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Russian translation is at the end of the chapter.

Songs used in this chapter are Human by Christina Perri and Dust To Dust by The Civil Wars.


As Wanda's message finished, I sighed, "Record."

"I trust them. They have been nothing but kind to me, when they don't even know who I am. They try to understand me, but I know that it's hard to see what I'm going through. But Wanda, don't hurt yourself. My life is not worth you getting hurt. Or overusing your powers. We can figure this out. Just keep me updated on Jane's findings. No offense to my father, but I trust an Astrophysicist more with creating a Einstein-Rosen Bridge between dimensions." I joked before ending the recording.

"One more ARSENAL," I said, looking blankly ahead.

"Who shall I address this to?"

"To either of my husbands to play to Elijah, if he can't fall asleep." I said.

Каждуюночь вы услышите ее , напевают

Русская колыбельная

Просто немного жалобно мелодия

Когда ребенок начинает плакать

Рок - а- до свидания мой ребенок

Где-то там , может быть

Земля это бесплатно для вас и меня

И Русская колыбельная.

As the recording ended, I sighed, closing my eyes as I held back my tears. I would hold it back until I was truly alone. Tony was busy puttering away in the corner, not speaking to me because I brought Pepper into this. Well, to be fair, I brought her here to help the both of them. But I instead, I brought a giant clusterfuck, because as soon as Tony saw Pepper, he hid himself away in the lab, ashamed of everything he's done.

I explained to Pepper the seriousness of the coming battle for the Earth and the universe, and that it wasn't to be laughed at. She of course was still skeptical, but I asked when the concept of aliens became a reality to her, to which she supplied, "New York."

"There is not just one species of alien. To the rest of the universe, we are alien."

I went on to explain how powerful this guy will be if he has all five Infinity stones and Thor cut in to explain them to Pepper.

But, back to the present, where I currently wanted the comforting arms of my husbands, or my father.

And none for Gretchen Wieners.

So, instead of sulking around people that had no idea what I was going through, I checked in on my daughter quickly, before finding the empty gym. Stretching, and releasing the built of tension in my shoulders, I decided on a song, and asked Friday to play it, but cut the music if anyone entered the gym.

Rolling my head and curling into a ball on the floor, I started.

I can hold my breath

I can bite my tongue

I can stay awake for days

If that's what you want

Be your number one

I can fake a smile

I can force a laugh

I can dance and play the part

If that's what you ask

Give you all I am

I can do it

I can do it

I can do it

But I'm only human

And I bleed when I fall down

I'm only human

And I crash and I break down

Your words in my head, knives in my heart

You build me up and then I fall apart

'Cause I'm only human

I can turn it on

Be a good machine

I can hold the weight of worlds

If that's what you need

Be your everything

I can do it

I can do it

I'll get through it

But I'm only human

And I bleed when I fall down

I'm only human

And I crash and I break down

Your words in my head, knives in my heart

You build me up and then I fall apart

'Cause I'm only human

I'm only human

I'm only human

Just a little human

I can take so much

'Til I've had enough

'Cause I'm only human

And I bleed when I fall down

I'm only human

And I crash and I break down

Your words in my head, knives in my heart

You build me up and then I fall apart

'Cause I'm only human

As I collapsed on the floor, hugging my knees to my chest, trying to quiet my pain in my chest was too great to stop, and I succumbed to my depressive state, crying and slowly losing hope.

"Sera?" I heard softly called, and I tried to hide myself further.

"Are you alright?" Bucky's voice asked tentatively.

"No. I'm not." I sobbed, wiping my eyes furiously.

"Can I help?" He asked, looking uncomfortable.

"No, no one can. I'm on an alien dimension to my own, alone. No one here understands how I feel right now. They put on sympathetic faces, but they will never understand."

"And how is that?" He asked, sitting next to me on the floor.

"Everyone I know and love, you all look like them. So imagine being somewhere where people look familiar, but they are strangers. All I want is a hug from my husbands, but I look at you and Steve and feel my heart breaking all over again. I may never get home. I may be stuck in a never ending loop of disappointment and heartbreak." I said, getting quieter. Bucky didn't say anything, and I could practically hear the gears turning in his head, as he thought about my words.

"What's something you and… the other Bucky would do?" He whispered, looking off into the distance.

"I'd sing to him, as he held me. We'd take long walks, sometimes just talk or watch TV he hadn't seen yet. I had just convinced him to come horseback riding with me. But mainly, we'd dance." I blushed, remembering what all that dancing usually led to.

"Well," He said, getting up, "May I?"

I sniffed, and looked up, to see his hand extended towards me, asking if he could help me up. I wiped my eyes again, wiping my tear soaked hands on my pants and then placed it in his open one.

"You choose the song," He suggested, "I don't know good songs right now."

I nodded, picking one off of my playlist, and asked Friday to play it in the speakers, like she had with my dance song. As the gentle plucking came through, I sighed, and turned. He gave me his hand again, but instead of taking my other hand, he instantly twirled me around, and then into his chest.

It's not your eyes

It's not what you say

It's not your laughter

That gives you away

You're just lonely

You've been lonely too long

All your acting, your thin disguise

All your perfectly delivered lines

They don't fool me

You've been lonely too long

My heart was beating out of my chest, because I felt so safe in his arms. The beat of his heart was soothing to my frayed nerves, and his hand on the small of my back was his metal one. He didn't trust himself to hold my hand with it. Or he was left-handed in this universe. Either way, he felt like my Bucky, and it confused me to a degree.

Let me in the walls

You've built around

We can light a match

And burn them down

Let me hold your hand

And dance 'round and 'round the flames

In front of us

Dust to dust

"Don't fight, just accept my comfort," He whispered gently, as he realized I hadn't relaxed fully.

"I just miss them," I said, crying again. He didn't say anything, but rubbed my back gently.

You've held your head up

You've fought the fight

You bear the scars

You've done your time

Listen to me

You've been lonely too long

Let me in the walls

You've built around

We can light a match

And burn them down

Let me hold your hand

And dance 'round and 'round the flames

In front of us

Dust to dust

"How can you be so wonderful to me? You don't even know me."

You're like a mirror, reflecting me

Takes one to know one, so take it from me

You've been lonely

You've been lonely too long

We've been lonely

We've been lonely too long

"Because, in another life, I could have loved you. In another life, I do. So, I owe it to that version of myself, to watch over the woman he loves. And make sure she doesn't lose hope. Comfort her the way he would." He said, giving a small smile.

"Another? Please?" I sobbed. He nodded, as the music for another song started. He held me close for another two songs, until my crying had dissolved into the occasional sniffle. And when the music stopped, he sat me down and held me.


Russian translation of the song used at beginning of the chapter:

Ev'ry night you'll hear her croon

A Russian lullaby

Just a little plaintive tune

When baby starts to cry

Rock-a-bye my baby

Somewhere there may be

A land that's free for you and me

And a Russian lullaby