Part 4

"The lacerations... it may hurt to breastfeed your baby in the beginning" The doctor muttered compassionately, cutting her speech short and lifting her flesh from the patient's skin.

" It doesn't hurt . His little lips soothe the burning sensation of my wounds." She assured, overwhelmed in joy seeing her little one continuously sucking on her mother's skin trying to get the first drops of colostrum into his mouth, making his mother let go of a couple of tears that she was holding in her eyes to roll down her flushed cheeks.

His little arms so innocently rested on the fuller part of her chest, while his big amber eyes stared at his mother in awe and wonder before getting heavy in slumber again.

The doctor wanted to speak to her on a more personal level as this case had provoked a very unique curiosity in the gynecologist's brain. And she knew deep down that this case was much darker than she had initially thought. She desperately wanted to know who was behind the brown cigarette burns on her breasts, who was the beast that had bitten her tender round chest so hard leaving deep marks behind. During which fight he broke the woman's lower lip? How many years did the abuse go on? How could she ignore such agonizing physical pain and continue to live with him? Questions were flooding her mind, but she couldn't ask them to her personally now.

"The nurse will be here in half an hour, she will explain everything you need to know to take care of your baby" The gynecologist spoke, before leaving the mother and the son alone.

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"You brought her at the right time Bucky, she was starved for at least 48 hours before she was taken to the emergency unit… she was severely malnourished ,she and her baby too…this woman was dying, it's a miracle that the baby has survived in such poor conditions. And judging by his vital statistics when he came in the hospital, I can assure you that she hasn't been fed well during her pregnancy as well. She has fresh wounds all around her belly and... and... her intimate area is… " The doctor began discussing the mystery woman's case with Buck, sitting in front of the man, with a voice filled with thick pain and grief until she finally could speak no longer , sighing heavily through her lungs.

"Starved?" The blue eyed man questioned.

" Yes and perhaps parched too. In her results, everything was low, the sugar levels were on the floor, her colesterol was negative and she had lost too much blood… Bucky, she was unable to take a step on her own. And Bucky, you have to understand that this is a criminal case…You have to involve the police. This woman has been beaten to death, tortured in ways you and I can't even imagine. She has been brutally raped and I can assure you, not just once... but many times. Due to the evidence we have found, Dr Neil even believes that the birth of her son prematurely, was induced by the sexual abuse she has faced while she was carrying the child because that was clearly not her due date... however I want to discard this possibility because this is just incredibly so inhuman... I think she was forced after the delivery too... but no one can assure anything, until she speaks and tells us what happened to her by herself. She has cigarette burns, tightly tied rope marks on her wrists and ankles… and honestly, what not? The scars on her body have different dates written all over them... Some are weeks old, some are months old, and others are years old. My heart goes out to this woman and the creature she holds in her arms" The doctor finished, due to being emotionally drained.

"And... Do you know anything about the father of her child? Or... if he has tried to claim him? "

This question struck a chord, the doctor's tiredness faded away and deep sorrow painted her countenance black.

"This woman has given birth to her rapist's child" She declared in a terrified tone, lowering her eyes to her open file without even blinking, "the semen we had found on her thighs matched…" The doctor could not speak anymore. Heck! She couldn't even finish her sentence properly.

"What you are telling me is that the biological father of this baby is the man who has sexually abused her for years?" Bucky spoke these words very heavily… almost as if he was still coming in terms with this recently released information.

"Yes…"

This reply made him recline on his chair downheartedly, sighing a heavily frustrated breath.

"And now... what's the next step?" Bucky asked, joining his hands over the desk and bringing his face closer to the doctor awaiting an answer.

"She is expected to be discharged today and she hasn't given any information about her parents so we were thinking of calling an NGO to…"

"NGO ? For what?" Bucky interrupted the doctor, highly agitated.

"For her to live there… an NGO specialized for…"

"She's not going to any NGO…"

"So what are we supposed to do now? Call her husband, partner or whoever he is to collect her and take her to the same hell where she has come out of? Bucky, this is a criminal case, she has been abused for years…"

"She will live with me, in the Stark Tower" Bucky firmly declared the solution, but then immediately soften his tone," don't get the police involved at this stage.. you will make matters worse for her"

" Will you be able to take care of her and her newborn? Because she needs help "

"Much better than a collective homeless shelter, for sure. I don't think that I need to give this a second thought. There are lots of people in the tower, it's a very good environment for her. Steve, Sam, Tony, Natasha and Wanda. She'll have a very good company" Bucky spoke his mind's milkshake, with a stubborn voice that hid doubts of whether he was doing the right thing… or not?

"It 's done then! You have six hours to prepare for everything" The doctor explained, wearing a confident smile on her countenance.

"Prepare for what?" Buck's tongue slipped, and this seemingly innocent question came out of his soul.

"Well, she has no clothes on her nor does her baby have any... all the things that a woman needs in her day to day life and also the things she requires after giving birth" The doctor replied softly as she realized that the man sitting in front of her was clueless... and speechless.

"…Doctor… you are a woman… and a gynecologist too.. Could you please write down on a piece of paper all the things I need to buy in order to take care of this lady?" Bucky requested, being completely aware of the fact that he did not even know where to start from.

"Sure, I'll type it down and print it for you" The gynecologist assured Bucky after staring at him admiringly, watching this soldier's raw worry for this unknown lady, who was currently homeless.

When the lady was juggling with the letters of her keyboard, Bucky stood up and spoke commands to Jarvis taking out the mobile phone from his jeans back pocket.

"Jarvis, tell them to change my bed sheets to a light pink one. And the pillowcases should be of the same color" Was one command that made a female's giggle audible.

"What?" Bucky asked the seemingly busy doctor, who was holding back her laugh.

"Light pink bed sheets? What color are they now? Black?" The doctor mockingly asked.

"A very depressing dark gray. I don't think that she will like that color" was Bucky's reply.

This comment made the doctor giggle internally, but she did the best to not show the sign of it on her face.

" Here... this is the list" The doctor said when she took out a printed sheet of paper in her hands from the printer and placed it on the desk which made Bucky take a seat and listen to her as she began highlighting some items on the piece of paper.

" Look at that, these things highlighted in yellow are what you will have to buy urgently, and the rest of them you can purchase when you have time" She said and Bucky got up from his chair holding the paper in his dominion ready to leave when a legit question struck his brain like lightning.

"And … doctor, what is the nearest place where I can buy these items?"

Notes:

hi guys! sorry for the late update , thanks for all your love and support to this story , it really means a lot to me. Hope you enjoy it and please click on the fav button and write a comment for encouraging !

ps. oh , and i am not a medical proffessional , so dont take anything medical seriously, its just fiction.