Summary: A year after the civil war, The Avengers are still divided with friendships broken and loyalties torn when they are sent to find a powerful young woman whose life has been destroyed by HYDRA. While Bucky seeks redemption, Martine seeks to get revenge on the people who murdered her grandmother. Co – Written with WalkingPotterGirl14. Bucky/OC, Wanda/OC, Clint/Natasha and Steve/Sharon. Rated M.

Divided We Fall

Chapter 28

"How about this store, Marty?" Beatrice asked softly. Martine smiled as they entered the wedding shop, and went into a room to try on the dresses.

The weather was a little chilly. Martine thought of her birthday, her first birthday in which she had all of her friends. But on her birthday...

She wouldn't have her dad, her Grandpa, Gran, or even Bucky with her. She would have Adrian and her friends, but wouldn't have any of them with her.

Figures.

She tried on half of the dresses, but still couldn't find the right one. Martine was starting to get worried as she and the others tried to find one, until they found a sleeveless, white lace wedding dress.

It fit her perfectly, and she had a beautiful white veil with lace to go with it. She looked at herself in the mirror and everyone smiled widely at her.

"Martine, you look beautiful," Sharon said softly. Martine smiled shyly as Jeannette and Beatrice nodded in approval. So she bought it.

"I think your hair should be half up and half down?" Natasha advised. Martine smiled as she nodded, personally agreeing. Jeannette walked over and gave her a dark oak wooden box, with carved magnolia and rose flowers on it.

"I already gave Wanda hers. Your grandmama wanted me to give this to you when you found the right man, and James Buchanan Barnes is the right man for you, despite the large age gap. But Martine, honey, I don't think me, Jax, Beatrice or Caroline, or anyone have seen you this happy since Agatha, Fredrick, and Quinn were alive. So this is something for your wedding." Jeanette said and Martine hugged them all tightly.

Beatrice and Caroline hugged her back, while the others smiled. After that, they planned on where to hold the wedding.

"The Garden Theatre. It's where Bucky and Steve used to go see movies a lot," Martine said softly. Hope, along with Pepper, got on it. As they bought the dress, they saw Christine Everhart come towards them.

"Miss Laveau, there are rumours that you are getting married in two week's time? Is there a mini baby Barnes born out of wedlock here?" Everhart questioned amused.

Before Martine could answer, Hope and Pepper took over.

"Miss Laveau is a member of the Avengers as is her fiancée James Buchanan Barnes. We ask that the press and social media respect their privacy," Pepper requested calmly. And to boot, she looked badass, dressed in a black pair of maternity slacks, wearing Jimmy Choo black pumps, and a crisp dark red cashmere sweater set that showed off her seven month baby bump.

Everhart was escorted out of the store by two security guards. Martine and the others turned to stare at Pepper and Hope in awe. Darcy applauded.

"Does Tony and Scott see your badass sides?" she asked impressed.

Both women smirked.

The wedding venue had been taken care of, and so had the wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses. When everything seemed almost perfect, Carla Pierce arrived at the Avengers Tower.

Jemma Simmons, who had been helping Martine with the food, held the fort. Carla strode over and grabbed her daughter harshly by the arm tightly.

"I'm not letting you destroy our family reputation by marrying an animal like Sergeant James Barnes. He's a monster and he needs to be locked up behind bars. I bet he's just using you by turning on the old forties charm? Well, I'm not allowing my daughter to ruin her reputation like her rebel older brother, who is marrying that filthy gypsy filth!" Carla screamed enraged, and began dragging her out of the room then.

Happy Hogan alerted the others, and they rushed to help. Daisy Johnson, her husband Grant Ward, and the others tried to stop Carla from doing something stupid.

"Get off me!" Martine said frantically but Carla didn't listen. She caught sight of the wedding dress and threw it outside on the muddy, wet street, ruining it.

Everyone watched horrified.

"Miss Pierce, please step away from your daughter! You're hurting her." Coulson said sternly.

Carla ignored him. "You think I was happy having freaks for kids?" Carla snaps at her. "With everything you have done? I am the least happiest person in the world, but I refuse to let you marry someone like that!"

"I don't care what you say!" Martine snarls, her hand glowing red. "I love James and he loves me, so you can just go get fucked by the devil with his three-pronged dick!"

Carla slaps her hard across the face, but Martine retaliates with a blast of her powers, sending her mother flung across the room and into a table. At that moment, the rest of them arrived, and Bucky rushed over to Martine.

"What's going on?" he asks her quickly. Martine breathes heavily and steps away, looking outside.

Her dress was ruined.

Bucky looks over at Carla and felt his hands turn to fists. "How could you do that to your daughter?" He snaps at her, coming forward. "How could you just throw away her dress like that?"

Carla stares defiantly at him. "She is no daughter of mine if she's marrying scum like you."

"Good."

Carla looks over at Martine, whose eyes were glowing red. She came forward and grabbed the woman suddenly by the throat, alerting everyone. But Martine's eyes were only focused on her. Nothing but her.

"Do you know the pain you've put me through?" she growls. "The torture? I finally find someone who loves me, friends who care, and just like that you have to come in and try to wreck it, like always. But you can just fuck off, because I refuse to let people like you control my life ever again." She drops her to the ground and glares at her. "Now get out of here, you pathetic human being."

Carla glares at her before leaving, storming through the door. Once it was closed, Martine kicks the nearest object and grinds her teeth, hands turning to fists.

"That was the perfect dress," she whispers painfully. "And now it's gone."

"We can get it washed, doll," Bucky comforted. Martine shook her head, as tears streamed down her face then. She was breathing heavily.

Her wedding dress was ruined. It couldn't just be washed. That stuff didn't come out. And it was the last one that the store had as well. Tears began forming in her eyes and she left the room, before going into her bedroom, closing the door.

"We'll go talk to her," Wanda said reassuringly and left, along with the others. Bucky saw Adrian bring up the ruined wedding dress, and saw it was covered in mud, and even bubble gum.

"I hate that woman who spawned me and Martine," Adrian said bitterly. He and Steve tried to clean it, but the stains wouldn't come out. Everyone looked on in silence.

Bucky couldn't help but worry about Martine. She had really loved that wedding dress and they couldn't even buy it again. It had sold out, and wasn't being made again until later on in the year.

Martine didn't know what she was going to do now. The dream wedding dress she had wanted was ruined, and she had tried to order another one, but they weren't making anymore.

So right now, she was quietly and numbly taking a shower, curled up in a tight ball on the floor. She let the hot water spray over her for a while before standing up, and washing her face. Martine rinsed off the soap, scrubbed her body harshly, trying to forget Carla's sharp nails digging into her skin.

After washing her hair and rinsing off the conditioner, she combed the tendrils before turning off the shower. Afterwards, she walked into the bedroom to get dressed.

Sharon quietly came in, wearing maternity pyjamas. It consisted of a short sleeved, dark grey Henley t-shirt, and black sweatpants. Simple.

"I can't find another wedding dress," Martine told her quietly, her voice numb and tired. She was so exhausted of her mother ruining things, making her look like a freak, a dangerous person.

An abomination.

"We'll find you the one, don't worry," Sharon promised. Martine promptly burst into tears, crying heavily. Sharon hugged her close.

She rubbed her back soothingly as the others came in, and all tried to comfort her as Martine silently cried.

Pizzas had been ordered and the wedding invitations had been sent. The door to their main room opened, revealing a very beautiful young woman, and beside her was a man wielding two katana blades.

"Hi, I'm Vanessa Carlysle, and I'm here to design Martine Laveau's wedding dress," she said smoothly. The man smirked at them, and another man entered.

"Remy?!" Jax and Adrian asked dumbfounded. A young woman with a white streak in her dark brown hair stood next to him.

The guy called Remy smiled.

"Nice to see you too," Remy chuckles. The two men come over and hug the guy, while saying hi to the other two. Tony raises an eyebrow as Steve crosses his arms.

"Wait, hold on a second. Who are these people?" He asks them.

Adrian smiles. "This is Remy and Rouge. They're both part of the X-Men. I don't think Wade is yet though." The man named Wads snorts and shakes his head, removing his mask.

"I don't need to be a part of that pussy squad. Shit, you got pizza? I'll take some of that." Vanessa crosses her arms across her chest, looking at him pointedly.

"Wade." Her voice was stern, and Wade dropped the slice of pizza.

"Sorry."

Steve shakes his head and comes forward. "As much as we welcome people, need a little background." Remy comes forward.

"The story about Martine spread really quickly. A lot of people are angry her dress was ruined. So we came to help out with the wedding. We knew Martine when she was young, knew this fucker here," he states, punching Adrian in the shoulder.

Adrian rolls his eyes and looks at Vanessa, who was snorting at the fiasco. "As I said before, I'm Vanessa, and this is my boyfriend, Wade."

"Deadpool," the man whispers.

"It's Wade," she chuckles before turning to Bucky. "He heard about it through some of the X-Men, and then he told me. Me being a designer, I thought it would be suitable to come and help your fiancée figure out a dress for her. I can design is specifically for her and have it made quickly."

Bucky's brow raises before he looks at Wade. "You're just here to help."

He nods, glancing outside. "You see my face? It's like a tumour. It can scare away any enemies with it." He walks over and places a leg up. "Okay, all jokes aside, I know about you, Barnes. Well, a lot of people do, but I know that there are PLENTY of people who would willingly hunt you or your girl down at your wedding. While my girlfriend is here to make things pretty, me and Remy are here to protect."

Bucky looks at the others, and Tony comes forward. "You mean security for the wedding?"

"Well, you guys aren't the royal family of fucking England, but you're important and people tend to kill other important people. I don't want that to happen." He takes a slice of pizza quickly, glancing at the window. "Besides, that Carla woman is a bitch. I'll do anything to go against her."

"That she is," Bucky mutters darkly.

Vanessa rolls her eyes and looks at Bucky. "What do you say? Can I see her, see what she thinks about it?"

"She's in our bedroom. I think she'll be happy about meeting you," Bucky told her. Vanessa smiled before following after Pepper. Rogue and Storm followed, but no one missed T'Challa looking wistfully at Storm as she left.

"Do they know each other?" Steve asked curiously. Wade sniggered slightly.

"They're lovers. Having the King of one of the most powerful and shadowy, secretive countries is an asset to us super-powered individuals. Besides, you don't see the citizens of Wakanda going around burning people who are mutants, enhanced and inhumans alive like something the Catholics did to the Protestants," Wade said sarcastically, silencing the room.

He looks outside and then points a finger up, looking at them all again.

"By the way, other mutants will be coming to the wedding. Not every day you hear about a man who is the Winter Soldier marrying a mutant who can literally end the world if she gets pissed off," Wade said impressed, and everyone stared at him.

"So...all of you are coming to the wedding?" Tony asked, shocked but also secretly pleased.

"Yep, and to Adrian's when he marries Wanda Maximoff. We don't often hear about mutants willingly joining the Avengers. Most prefer making their own teams, joining the X-Men or going solo...speaking of which, how the hell did you meet Adrian?" Remy asked curiously. He knew Adrian had gone missing last year when he had sided with Captain America when they had been fighting Tony Stark.

"I got captured and locked up in an underwater prison called the Raft. It was made for people who were super powered," Adrian said quietly. Everyone turned to look at Tony.

"Thought Stark, War Machine, Parker, Romanoff and Vision were all for the accords, and this new law about pregnant women? Not to mention the kids," Rogue asked suspiciously.

"It's a long story."

Martine found herself standing in the middle of the room, while Vanessa tape measured her. She looked at her in full on admiration, and sighed wistfully.

"I think we can make the wedding dress that you had earlier, but a lot less old-fashioned. What type of designers do you like?" Vanessa asked curiously. Martine began telling them.

"Ghost, Adrianna Papell, and Vera Wang," Martine said quietly. Vanessa smiled then as she looked at her.

"I think lace would go well with you, and I want you to pick which one of these dresses that you like," she instructed. Martine bit her lip before looking at the dresses.

All of them were so beautiful.

One of them was black, another one was a light creamy white, and then she found the perfect one.

It was beautiful.

It was sleeveless, and she loved it so much.

"That one. The one with the lace and the long gown." Vanessa smiles and nods.

"I had a feeling you would want something like that." She closes her book and then smiles. "I'll be sure to get that to you as soon as possible. It'll be beautiful."

Martine's brow furrows. "Don't you want money or something?"

Vanessa chuckles. "No, this is a favor, sweetheart. On behalf of all the mutants. Trust me, I'm with one right now and we don't like how they've been treating you people." She helps Martine down from where she was standing. "I want you to feel as beautiful as possible, and I don't need money to accomplish that."

Martine smiles at her. "Thanks, Vanessa," she says softly, hugging her. Vanessa hugs her back quickly and then pulls away.

"I'll go put your order in. Have it to you soon." The door opens, and Bucky comes in, looking at Martine. "Oh, look. The husband-to-be." He rolls his eyes and walks over to Martine.

"Everything go well? Have a dress?"

She smiles and nods. "Perfect."

"Can I see it?"

"No! It's bad luck for the groom to see the brides dress before the wedding," Vanessa instantly states. "You'll see it on your wedding. Take care, Martine!"

"You too!" The door closes, and Bucky turns to Martine.

"That true?"

She snorts and nods. "Yes. You're not seeing my dress until the day of, boy. So no peeking for you." She steps away to pull on a jacket, and he smiles a bit.

She was so much happier.

"I'm sorry about the first one," he says quietly. He sees her sigh, and then Martine walks over, draping her arms around his neck.

"I shouldn't have freaked out over a dress. It's fine. We have a new one and Vanessa is really nice...it shouldn't be about what I'm getting married in. I should be happy I'm marrying you and that's not going to get ruined, no matter how many Carla's or Everhart's come into our life."

Bucky grins and kisses her, causing her to chuckle. A moment later, he places his hands on her stomach, looking down at her. She places her own hands on his, which cause him to look up.

"You know, I ran into that Everhart bitch before. She thought we were getting married because I was pregnant." He scoffs and shakes his head.

"Skank..." He mutters, looking away.

She raises an eyebrow before tilting his chin over so she was looking at him. "You do want to get me pregnant though, don't you?" she asks him lowly. He felt a chill run down his spine at her voice. "To really prove that I'm yours."

Before he could say anything, she pulls away and grabs her purse, smiling.

"Must say, it's very sweet when you go all alpha on me, but I'm going out with the girls tonight to celebrate my new dress. See ya, James." She blows him a kiss and closes the door, leaving him breathless and horny.

"Little minx," he growls before running a hand through his hair.

It wasn't that bad though. He was happy she was happy. He hated seeing Martine sad, and if her going out relieved that, he didn't mind at all.

It was midnight when he heard the door close, and knew she was home. He had waited all night for her to get back-nervous tick. But instead of her coming to their room, she sat down on the couch. And he heard sobbing.

Instantly he was up and in the living room, shocking her. "Bucky…"

He sits down and tilts her chin up. "Baby, what's wrong?"

She looks at him, wiping away her tears. He briefly smelled alcohol on her breath, but she wasn't drunk. Maybe a bit tipsy, but she was speaking coherently and there were some weird movements. "I'm just...I'm happy I have my powers, Bucky. I've never been more happy."

His brow furrows. "What do you mean?"

"While we were all at the bar, a couple of men came up and tried to hit on Beatrice. Of course she said no, she would never do that to Jax, but then they started to get rough with her and tried to pull her away. I used my powers and knocked them into the street, and I saved her...but I've never had to do that. It scared the shit out of me. Fighting bad guys, yeah...but these bastards looked like normal people. It was...terrifying."

Bucky holds her close, feeling her shake a bit in his arms. "It's okay, sweetheart," he says softly. "I'm proud of you for using your powers to defend her. Those assholes deserved it." He looks at her quietly and then nods towards the bathroom. "How about we take a bath together, huh?"

"It's midnight..."

"I know, but I can tell you need some rest. A bath and then some time to sleep will help immensely. I'll even make it all romantic and shit if you want it to be."

Martine chuckles before laying her head against his shoulder. "Don't know how I got lucky enough to have you as a partner. Shit, I don't know how I got lucky enough to have friends like I do...I never had this growing up."

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