Bucky did not leave your side. Tony took his suit back to the compound to give you more room in the car, and Bucky had pulled you in his lap and soon as he slid in, burying his face in your hair, his arms wrapping around your back. You mouthed a 'thank you' to Wanda, who was sitting in the passenger seat, grabbing her hand and giving it a squeeze.

When you got out of the car at the compound, Bucky's arm was around your waist, holding you close to him as he led you inside. When you opened the door to his room, you didn't expect to see it trashed. Bucky was looking at the floor, ashamed at what he had done. You turned to him and kissed him on the forehead. "I'll grab you some clothes, why don't you go into my room okay? I'll only be a minute." He nodded, hesitant to leave your side, but walked down to your door and opened it. You grabbed him a couple pairs of pants, shirts and underwear, you figured he'd probably be staying in your room a while.

He was sitting on the couch when you came in, and immediately got up and came over to you, taking the clothes and setting them down. He turned back to you and put his hands on each side of your face, pulling you in for a soft kiss. You snaked your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, wanting to feel every part of his skin on yours. He backed you up to the door and lifted you, wrapping your legs around his waist. He placed kisses down your neck, pulling your shirt to the side to get to your shoulder.

"Bucky…" You moaned, and that made him buck his hips into yours, his cock fully hard already. If he didn't stop, you were gonna go too far, and now was not the time to have sex. Not when you were both this emotional. "Bucky, baby, you gotta stop." You gasped out when his hand was rubbing dangerously close to your center. He stilled and let you down, kissing you one more time. "M'sorry, got carried away. It's been too long since I've touched you." You nodded.

"It's okay. Why don't you go take a shower, and then we'll just relax and watch some tv okay?" He nodded and went to the bathroom, leaving the door open no doubt so he could still hear you in the room.

He came out of the bathroom less than ten minutes later, in that time, Steve had brought some pizza to your room, thank God for that because you were starving. You had the pizza boxes on the bed and you were sitting up against the headboard. You smiled at him when he came back in the bedroom, only in sweatpants, and quickly got into the bed next to you, putting his metal arm on your thigh.

"Are you hungry?" You asked him. He nodded and pulled a pizza box into his lap, his hand never leaving your leg. It was sweet. You put on some Big Bang Theory while you ate. Oh, how you had missed pizza.

After you were both finished eating, Bucky hauled you up and laid you in between his legs, your back resting against his. "Hmmm. I could lay like this forever." You said softly. You felt him hum behind you. "What was it like?" He said suddenly.

"What was what like?" You asked.

"Being in a coma. What did you see? Was it like a dream?" You froze. You weren't sure you wanted to tell him. "Doll?" He said.

"I woke up in a beautiful farmhouse. I walked downstairs to find you cooking breakfast. You had both arms." Bucky tensed behind you. You ran hour hand over his metal arm, shivering at the coolness. "We had a daughter Bucky. Her name was Natasha. I was pregnant, with a boy. We had picked out Steve for the name. It was 1948 Buck. You never went on that mission. You stayed with me, we got married, had a family."

"What happened?" He asked tentatively, as if he didn't want to know anymore.

"Alpha, my leader, came to me. He told me that I had a choice. I could stay in the fake life I was in, or I could come home, to you." You told him, sliding your fingers in his.

"Why did you choose me?" You turned around to look at him. He was looking down. "You had a perfect life there Ally. I was the man you fell in love with, we had kids. Why would you give all that up to come back to this?" He asked. You put your hands on each side of his face.

"Bucky, that life wasn't real. If I stayed, then I would have died here. I love you, all of you. The good and the bad. Sure, I would love to have those things, but I had to come back to you. I had to come find you. I love you." You told him, smiling. He looked up at you, eyes glossy. You leaned up and kissed him softly.

Bucky was asleep behind you, his arm around your middle, splayed out on your stomach under your shirt. You were wide awake, Big Bang still playing in the background. You sent a text up to Tony, hoping that he would still be awake.

You: Hey Tony, can you do me a favor?

DaddyWarbucks: Anything Buttercup, what do you need?

You: Bucky kind of…destroyed his room. Is there anyway you could get someone in there to clean and replace the broken furniture? I don't want him to have to go back in there tomorrow and have all the bad memories come back.

DaddyWarbucks: I can do that. How is he? How are YOU?

You: He's better. He's sleeping, I'm guessing he hasn't been doing much of that lately. I'm good, I feel fine, a little tired, but other than that, I really am okay Tony.

DaddyWarbucks: Get some rest, Ill have Tinman's room taken care of first thing.

DaddyWarbucks: I'm really glad you're okay Ally.

You; Me too.

Bucky was floored the next morning when he went into his room to change to find everything cleaned up and all the furniture replaced. You knew he felt embarrassed about everything he had done while you were in the coma. He thanked Tony and then you told him he needed to go talk to Steve. He needed to fix his relationship with him, because Steve and Tony were still on rocky ground. You decided to pop on up into Nat's room, because she hadn't come to see you since you'd been awake. You pushed the door open, to find Nat in her bed, watching some old black and white movie.

"Hey Nat." You called out. She looked up at you and her face softened. You quickly went over to her and climbed under the covers, pulling her head into your lap. "Talk to me Nat, what's going through that pretty head of yours." She sighed, wrapping her arms around your middle. She was never like this. She was always so strong; it broke your heart to see her this vulnerable.

"We almost lost you." She whispered. "I know. But I came back. I always come back don't I?" You told her. She nodded and tightened her hold on you. "Just don't scare me like that again okay?"

"I won't Nat. Promise."

You had to carefully slide out of Nat's bed after she fell asleep, you had the feeling she hadn't been sleeping well. You made your way down to the kitchen to see Sam making breakfast, popping a piece of bacon into your mouth as you went around to the coffee machine.

"How are you feeling girl?" He asks you, throwing both arms around your shoulders, giving you a squeeze. "I'm good Sam. I feel really good. I'm sorry I scared everyone."

"We're just glad you're back. Between Steve and Tony fighting, Wanda locking herself in her room and Bucky going all murdery, the rest of us were almost done for." You laughed and sat on a barstool at the island while Sam made you a plate.

Steve and Bucky entered a few minutes later, laughing about something, taking the stools on either side of you. Bucky snaked his arm around your waist, kissing your cheek. "How did it go?" You whispered. He nodded. "It went good, were okay I think." He smiled at you and you placed a small kiss to his lips.

The rest of the day went pretty good, Bucky and Steve made you go back down to medical to get check out by Dr. Cho again, and after doing several tests and running labs, she said you were fine, to which you gave a pointed look to both the boys.

Later that night, after everyone sat down to dinner together, Wanda and Pietro had cooked, they all sat down in the living room to watch a movie together.

"So, Steve, what did you pick?" Sam asked him. Steve scrolled through the movies and landed on one that made you almost spit out your beer. "Um…Steve, do you know what this is about?" Nat asked him.

"It's a romance movie, right? It got a good review, I thought it looked good." Steve said, raising an eyebrow at her. You, Nat and Wanda shared a look. These boys had no idea what they were getting themselves into. Steve picked the remote back up and pressed play on 50 shades of Grey.

The jaw of every man's face in the room was dropped when Christian showed Ana his playroom. You had your legs thrown over Bucky's lap in the corner of the couch under a blanket, and his hand tightened on your thigh, slowly moving upward. You shifted in your seat, keeping your eyes on the movie. Your breath caught in your throat when Bucky's hand grazed over your center. You could see the smirk on his face out of the corner of your eye.

When the credits rolled, you were pretty sure Steve was as red as a tomato and that the pillow in his lap was covering what you assumed to be an erection. "Guys I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have picked that movie." He told the room. You and Wanda laughed, while Nat rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, it's just sex Steve." She told him.

"Um, that was way more than sex Nat." Sam spoke up. You signaled for Bucky to follow you as you carefully got up from the couch and headed to your room, ignoring the look Nat was giving you.

Once in your room, you latched your mouth onto Bucky's immediately, battling your tongue with his. You pushed him down on the couch and went to you knees in front of him, working on getting his belt undone. He lifted his hips and you yanked his jeans and briefs down, taking his length in your hand. "Fuck doll." He choked out. You smiled up at him, swirling your tongue around the pre-cum that had leaked out.

Bucky gasped when you took him into your mouth, keeping you hand on the base, working it at the same speed your mouth was. You loved the velvet feel of his cock sliding over your tongue. You hummed against his skin and it made him buck his hips up and tangle his hand in your hair.

Taking him in as far as you could, thanking God you didn't really have a gag reflex, the moan that came out of his mouth was the sexiest fucking thing you'd ever heard in your life. His hand gripped your hair tighter, guiding your head down on him. "Doll, I'm not gonna last much longer." That didn't stop you. The hand that was in your hair started shaking, your name falling from his lips. With a thrust and a strangled moan, he came down your throat, and you took it all, loving the mix of sweet and salty taste that he had.

You pulled off him with a 'pop' and he pulled you up into his lap roughly, placing a bruising kiss to your lips. You broke apart first for some air, looking down at him. "Was that okay?" You asked. He brushed some hair out of your face, running his thumb over your cheek. "That was more than okay, that was the hottest damn thing I've ever seen doll. Maybe we should watch that movie more often." He said, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Well, there are two more books we could read."