with a smirk.

Anna rolled her eyes, but there was s smile on her face to let him know she really did like hearing that. "So why aren't we going to dinner then, Husband?"

"Just figured we needed a moment alone as a married couple," he muttered as she moved forward. He took hold of her face, one hand on her cheek, while the other was partially on her neck and behind her head so that the "L" junction of his thumb and pointer finger outlined the front part of her ear. Bucky held her still as he moved in and kissed her.

Anna had always recalled the kisses that really meant something when Bucky kissed her, and each one was better than the last especially when there was a specific emotion or meaning behind it. This kiss was nothing like any other kiss she had ever had before. Not even the kiss after they said "Kiss the Bride."

This kiss made her knees go weak, her head feel light, and her stomach flip. Her hands went to his wrists just so she could grab hold of something to ground herself.

Bucky pulled back, his smirk firmly in place. He was enjoying the completely dazed and lustful look that he left on her face.

"You, honey, are so not fair," Anna muttered, nuzzling her face into his hand.

"It's only not fair if I don't plan to follow through with it later," Bucky said. "And I definitely plan to follow through…"

It had been a while since he earned such a deep blush on her cheek.

"You know, I've always thought the vows are...impersonal," Anna admitted. "They important, yes, but-"

"You've lost me, Doll," Bucky said.

"My point is…" she muttered, trying to find the words to go along with what she wanted to say. "My whole life, there's only been a handful of people that I've trusted. For me, there are certain things that people need to show me before I can trust them. Only trust someone who can see three things in me: the sorrow behind my smile, the love behind my anger, and the reason behind my silence.

"You have managed to do all that, Bucky, and so much more," she explained. "I've never had anything like this before, and I'm going to make sure that I can keep this as long as I can. I need you, and I need to do everything I can to make you as happy as you can be. Because when you're happy, I'm happy. I'm more than happy, Bucky."

Bucky pulled her tightly against his chest and refused to let her go. "You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that," he told her. "I never thought...I dreamed about finding someone like you, but I never…"

"Hey." Anna reached up and tilted his head down to look at her. "I know. I get it. You don't have to say anything."

"No, I do," Bucky said. "You just spilled your feelings out to me, now it's my turn. I think you've saved my life, Anna. Before, the only real purpose I've had was taking care of Steve. Now I just have his back since he can take care of himself, but he's not always going to need me. I never knew what I was going to do after Steve didn't need me anymore, and then you came along, and now I know I'll be okay. Not because I can take care of you, because you don't need it, but because I have you to support me in anything...in everything. You are my life now, Anna. My wife, my life."

"I like that," Anna admitted. "My wife, my life…"

"Well, it's true," he said, kissing her forehead.

"I love you, Anna."

"I love you too, Bucky."

I don't know if my writers block is over or not (seeing as I actually wrote this chapter today in one of my classes when I probably shouldn't have, and on today that it's supposed to go up, and I've only written this one so far), but a chapter is a chapter and I tried my best to get it out to you guys. I really hope you guys liked it. It flowed from my mind onto paper very easily, but idk how well the emotion comes through, and if you guys even liked the way it turned out. I really hope you guys like it though, seeing as this is a very important event in the story. Though I am sorry that it's not a very long chapter. Anyway, please let me know what you guys thought on the chapter.

Thanks to the following for their reviews on the previous chapter:

zikashigaku- I have a specific plan in mind with the videos planned for later, but it's not exactly the way you're picturing it. I do hope you enjoyed the wedding surprise.

Jedi Jelsa777- Mmmmaaaaybeeeee. lol Nobody is safe from this writer...unless it's something Canon. I won't kill living characters in the MCU. I try to stick as close to the script as I can for EVERYTHING. (Which is hard for when Steve and Sharon kiss, but I already have that covered.) Hope you enjoyed Anna confessing her feelings to Bucky. It's kinda hard to have a wedding in the middle of a war...

abstract0118- I'm glad you liked it!

Shizzlethis1- Please don't cry! Or cry! That works too! Hope you liked the chapter. And the videos will continue and I have a plan for them for later, so they're not pointless, I promise.