Hello, I hope everyone is OK I know it's been a couple weeks. AN at the end. Usual disclaimer applies, not my characters, only OC's. No money being made, just for fun.
Chapter 45: The Orange Flyer
Bucky runs down a final two steps and swings the door open, looking out across the Stark lobby. Taking a deep breath, he marches for the front desk with a clipboard. He grumbles to himself, he hates it down there, visitors staring his way, staff gawping at him. He looks up just in time to spot Amelia stood opposite Rosie, who is sat in the middle of the lobby floor. Bucky pauses at the scene, looking around quickly for Andi. Rosie has her arms crossed and she spins on her behind, her back defiantly facing her mother. Amelia pleads desperately with her and looks around anxiously, employees giggling and watching as they leave for the night.
Bucky stops, forgetting why he came down there in the first place, eyeing the pair. Amelia crouches down beside her daughter and whispers something comfortingly, rubbing her back, but Rosie just shuffles further away. Amelia stands and wipes her forehead in despair. Bucky decides to head over and as he closes in he hears an exasperated Amelia beg, 'Rosie, he is not here, we need to go home. It's getting late.' Rosie huffs and folds her arms. 'You lie mommy, you lie to me.' Amelia looks up at the ceiling and then makes eye contact with one very interested employee, snarling her lip and asking 'what?! Think you could do better?'
Bucky is surprised by Amelia's harassed tone. She sighs and pleads 'Steve is working, he can't see you right now. Please? Mommy will make you something nice for dinner, let's go.' Rosie sniffs and wipes her nose, 'mommy, why are you hiding Stevie?' Bucky winces and creeps up to Amelia, making her jump, he asks 'everything ok?' Amelia relaxes and sighs, just waving a hand at her stubborn daughter's back. Bucky nods in understanding and tilts his head to the stairs, Amelia knows what he is trying to tell her and she shakes her head briskly, mouthing 'no way!'
She tries one last time with her little girl, 'Rosie, he is working and very busy, you know this.' Rosie's voice is wobbly and she sounds teary, 'he must be sad, I'm sad without him, mommy. Please!'
Amelia's heart breaks and she looks at Bucky with wide helpless eyes, sighing 'fine, but I am staying here, I don't want to see him.' Bucky hesitates before he squeezes her arm and steps in quietly to the little girl. He bends down in front of her. Rosie's head is buried in her hands and she is shaking lightly with tears. He takes a deep breath, suddenly thinking this might be a mistake. 'Hey, hey, what's wrong Rosalyn?' Rosie drops her hands and smiles at Bucky, but quickly recovers her face and cries harder 'I want to see Stevie and mommy won't let me.' Bucky hesitates but then pulls her small hands away from her face and stares at her red, puffy eyes. Colleagues gasping as they walk by. 'Your mother does what's best for you, she is right, Steve is busy working.' Rosie looks like she's about to cry again, her lip wobbling and her eyes dropping. Bucky continues, 'but… I just had a message and Stevie just got home, he's upstairs.' Rosie gasps and turns to her mom, 'see mommy, see, he's here, he's back, he came back for me.' Amelia tries her best to look excited, if only her daughter knew the extent and irony of her words. Rosie looks at Bucky, wiping her face frantically, 'we go now? Bucky, you take me?' She asks excitedly, he glances to Amelia and she half nods, waving her hands, 'whatever.' Bucky turns to her, Amelia queries, 'you're sure you are ok with this? She's a handful.' Bucky starts to feel doubt creeping in and quickly shakes it off, sizing up the small human, muttering 'it's fine. She's fine.' Amelia huffs, 'I meant you!'
Rosie struggles to stand, slipping on her dress and tears still rolling down her face. She reaches out her hand to Bucky and he stares at it before he finally takes it lightly in his flesh one. She looks back to Amelia, waving her other hand and Bucky explains 'mommy wants to wait here… ummm with the fish, we will go and see Steve.' Rosie nods in affirmation and waves goodbye to Amelia, not even looking back as she tugs Bucky to the doors. Bucky keeps looking back, Amelia relaxed and reading a magazine. The staff at the desk look far more concerned that her child just left with Sargent Barnes.
Bucky escorts Rosie up in the elevator and she talks all the way there about Steve, missing Steve, Steve's car, Steve's hair, she distracts to Mr Goose, but goes back to Steve, Steve's jokes and more Steve. Bucky smiles at her sadly and thinks how unfair it is that she is caught in the middle.
When they arrive on the floor, it's quiet and Bucky takes a deep breath before he picks Rosie up, she cheers and giggles and pulls his floppy hair playfully. He smiles at the little girl, full of innocence and happiness, every time he interacts with her he puts himself through an emotional trial, creating a pro and cons list, just like his therapist said. But he's decided he's the best version of himself around her, he has to be. Rosie on the other hand, doesn't bat an eyelid, happy to be carried, happy to be loved and happy to be part of something. 'Let's hope this is ok,' Bucky mutters to himself. He places her down and she starts to run and call 'Stevie!' Bucky jogs after her, she's a flight risk alright.
He tells her to shush and places a finger to his lips, she complies and giggles behind both hands. He picks her back up and walks quickly to Steve's door, placing her down again and begging her too stay like a puppy. He encourages her to tuck around behind the wall. He bends down beside her, 'think you can hide?' She nods dramatically, taking it very seriously. 'You must be quiet, or it won't be a surprise.' Bucky nods at her and stands to knock gently. There's no response and he tries again, a little louder.
'Not now, Buck, it's been a long day.' Bucky scratches his head, not the answer he was expecting. Bucky waves Rosie over and helps her make a fist and encourages her to knock, she does so and then darts away, hiding and giggling again. The door eventually opens and Steve does look tired, he asks 'what is it?' Bucky smiles coyly at him, 'I just found something, that you've been missing.' Steve looks at Bucky and wipes his eyes in exhaustion. For a moment he looks like he might shut the door but then a little voice shouts 'boo!' and Rosie springs into view. She calls his name and runs and jumps for him, screaming 'yay!' He catches her in his arms and looks at Bucky questioningly and in surprise, shaking his head in pure confusion. He forgets his shock quickly as she giggles into his shoulder, he hugs her close, standing with her safely in his arms. He looks a little wet eyed and Bucky slowly steps out, giving Steve time.
Rosie pulls back and slaps both hands on Steve's cheeks, 'where have you been, Stevie?' He smiles sadly and drops his head, she taps the top and grins, 'I missed you.' Steve squeezes her and tells her, 'I miss you too, so much.' He walks her to the couch and lowers her down to sit beside him. She climbs onto his thigh and he stares guiltily at her pink cast. 'I have a new bedroom.' Steve feigns surprise and she explains 'it's yellow, like the sun.' Steve nods, straightening the strap of her pinafore and gently removing a trapped curl. Rosie shakes her hair carelessly and grins at him, clasping her hands together. Steve watches as her cast makes it difficult, but she's undeterred.
'I had a crash' she explains waving her damaged arm. Steve looks at her, 'are you doing ok?' Rosie nods, 'I was a brave girl, mommy says. Mommy is with the fishys. Bucky said come but she said no!' Steve tries to ignore that sting and strokes her curls as she continues 'everyone wrote on me.' He looks closely at her cast and can see lots of signatures, including Dana and Peter. He sighs thinking that they would have visited after the accident, wondering what Amelia would have told them. He can see Bucky's name, Tony, Natasha, Clint, Bruce and he questions when they actually do any work.
Then he can see Andi's poor drawings and Amelia's scrawl, circled with hearts. Rosie gasps, 'you must write!' She looks around and shouts 'Bucky, Bucky, get the pen. Bucky, the pen!' He agrees from the hallway and Steve rolls his eyes, that his best friend is monitoring them. Rosie pulls on Steve's nose and giggles, 'mommy says I can have a kitty one day.' Steve listens with interest and reminds himself, that it's not appropriate to use Rosie for information. Bucky appears with a marker and Steve accepts it, with a dry thanks. Bucky just shrugs at him and retreats again. Steve carefully signs the cast, leaning back and staring at his message. 'Read it to me, please?' Steve picks her arm up and reads 'to sweet Rosie, you're so brave. All my love, Steve.' Rosie blushes and plays with her fingers, 'that's nice,' she says to herself, swinging her legs. 'Will you have dinner with me?' Steve offers her a sad smile, her curls bouncing beside him, 'I wish I could, but I have to work.' Steve looks up at the door, Bucky looks over his shoulder and they share a glance.
FRIDAY announces a Miss Miller arriving on the floor and Steve holds his breath. Bucky steps away from the room and Steve hears Andi's voice, only feeling disappointed. 'Hey good looking, where's my niece?' Rosie looks scared and grips Steve's shirt, 'I don't want you to go again.' Steve looks down at her and feels terrible, feeling as if this is on his doing. 'It won't be for long, you need to go, you must be hungry.' Andi appears at the doorway and waves to Rosie, before scowling at Steve, 'time to go, little girl, mommy's waiting and I am starvingggg.' Rosie shakes her head and looks back at Steve. She stares at him and presses the buttons of his shirt, 'promise you'll come back?' Steve hugs her close and kisses her head. 'I promise.' Andi watches sadly and suddenly feels bad for taking her away. Steve's eyes look red and she's never seen him so choked up. She steps back into the hall and chats with Bucky, occasionally looking into Steve's room.
Andi asks Bucky how his day is going and he nods, explaining, until she puts a finger to her lips. She listens to Rosie and Steve, 'I've got to go now...' Rosie sniffs, 'don't forget me.' Steve promises, 'that, Rosalyn, would be impossible.'Andi bobs her head, trying to suppress a flash of emotion, biting her lip and staring at the carpet.'Be good for your mom, she does everything because she loves you, more than anything.'Andi covers her mouth, looking at Bucky. His head is tilted, he looks sad but says nothing, also looking at the floor. 'I'll be back tomorrow,' her small voice promises. 'Your Mom will be missing you, best get back down there.'
Andi shakes her face of tears and as she goes to head back in, Steve appears, armed with Rosie. She is weeping lightly and Andi tilts her head, accepting the little girl. Rosie climbs across to her auntie, who rests her chin on top of Rosie's hair and looks down at her, 'come on, it's mac and cheese night, remember?' Rosie brightens a little, but waves solemnly at Steve. 'Don't forget,' she reminds him sadly. He nods and forces his hands into his pockets. Bucky pushes off the wall, ready to wave them goodbye.
Suddenly Rosie lights up with an idea, 'come with me?' Steve shakes his head and hesitates. 'Bucky too!' she calls with a giggle. Andi shrugs at them, 'stay out of view and it's fine by me. Just to the lobby, of course.'
In the elevator, Andi drops Rosie to the ground, 'shame there's no music, this would be a little less awkward,' she jests, looking across at the two super soldiers. As if she heard her aunt, Rosie starts to talk about the toys at nursery, running around the small space and grabbing Steve's knees.
When the elevator arrives in the lobby, Rosie sprints out and the three watch as she hurtles towards her mother. 'Sorry, boys, looks like she has a better offer.' Steve looks on as Rosie skids into her mom, Amelia is reading a magazine and looks up surprised, clutching the little girl in an embrace and kissing the top of her head. Steve bites his gum and nods a little, pleased to see that she at least looks happier than the other night. They look like they are having fun and Amelia pulls her close into a hug, kissing her cheek.
Andi squeezes Bucky's hand, 'see you at home?' Bucky side eyes a solemn Steve and then answers, 'maybe not tonight.' Andi looks back at Steve and offers a strained smile, she wanders off, blowing Bucky a kiss. She catches up with Amelia, who is now stood, holding Rosie, blowing on her hair and making funny faces. Steve watches sadly, kicking the ground and wishing he was with them. Part of him hoping Amelia will look up and see him, wave and smile, the other part is terrified she might see him and shout again or storm off.
Andi walks beside Amelia and rests her head on her shoulder. As the three leave, Rosie spots him over her mom's shoulder and waves until she's no longer in view. Bucky stares after them, turning to Steve, 'you know her arm isn't your fault, right?' Steve just sighs, Bucky lightly pats his back and suggests dinner, Steve turns to him, 'how are you the one in a functional relationship?' Bucky shrugs and chuckles at his friend, 'who knows, come on, I'm hungry.'
…..
On a Thursday, Andi waits in a Stark Tower hallway eagerly, she's holding a piece of orange paper and scuffing her shoe. The conference room next to her livens with chatter and people start to leave the meeting. Bucky comes out with his head in some documents and Andi walks up beside him. 'Sargent Barnes, how are you doing today?' She's formal, but cheeky, despite no need to be, no one cares, it's Steve that everyone is talking about. He smiles, 'I'm well, thank you, Agent Miller.' She laughs, 'it's Andrea Miller, actually' Bucky considers this, 'hmm, it should be Agent, you are very good under the covers.' Andi laughs loudly and grabs his arm, 'good effort, Barnes and it's only nine thirty. Kudos to you.' He smiles at her and they stroll down the hall, 'how's things?' He asks seriously, looking over at her. 'Better, more settled. Is he back?' Bucky shakes his head, 'today, apparently.'
Andi waves her hand, 'no more Steve talk. Anyway, look at this! I booked us tickets, say we can go!' Bucky looks at her sceptically, 'to what? Well, you booked tickets, so you're going at least…' He looks down at a flyer for a vintage night, he reads 'forties style party, with authentic music and entertainment. Doll, I lived it, so how authentic can it be?' Andi giggles, 'well, I didn't and it's a costume party, which I love. Look, I persuaded Amelia to go and this is our first night out in forever, well since New Year's. Natasha is going to watch Rosie, so, please?' She whines and flutters her eye lashes. He looks at her, 'you went out last week, remember? The bar?' Andi laughs recalling it, 'yes, but Mia doesn't, too drunk, so…'
Bucky eyes her, admiring her technique and her round, sparkling eyes, he pictures his therapist try something new. 'Fine, I guess it could be fun.' Andi jumps a little, 'Yes! Dress up, no excuses, I love a man in uniform.' She turns to leave, 'oh hey.' She starts, turning back and he panics thinking this is it, when she mentions the love comment. Or takes it back, that causes a pang in his chest and he tries not to over think that part.
'Do you think Amelia will be ok? Just the three of us? Is it weird?' Bucky sighs out, 'it will be fine, I can manage two dates, no question.' Andi grins at him, 'naughty boy, gotta go, got a meeting with… umm, someone? Dunno who. I'll see you at dinner? Speaking of… one of these days, you need to take me out for an actual dinner date, this ain't real until such time.' Bucky inhales from the corner of his mouth, shaking his head and turning to leave, 'I guess it ain't real then.' He stops beside her, leaning in and whispering in her ear, 'felt pretty real last night.' Andi blushes despite her bravado, his voice sending chills down her spine. She quickly recovers and pouts, calling after him, 'you will come crawling back!'
Across the compound, Steve returns and walks back to his level, lethargically taking the stairs. He enters and no-one is around, for which he's grateful. It's been a long week and every down moment, his mind lingers on Amelia. He walks to his room and unlocks it. Under the door is a piece of paper. Grabbing it up, it's bright orange and handwritten marker reads, lunch in the canteen, 12. He folds it and stuffs it in his pocket, questioning who it could be from. His heart leaps at maybe Amelia, but it doesn't feel like her style and so far, she's kept to her word and goodbye, really meant goodbye.
He sits on his couch and dials Amelia's phone. He suddenly wonders what he would say if she picks up. She doesn't answer and it goes to the voicemail. He listens to her bright voice, 'Hi, It's Amelia Miller, leave a message.' He shuts it off and doesn't leave a voicemail. He asks FRIDAY when she was last here and she has only been once, since the night in the lot, he discerns it must have been the time he saw Rosie. Steve still wants to get things back on track and he knows he needs to do some serious work to sort this mess out. A voice in his head reminds him that the longer it drags on, the harder it will be to fix.
At eleven thirty, he heads to the canteen, trying to be early and spot who he is meeting. He sits at a table, facing the queue and waits. Some people see him and most whisper when they do. He hasn't been there since Andi shamed him that day.
Someone comes up behind him and drops a paper bag of food in front of him. 'I brought you a doggy bag, nothing implied, well, maybe implied.' He looks up as Andi circles and sits opposite him. He smiles weakly, he desperately wants to know the updates. 'Thank you for asking to meet me' he says sombrely. She nods and reaches for the bag she gave him and pulls out a sub, biting into it.
He's put off by her casual way, he expected her to pull out some rocks and start throwing them. Steve decides he will start 'umm, how is Rosie?' Andi smiles, finishing her mouthful slowly, killing Steve in the process. 'She's doing well, un-phased. Can't remember the accident all that well and she has a pink cast, but you saw that. Thinks she's an Avenger.' Steve laughs a little and Andi's face straightens, as if to say, no laughing. Steve stops and resumes his serious stance. 'What about Amelia?' Andi nods, again chewing. 'She's ok' she says slowly.
Steve looks at the table, Andi continues, 'she's working lots. But she misses you,' Steve looks up hopefully. Andi puts her sub on the paper bag, 'what the hell happened, Steve, convince me I should help you.' Steve braces himself, 'I got the call about Peggy and it was like everything became too real, what I lost, what I had to lose now and I feel… felt like I didn't deserve to be happy. And I never want to put Amelia through the pain I felt.' Andi looks at him frankly, 'that's not your decision really, is it? If everyone felt like that, the entire world would be single!' Steve swallows, hearing her but not engaging, 'I lost my best friend and then I lost Peggy and I didn't want to do it again. I loved Peggy, of course, but it's different to how I feel about Amelia, she has changed my life. They both have.'
Andi looks up at him sadly and picks a piece of tomato from her sandwich, 'you should have muscled your way back in there.' Steve looks surprised, 'I tried, I was honest with her at the hospital, I kissed her in the car park, here.' Andi looks alarmed, 'you did what?' Steve shakes his head, 'Tony has already told me it wasn't my best idea, we can ignore that part. But she told me to stay away and between that and work, I have honoured her request.' Andi looks off, 'I can't believe she didn't tell me you kissed,' Steve blushes a little. Andi racks her brain for any signs of that ever happening, Amelia appeared back at the hospital quickly, no sign that she'd been in a secret clinch.
'What about Sharon?' she asks, Steve looks adamant, 'there's nothing there, she's a friend, she read it wrong and she was upset, I don't know why. But I don't feel for her in that way. It was a mistake, I pushed her away.' Andi watches him closely, 'ok, let's say I help you, you have one chance, ONE,' he nods eagerly. 'Do you have my note?' he hesitates and then digs it out from his pocket. He flashes it her way and she says, 'turn it over, moron.' He flips it and there's a poster for the vintage night. 'We are going, the three of us. If you are serious, you should come, talk to her. Dress up, make the effort. This will take something epic, trust me. If you don't come, we will move on, once and for all and I will pick up the pieces. But know that I am getting Barnes in the divorce.' Steve wants to agree, 'I don't know, Andi, will she want me there?' Andi gives him a warning look, 'remember, ONE chance.'
Andi resumes her sub, Steve smiles a little, 'why are you doing this?' he asks. Andi finishes her lunch and digs in the bag for a pastry, 'I've never seen her as happy as she was six weeks ago and I truly believe the same is true for you. I saw you with Rosie the other day and it was… it was heart-breaking, if you don't love my sister, you certainly love the kid.' He tries to interrupt, 'look, you lost your way after a rough patch, dealt with it abysmally and I can appreciate how this has unravelled. And, I am truly sorry about Peggy. BUT, if you ever treat my sister this way again, know that I will hunt you down and serve your pretty head on that shield of yours and I'm fairly sure Barnes will help me.' Steve feels quite terrified, 'of course, she may back out, she's not quite herself.' Steve looks sadly at Andi and she offers him half of her pastry. He shakes his head and she adds 'this is the biggest fucking olive branch I have, Steve, please don't make me regret this. Oh, and send some texts, lay some foundations. Don't expect anything back, she's been warned not to fall for it.' He looks at her with confusion, 'what? I'm not just on your side.' Steve scoffs at her, 'you really are something else.' She smiles, flashing a mouthful of food, 'it runs in the family,' she grins, 'well, better get back to "work" then' she says in quotation marks. Steve watches her leave and stares back at the orange flyer, doubting if it's the right time or place for apologies and declarations.
…Night of the Party…
'You are going to kill me, surely that's enough?' Amelia is sat on a chair in her bedroom, her sister circling her, spraying perfuse amounts of hairspray. 'You need it to hold, you need to look perfect.' Amelia raises a brow, stuffing a cheese puff in her mouth, 'why? It's just a party.' Andi combs her big sister's hair into place and sprays once again, making Amelia choke. Batting her sister's hand away from the bowl of chips, 'but it's a nice night, you're doing better and besides, Bucky is so excited.' Amelia looks at her sceptically, 'that doesn't sound like Bucky.' Andi ignores her, combing more hair into a roll. Amelia lets out a loud sigh, 'what's the point, I'm happy as I am, I'm not trying to impress or looking for anyone, I'm not even in a party mood.' Andi chastises her, tutting, 'none of that, we are always in the party mood, besides, it's important to dress up for more than just a man.' Amelia looks over at her half-done hair in the mirror, 'I guess. I mean I do look better with a bit of makeup and no joggers.' Andi bends down beside her sister, appearing in the mirror, 'Amelia, you are too tough on yourself, you're a solid nine and you could be a fiery ten if you just believed it.' Amelia smiles at her and watches as she turns to grab some hair grips, taking the chance to snatch a handful of chips.
'Mommy! Mommy!' Rosie comes running in and stops beside her mom, giggling, 'you look funny! Help me, I'm stuck.' She sticks her arm out for Amelia to tug her sweater off, catching on the arm cast. 'Careful, mommy, don't hurt it, look, look what Stevie wrote.' Amelia rolls her eyes as her daughter's face is hidden by her sweater, once she pulls her head free, she pretends to be interested and lights up, 'wow, you showed me, such a sweet message, hey?' Rosie beams at her and notices the chip bowl, creeping towards it. 'Oh, let mommy have some,' Amelia asks waving her fingers and nodding, Rosie starts to throw them at her mother's face and Amelia shoves them in her mouth when they hit her. Andi removes the bowl from her niece's hands, 'this has taken me forty minutes, I don't want a cheese puff stuck in there.' Andi has a comb between her teeth, calling to her niece, 'kid, pass me the hair pins.' Rosie walks to the side board, grabbing a handful of clips, 'bobby's pins!' She giggles, asking, 'who is Bobby?' Andi shakes her head, 'no, they don't belong to him, there is no Bobby.' Rosie's face scrunches and she laughs, flopping back on the bed. 'Hi Stevie!' She says happily.
Both sisters look over in panic and relax to see the girl pretending to speak on her mom's phone. 'Hey, can I have that, Rosie?' Rosie slides off the bed and hands the phone over, 'why don't you pick a movie for you and Natasha?' Rosie grins and swings her arms, skipping out.
Amelia stares down at the phone, gripping it tight, Andi bends in front of her, checking both sides of hair match.
'He kissed me.' Andi pulls back, 'Sorry, what? Who?' Amelia stares at her, 'Steve, the hospital night, he kissed me.' Andi holds the gaze, praying recognition doesn't flicker in her eyes. Pretending, Andi whispers 'really? What did you do? Where were you? How was it?' Amelia looks at the ground, as if trying to recall the details, despite them being engraved on the walls of her mind. 'Umm, in the car park at the Tower, I kissed him back, but I realised I couldn't, I stopped, I shouted a bit and left. But the kissing, God. And yeah, ugh, I do, I hate myself.' Andi nods slowly, standing and turning away from her sister. Amelia looks up at her, 'you're very quiet? I thought you'd have a million ideas about this?' Andi's eyes widen, 'I do, I mean of course, but we want to have a nice evening, don't we?' Andi asks cautiously, 'you heard from him since?' Amelia slouches in her chair, 'a couple messages, but they stopped.' Amelia wipes her eyes quickly, 'what did the messages say?' Andi asks as calmly as she can, her sister sighs again, 'how are you? How is Rosie doing? I dunno, nothing much.' Andi groans audibly, muttering, sarcastically to herself, 'real romantic. Good effort, Steve.'
Amelia shifts in her seat, 'well I need to tell Rosie and soon, I waited months for my mom to walk back in through the front door and I am not doing the same to her.' Andi understands, she was younger but she remembers the sting of abandonment. 'You don't think there's a tiny chance?' Amelia sniffs and looks up at her with unshed tears, 'that's not really up to me, but my heart says yes and my head says the opposite, so I don't know.' Andi sits on the bed looking at her sister, Amelia shakes herself and asks optimistically, 'you all done?' She nods sombrely, Amelia peering around her to look in the mirror, 'I love it, thank you,' she runs her hands through the dark, large waves and asks, 'hey? What's up? Cheer up, you didn't get dumped!' Andi lets out an exhale, passing it off as a laugh.
Amelia looks around the room spotting a picture of Steve, her and Rosie, it all feels like a dream. Even a new house that he's never been in, sometimes she wonders if she did imagine it all. Looking away quickly and focusing on the dress hooked on the door, 'I'm really not sure I can wear that, it's very tight.' Andi stands up quickly, 'shut the hell up, you're wearing it.' Amelia laughs to herself, 'a year ago, we didn't know any of them, you know who, Tony, Nat, Bucky.' Andi smirks at the last name, thinking of him appearing any minute, Officer and a Gentleman style. 'Well, I better get ready and so should you, wear the dress, Amelia, not for a man, but for you!' She sweeps out of the room and Amelia peers up at it, deciding to put her makeup on and then make a decision.
AN: I really like Bucky with Rosie, it's such a fun dynamic. Her innocence forcing him to be a bit brighter, a bit more assertive. I like Steve envying Bucky's "togetherness."
Also Andi and Steve chatting, we haven't had much of them, I can see they might clash in bigger chunks.
The next chapter is the penultimate, and the big party. A little old school Bucky to look forward to and will Steve even turn up?
There's two chapters left, I'm really sad for it to end, I hope people have enjoyed it. It's really hard putting yourself out there and like I said way back at chapter 1, I've read FF for so long and just never had the confidence to have a go. It gets easier and the writing hopefully get's better. I appreciate people will have couple/character preferences, but I wrote something that I was happy with and I've really enjoyed the entire process. I think it's unusual to have both couples and I know people will always have faves. But like I originally said, when I read Steve pics, I miss Bucky and vice versa. So thank you to everyone who has read it so far!
I have written a part two, it doesn't have a title yet, but hopefully it will be better than this one and not named after life after a virus… !
I'm not sure if I should just carry it on within this story or start a new Fic for it. But let's finish this one first! Lots of feels on the way :) Stay safe x