"He what!" Nat practically yelled. You yanked the both of them into your room and shut the door. You didn't want Bucky to hear you. "Bucky asked me out, and I said yes." You told them. Wanda smiled. "This is great yes? It's what you have been wanting?"
You smiled. "Yes, for so long, but now I'm nervous. The last time I was on a date was with Bucky. In 1943." Their jaws dropped. You hadn't told anybody but Steve that. Not even Nat. You didn't even want to try and date anyone because you were so focused on getting Bucky back.
"So, you haven't you know…" Nat began.
"Gotten laid since 1945? Nope. And I can only get it on with myself so much before it's just sad." You told the two women. "I don't know where were going, I'm not even sure he does. I don't know what to wear. I didn't date much in my world either because…you know…war. I'm just overwhelmed I guess." You spit out.
"Okay, well calm down before you have a panic attack. What time is he picking you up?" The redhead asked you. "Seven."
"Okay, that gives us plenty of time. We will help you." She said. You smiled and Wanda grabbed your hand. "I think I've got something in my closet that would great on you." The younger woman told you. You smiled at her and squeezed her hand. "Thank you both."
Nat was sitting in front of you, doing your makeup, just like Peggy had all those years ago. You were thankful for the redhead, but your heart broke for her. You wanted to stop Bruce from going, but you knew Thor would need him. You had spoken to Thor after you woke up, he had wanted to wait to return to Asgard to make sure you were okay.
"Thor, I need to tell you something." The blonde sat next to you on the hospital bed. "What is it Lady Allison?"
"Loki is alive." Thor's eyebrows shot up. "He is on Asgard, pretending to be your father. Don't be angry with him, but I need to warn you. Ragnarok needs to happen. Trust me when I tell you that. Get your people out of there immediately, before Hela comes to Asgard. If Heimdall can hear me right now, he should start preparations." Thor sighed, running his hand down his face.
"There's more. Thanos will come for the Tesseract. Give it to him. Trust me, just give it to him. Or else he'll kill Loki. Please trust me. I can fix everything." You told him. He hugged you before leaving, telling you that he did in fact trust you.
"I'm sorry about Bruce." You said softly. She stopped what she was doing and looked up at you. "It's okay, wasn't meant to be I guess." She said, shrugging her shoulders. "No Nat. It is. I know you weren't together in my world, but I promise, he comes back. And when he does, I'll do everything I can to help you make him see you belong together, okay? You deserve to be happy too Nat." The redhead smiled at you. "You're amazing, you know that?"
"I have been told that from time to time." You said, smirking at her. She rolled her eyes and continued on your makeup, Wanda coming in behind you to do your hair. She curled it and left it down, your long purple locks falling to the middle of your back now, you needed to cut it.
Wanda left to her room to grab you something to wear. She came back a few minutes later with a mid-thigh length light pink t-shirt dress, modestly low cut, with pockets. God you loved dresses with pockets.
You looked at yourself in the mirror and your jaw dropped. You looked amazing. "Wow. Thank you both. This is…just thank you." The two women smiled at you, pulling you into a hug. "Okay, Bucky will be here soon, have fun, and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Nat told you, winking. "That doesn't leave much Nat." You teased. She smacked you on the ass before exiting behind Wanda.
You looked at the mirror one more time, adjusting your dress and swiping some lipstick on. You could do this. It was just a date with Bucky. You rolled your eyes. Yeah, the first date in almost seventy years. Why were you so nervous? Oh, because maybe being around Bucky makes you feel like your flying. Oh, shut up.
There was a knock on the door and you jumped, giving yourself a pointed look in the mirror. When you opened the door, your breath caught in your throat. Bucky looked amazing. He was wearing black jeans with a gray long sleeve button up. His hair was slicked back and he was also wearing a black tie. "Wow Bucky, you look amazing." You told him. He blushed. Bucky Barnes fucking blushed.
"You're gorgeous doll." He told you, holding out his hand. He led you to the garage, where you got into one of Tony's cars. "So, where are we headed Mr. Barnes?" You asked, looking over at him. He smiled at you. "It's a surprise doll." He told you.
You shivered at the nickname; you did every time it came out of his mouth. He held his hand out, and you slid yours into it, fingers lacing with his. He put them in your lap, and you used your other hand to slip over them.
You pulled up to a pizza place and Bucky told you to wait in the car. He came back out a few minutes later, putting something in the trunk. When he hopped back in the car, you raised an eyebrow at him. He winked and pulled away, driving a little further before finding a beautiful grassy spot that looked over the city, surrounded by trees.
Bucky came around to your side of the car and opened the door for you, helping you out. "Wait here." He said, while he went to get into the trunk. He pulled out a picnic basket, a blanket and the pizza. You had a giant smile on your face as he grabbed your hand and led you around to the front of the car, where he laid out the blanket, offering for you to sit. He opened the basket and pulled out a bottle of wine and two glasses, pouring you one. You knew the wine wouldn't affect him at all, but you thought it was cute that he poured himself a glass too.
"Bucky, this is great really." You told him, sipping your wine. He looked nervous, pulling at a string on the blanket. "I wanted it to be perfect. I don't know where to go in the city, so I asked Steve and he told me about this pizza place, said you loved it, and what your favorite wine was." You put your hand on his cheek and he looked up at you. "I love it Bucky. It doesn't matter where we go, as long as I'm with you." Bucky smiled and leaned in to kiss you softly. He pulled back and rested his forehead on yours. "I want to do this right Ally. I'm so scared I'm gonna mess it up." You shook your head. "It's going to take work. You went through so much. Not everything is going to click in place at the same time. I'm not going anywhere Buck. I promise." He sighed and pulled back, pointing to the pizza. "Are you hungry?" You smiled. "Starving."
Bucky's POV
One empty pizza box and wine bottle later found Bucky and Ally lying next to each other looking up at the stars. Bucky could tell Ally was a little tipsy, and he thought the blush on her face was adorable. "I remember the first time I saw you." Bucky suddenly said. Ally turned your head to look at him, and he did the same. "I thought you were the most beautiful dame I'd ever seen." And she was. She looked gorgeous in her tactical suit, her long purple hair pulled into a braid. He thought he was dreaming when she shot ice out of her hands. He was infatuated with her from the beginning, and it never went away.
Even lying in a cell in whatever Hydra shithole they'd stuff him into, he knew that she would come for him, she would save him. He would cry out for her, and they would scramble his brain, in an attempt to make him forget her, and Steve too, and he did to a point. But she was always the first thing to come back to his mind.
When he first saw her that day in D.C. something clicked inside him. The soldier had recognized her too, just from her voice. He got wiped again that night. When she shoved his tags in his face and then healed him, the memory of who she was came rushing in so hard he thought he might drown.
He leaned in and kissed her softly, letting his eyes fall shut, forcing his brain to stop thinking and just feel. Her lips were so soft as they slowly moved against him. Her hands moved to his tie and she gave it a small tug, pulling him on top of her. He settled in between her legs, holding himself up on either side of her face. Kissing her was intoxicating, every soft hum or moan she gave him, the way his name fell off her tongue. He was half hard already just from kissing her, and he knew he wasn't going to able to stop himself if they went any further.
"Doll, we should stop." He whispered against her mouth.
"But I want to play." She teased, pouting up at him, lacing her left hand with his right. She took her free hand and laced it with his metal one, leading it down to her exposed knee. She left his hand there and ran hers back up his arm, running it through his hair. "Ally." Bucky whispered, closing his eyes. He felt her lips on his. "I trust you Bucky." She whispered. A shiver ran down his spine and he began to move his metal hand up her thigh, watching as her eyes closed and she laid her head back, her breathing quickening.
He couldn't feel much in the metal arm, basically barely enough to function, but he almost growled when his hand slid over the lace panties on her hip. His hand tightened on her and she gasped, arching her back. He felt a flash come over him and closed his eyes. It was Winter. He wanted her.
She's ours.
That scared Bucky. Winter never wanted anything.