Part 3
Being aware of the time, the blue eyed man had chosen to walk really slowly, taking feather-like light steps towards her bed, and an audible sigh of relief escaped his lungs when his eyes fell on the sleeping woman's countenance.
The woman's appearance had visibly gotten better, definitely better than when she had first arrived in the hospital. Her dark brown curls were loosely tied in a ponytail that rested on one side of the pillow and her skin shone under the light, revealing the numerous wounds of her face.
The lass was being stared at undisturbed until her slumber was shaken due to the gynecologist's footsteps, waking her up lazily. Using the remote control, the medical professional lifted up the upper half of the adjustable bed, so she can watch both visitors comfortably.
" Meet the man who saved you and your baby that night... Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes , an avenger" The gynecologist spoke as her patient heavily blinked at the brunet, whose lips were drawn in a gentle smile staring at the amber eyed lady in awe.
The next moment, the entire room felt like it had fallen into the vast universe's dark hole as silence took over every one of the three bodies present there.
"You have no idea what you have done for me and my child" The wounded woman spoke in a teary voice breaking the wordlessness, holding back thick droplets of salty water back in her eyes. Which, by the way, she could not contain for long, because they fell out of the rims of her lower eyelid in the next painful seconds.
"I don't have words to thank you" She continued, almost sobbing with tears that were tracing a path from her orbs to her lips.
"Don't say that" Bucky managed to reply, taking a seat on the stool that was next to her bed, "please don't cry" he added, looking at the doctor for assurance, silently asking her if he did well in paying this visit to the lady at this moment.
As a reply, the professional smiled at him humbly and both of them stared at the lady who had begun to calm down.
" What's your name? What do they call you?" Bucky asked after a while of glaring at her countenance while she was staring in front of her.
" Call me?... he used to call me princess" She replied, after thinking hard and blinking in a lossless manner.
Her reply had widened both visitors eyes as they looked at each other alarmed that she was responding.
"How old are you?" Bucky tried his luck once again.
"I don't know I don't know…" '' she responded, not meeting anyone's eyes and in shame... an impossibility driven nervousness due to the reason that she did not know such crucial details about herself.
"No problem, don't stress yourself... Maybe you remember better where you lived?" Bucky insisted.
The woman's eyes got triggered by this question... because... she could answer this one.
"In a room…" she mouthed, lazily, eyes still glued to the same spot in front of her, however furrowing her brow.
" In a room? Where was this room?" This the gynecologist asked, stepping closer to her.
" I don't remember... I was always in the room... I was always in between those four walls... always... Since the day he brought me there I never stepped outside of it" The woman shared, clearly struggling for words to voice her thinking.
Her replies were giving Bucky terrifying goosebumps and were making his blood run cold in fury at the man who did this to the abused woman in front of him. All of a sudden, the woman's steady eyes looked at the gynecologist in fear, as if she had realized something.
" My baby ,you told me that you were taking care of him... you have not even let me see him by now... where is he?... you haven't told me anything about him?" The woman asked, getting increasingly agitated with every word she spoke, beginning to lift her back up from the backrest and almost wanting to jump out of the bed.
"He is doing fine , relax."The doctor responded kindly, smiling at her and gently pushing her to the makeshift backrest,"your baby is premature, he was born a couple of weeks before your due date, so he's kept in the NICU. But don't worry... he will be out of the intensive unit by tomorrow"
"Why tomorrow…? Why not now? I haven't seen him for a while... Do you understand me? Please... I want to take him in my arms... please... I can't stay without him... I need to see him now... please take me to him... I want to see him!" The woman's agitation was slowly becoming a panic attack as she threw her blanket off her bearing a sharp pain in her limbs.
"No, please. Don't get up yet. You are not well enough to walk by yourself" The doctor immediately stopped the new mother from getting up, with some help from Bucky who got up from his seat to aid the medical professional in order to get her patient under control by gently holding her bruised upper arms.
"Wait! Wait... please calm down, let me see if they can discharge him now... calm down" The doctor said and only after those words fell on the ears of the agitated patient, she stopped shaking. However, was still panting anxiously.
"Relax… let me ask" She whispered once again and lifted her hands up from her patient's limbs.
The doctor rushed outside to do what she had promised a couple of seconds ago, mainly because she did not want to inject her patient into unconsciousness again. And also because she was informed that the baby's condition was stable enough for being out of the NICU but was waiting for an authorized professional to discharge him following the proper protocol. Luckily, there was a pediatrician whose night duty had just started, so she was able to discharge the newborn. And in no time, the gynecologist entered room 109, with the bundle of joy in her hands, sleeping, properly covered in a white blanket and wearing a super soft beanie on his nut-sized head. During the whole walk from the NICU to his mother's room, the doctor couldn't take her eyes off this angelic creature. In the meantime, Bucky had given the suffering woman a glass of water, to help her cool down. So when the doctor arrived, the amber eyed lady was handing away the empty glass to a concerned standing former US soldier.
"My baby… he's alive he's fine …"the young mother muttered in an unparalleled joy seeing her baby handed to her in her arms as a huge smile made her features shine brighter than the sunlight under the artificial white light of the hospital's room.
She stroked her baby's delicate covered head with her fingers and carrying drops of happiness in her unique orbs, she lowered her lips to press a warm kiss on the boy's pink forehead.
"I'll tell the nurse to prepare the room with the baby's accommodation" The doctor told the emotionally overwhelmed woman, who wasn't even really paying attention to the professional.
" We are free... we made it out alive" She whispered in her baby's ear, kissing his cheek tenderly, after gently moving the disturbing edge of his blanket slightly down.
Following a couple of loving caresses of his mama, the baby woke up and began crying… And wasn't stopping at all, even after being beautifully cradled in the damsel 's arms.
" I think he's hungry…"the doctor suggested
"Hungry…?" The lady asked," then we should give him food"
"He's really small to eat …his food is in your body. Offer him your breast. Maybe he latches on it... although he's very very small and delicate, nonetheless, try it. Look, first open these top buttons of your gown" The doctor started explaining, leaning into her patient and showing her what to do but when she was about to open the flap of the lady's gown, she rolled her head to look at the only male in the room.
"Bucky, you can go to my cabin. I would like to have a word with you there. Let's give them some privacy. Take the first right and then walk till you reach the end of the hallway. The last cabin is mine. I'll join you in a minute"
"Sure" Bucky said, and after taking a last glimpse of the clueless woman ,he left the room.
"He is starting to suck on your nipple, lovely…" the doctor commented, after seeing the baby successfully latch on his mother's breast after various unsuccessful attempts at this new task that he would be doing for the first couple of months of his life.
"You are very lucky... he was very weak when he arrived …and now look , he is ready to feed from you directly. The doctors have done an amazing job"
"Thank you so much.He is the only reason i want to live…the only reason"the nameless woman thanked the doctor, with a very emotionally burdened voice.
"You don't have to thank us…it's our job" the doctor replied, but very soon her eyes fell on the fresh wounds staining her exposed breast, one of the wound being as fresh as ice ,just above
her areola. The doctor's hand lifted up to touch that open wound on the lady's bosom, being very careful not to disturb the baby , and stroked the injury hesitantly with two of her fingers feeling its agony as the woman's gaze moved from her baby's lips slightly up to the doctor's nervous fingertips.
NOTES:
hi people! Chapter 3 is up, hope you like it! i am no medical professional so whatever i have written is not to be taken seriously, its just fiction , so read and enjoy !
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