Time passed like chunks of frozen water were being churned out like a storm in a warm and cozy summer. From the car to the elevator, from the elevator to his apartment on the 20th floor. Nothing seemed real to him, walking beside this woman he had found on the street drenched in blood only a couple of days ago... who would have imagined that one day, they will be both standing in front of his flat waiting for Bucky to find the keys, a difficult task as he was carrying lots of things on him.
"Just a minute…" he spoke with an awkward voice, wanting desperately to kill this deadpan silence until he could finally find the key.
In reality, the woman wasn't even paying attention to the man's words or actions, as if there was only a soulless body of a woman standing, who's only motive left to live was her baby that was in her arms and no one else, not even herself.
"Come in... enter…" the brunet invited her after entering first in his apartment and dropping the baggage he carried on the ground.
The woman only stepped into his house when he had explicitly asked her to.
" Let me show you your room" The metal-armed man said, walking over to his bedroom that he had ordered to make more presentable for a woman.
"Well… my apartment has only one room, but it is very spacious, you will be very comfortable there"
"Is it your room?" The woman asked, slightly alarmed.
"But I won't sleep there… I only have my clothes in that place. I have bought a separate cupboard for you and your child" Bucky cleared his side, stopping his pace and turned to look at the woman whose eyes weren't meeting his, in trouble tainted with shyness.
"Then... where will you sleep?"
"On the couch, in the hall… out of the room. I promise... I won't hurt you... or disturb you. You can stay here for as long as you wish.. this is a safe place for you and your son" Bucky spoke softly, warming the lady to finally meet his light blue orbs, slowly feeling how his soul left his body as the color of her eyes came in sight of his orbs. She was silently glaring at this kind man, wondering whether this was real…or just a dream.
Bucky found a lack of trust in them, but he could easily understand it. Anyone would doubt his intentions, and much more if in front of him is standing a woman who has been abused already for many ,many years. Nonetheless, the lady nodded and followed the man till his room ,lowering her eyes to the ground and shifting them time to time to stare at her sleeping baby.
Bucky opened the door to his bedroom, revealing to her eyesight a very neat and tidy enormous dormitory.
"Do you like the light colors of the decor?" The brunet asked the lady and immediately bit his lip for asking such a silly question out of a desperate need of praise for making an effort to turn his dull and depressing room into a more female oriented thing consisting of light pink bed covers, a new white cupboard and a fresh flowers bouquet he ordered, from which a pleasant aroma was filling the room as they stepped into it.
Getting no response from the woman, he realized that the serious lady did not hear this joke of a question that slipped out from his mouth .
"This room is yours from now on. The night table, the drawers, that white cupboard, they are all empty for you to keep your stuff there. The brown cupboard is the only one that has my things, everything else is yours to use. I'll bring your bags from the hall" Bucky declared, while the Amber eyes stared at him from the corner of her eyes with her head down low ,feeling miserable for having to stay at someone else's place… in someone else's bedroom. So miserable, her brow furrowed in pain and shame, whilst she turned her head to a side watching the man leave her side, very discreetly.
Walking slowly towards the bed, carrying her sleeping bambi in her arms, she placed him on the mattress and took a seat herself on the edge of it. Her heart was breaking more and more as the surroundings of his room were becoming more familiar in her memory.
She wordlessly watched the man who brought her here, arranging her clothes and her newborn's stuff in the furniture as her limbs were too weak to move due to the postpartum depression and her own physical suffering.
Bucky did not even ask the woman to arrange her own clothes because he knew that she was unable to do so and did not want to make her suffer. However he knew that the joy she felt in carrying her child in her arms was the only time when she could do such a task, as the angelic image of her son made her depression less obvious.
" I think you should take some rest now... I won't disturb you anymore" Buck said ,flashing the lady with one of his kindest smiles, before leaving his room.
As soon as Bucky came out in the hall he rang Natasha, but she did not pick up his phone. So he tried Wanda's cell phone number.
"Hey Wanda!" Bucky exclaimed, finally hearing a human voice from the other side of the phone.
"Hi Bucky, what's up?"
"Wanda I need your help…"
"Help? Mine? What happened?"
"Don't ask so many questions now, I'll explain everything to you at my apartment. Please come soon. Oh…and please... buy the smallest size of diapers you can find in the market" Bucky spoke, remembering the mistake he had made while buying diapers for the baby when the shop assistant got busy, that he only came to know when he was arranging the things in the drawers.
"Diapers? For who?" Wanda exclaimed.
" For a baby…"
"For a baby?! Bucky tell me, what on earth is going on?" Wanda demanded, highly puzzled.
"Please Wanda, do as I say. I swear I'll tell you everything when you come here" Bucky said, before cutting the phone and coming back to reality to process everything that has happened in the last couple of hours.
His body crashed itself on the sofa as a house made out of cards crumbled and breathed deeply. However, he did not have much time to process the sudden changes as Wanda began desperately ringing on Bucky's doorbell forcing him to jump up from the sofa to open the door as fast as he could in order to prevent the nameless lady from being disturbed.
"Easy, easy Scarlet witch! You will wake them up" Bucky whispered, after opening the gate and letting her in.
"Wake up? Who is here?" Wanda interrogated Buck in a normal voice, and was so curious after dropping the diapers bag on the ground that she rushed into Bucky's room, opening it with a jerk, waking the new mother from her nap as she had immediately fallen asleep in a fetal position after the brunet had left the room. Nonetheless, the baby was still sleeping by her side.
"I'm sorry!" Bucky excused instantly, trying to calm the shit scared woman who had lifted her back up from the mattress and placed her protective hand on her sleeping baby's chest. "There's nothing to be afraid of… she's my friend, Wanda"
Wanda's astonishment had stolen all the words from her mouth as she eyed the brutally beaten woman and her baby.
"Bucky…who ?, who is this woman? And a child?" Wanda fumbled in utter shock.
Notes:
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So this chapter was filled with first meetings , and the next one will have one too... so a little chaotic encounter will be taking place, but not to worry much about... hope you are enjoying the story, and please, dont forget to write two words of encouragment for me and hit the favourite button !