Note-The music was inspired by Postmodern Jukebox. All the songs used have been done by them. So give them a listen.
Rated M-
Bucky could remember what it had been like when he had been dating before he shipped off to war. Sometimes it was tight, but he could always afford a small dinner for his date, maybe a movie before he took them dancing. There was always dancing and that was what he was known for. He didn't have a fancy car or the right clothes, but he could dance and that was what kept his calendar full. That was then and now here he was seventy some years later about to go on a date and he has no idea what Alison has planned for them. Anytime he had asked this week she would simply grin and tell him it was a surprise.
"She's trying to drive me nuts and she knows which buttons to push," said Bucky. They would be heading into the city tomorrow night and Bucky had no idea what they were doing. Steve looked up from his drill planning and grinned.
"Why is that panic I hear in your voice? No offense but I never thought a date would drive you this batty," said Steve. Bucky looked at the drill and frowned.
"Only a five mile run with a loaded pack? What a bunch of babies. At least make it a good ten miles with a pack. And I wouldn't be batty if she would just tell me what we're doing," said Bucky. "It feels weird enough to know she's paying for us to go out...I know it's supposed to be all equal and shit, it still feels off and I can't put my finger on it," said Bucky and he went to look over the drills and Steve sighed.
Steve was sure Alison wasn't trying to drive Bucky nuts, but some habits were hard to shake. Well Steve wasn't sure if they were habits or that manners had gone down the tubes when they were away. If you were with a lady you took her out and made sure she had a nice time. Steve knew that all of Bucky's dates had a nice enough time and sometimes he would actually take them on a second or third date. No one was ever serious though and maybe it was that making him batty. Steve sat his notes aside and looked at his friend.
"Did you think she might be nervous too?" asked Steve and Bucky looked up at him and frowned.
"Why would she be nervous? She's planned the whole thing for us," said Bucky and Steve looked at his friend and sat his own plans aside.
"You know Alison and if she's planned something for you it means she given it a lot of thought. She's a lot of things, but she plans better than any four star General I have ran into. Buck...she's serious about this and well she hasn't had serious in a long time either so she might be making herself nuts too," said Steve.
"What if...I'm not...what if she's put all this work into this and I screw it up? I really want this to be normal, even though I'm not normal," said Bucky.
Truth be told Bucky did want this date and there was a part of him that was relieved that Alison had done the planning. He used to be romantic and that was something else girls had liked about him. He did love Alison and she had seen hints of who he had been before. Was she expecting this to bring more of that out of him? What if it doesn't and this is a huge let down for her? Thought Bucky.
"I think normal flew out the window for her ages ago. Actually I think normal flew out the window for everyone when they made me," said Steve and Bucky looked out the window. "Have you considered the possibility you might have a really nice time with her?" asked Steve and Bucky gave a small smile.
"A little bit," admitted Bucky. Alison still had her grandfather's apartment in the city and since no one was subletting it meant they could stay there overnight. Maybe that was what was driving him crazy. That they would really be alone for once and what it could lead to.
"Maybe you should try thinking about that," said Steve with a small grin of his own. Bucky went to say something when he felt something tugging on his shoelace. He sighed and scooped the puppy up.
"So you're done napping huh?" asked Bucky sitting the squirming puppy in his lap. However Bailey had other ideas and she put her front paws on his chest and started barking. Steve gave a small laugh and leaned over the desk to pet the dog.
"I can see why she flunked out of helper dog school. She's just the worst," said Steve. Alison had called Pepper and got a history on the puppy. He turned out to be a her and her name was Bailey. Her parents were part of a breeding program to give veterans assistance dogs. Bailey had been sent to family for training at seven weeks old and two weeks in they realized she was a bad fit. The family had brought her back when Tony was visiting the center. He took the puppy and gave the program a large sum of money as a donation and fee for taking the puppy.
At ten weeks old Bailey wasn't a bad dog, she just had a very short attention span. Bad for helping people cross the street, but good when it came to getting people out of their shells. Wanda and Vision had started coming to visit them after dinner and well it was more Wanda wanted to play with the dog and Vision was trying to understand why people liked having pets so much.
Bucky had started watching some of the training this week and Wanda had a great deal of talent that Steve was still working on. She followed orders and always wanted to help when she could. She was still a bit shy around people, but Bucky chalked it up to being under Hydra for most of her teen years. Alison was seeing her twice a week for therapy sessions and one evening a week to help her study for her GED and possible citizenship test. Wanda had finished school in Sokovia, but Alison thought it might help Wanda understand the country she was living in now since her ideas about America had come from 80's television and growing up in a war zone with American soldiers coming in and out. Sometimes he liked to sit in and listen to Alison talk Wanda through history he had missed or books that he had yet to read. Alison had Wanda reading To Kill a Mockingbird and Bucky was wondering if Bruce had a copy he could borrow so he could read along.
"Alison thinks Bailey might be good for people who are worried about talking to her. She said sometimes it's easier to relax with a dog," said Bucky. Bailey jumped off his lap and started wagging her tail full force. Steve got up and Bailey started jumping on him and barking.
"So do I get babysit this weekend or is Sam doing it?" Asked Steve bending down and rubbing the dog's ears.
"Wanda already asked to watch the dog. You'll have to fight her for it," said Bucky and Steve shook his head.
"Nah. I'll take her next time," said Steve. Bucky shook his head and went back to the plans for the next training session and Steve looked at his friend. Pretending you could live without a war. Steve wasn't sure if he could, but maybe there was a chance Bucky could. Bailey rolled over and showed him her belly. He deserves something good in his life and he's earned it, thought Steve petting the dog. You know if he can take a chance maybe it wouldn't kill you to take one, thought Steve.
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Matt had always called lingerie 'annoying wrapping paper' so after a while Alison just stopped buying it. Sam might have teased her about her lack of 'cute' underwear, but it had never been an issue when she had been with Matt. Two months ago though on a whim, finding out she was back to her freshman year of college weight and with her paycheck burning a hole in her pocket, she walked in a La Perla shop and bought a bra and garter belt set. She had gotten in black and had planned to wear it the next time she and Justin were alone for a weekend. He had broken up with her that weekend and the La Perla bag was shoved in the closet.
Alison locked the bathroom door and held the garment up and shook her head. Looking back if she was being honest with herself she hadn't bought this with Justin in mind. Metal fingers unfastening the straps and a warm hand on her other thigh. She wondered what Bucky would think seeing her in it. Maybe she was being stupid though and getting ahead of herself. Yes things had been getting rather heated between them and they would be away tomorrow night, but he could always change his mind and she wouldn't push him. Still there was no harm in wearing it under her dress...well the dress was her issue right now. It was a dark purple dress with short sleeves that fell just above her knees and had some beading at the waist. She had worn it to Sophia and Renee's engagement party a few months ago and now it was too baggy in the waist and in the chest.
Alison put the lingerie back in the bag and carefully put it in her overnight bag before heading down to Sharon's room with the dress. She seemed to be the only one who knew how to alter clothing and had a sewing machine. Alison knocked on Sharon's door and when she came to the door she looked really upset.
"Oh...are you alright?" Asked Alison and Sharon shrugged before letting Alison in her room. Alison sat on the bed and Sharon sat down in the chair across from her.
"My aunt isn't doing too well and I'm thinking some stuff over," admitted Sharon.
"Do you want to talk about it? As friends," said Alison when Sharon gave her side eye.
"Do you regret not spending more time with your grandfather before he passed away?" Asked Sharon and Alison nodded.
"I do. I don't regret taking the job here, but I wish I would have taken an extra day here and there to see him more. Towards the end it seemed like phone calls were a little overwhelming for him and face to face visits would have been easier on him. He knew I loved him though," said Alison thinking about her goodbye to him.
"She knows I love her and well I do like being here, but…" Sharon sighed and looked Alison dead in the eye. "I got a job offer that would take me back to D.C. and I would be near my aunt more," said Sharon and Alison blinked.
"Wow. Have you told Sam yet?" Asked Alison and Sharon shook her head. "Well he's not opposed to the long distance thing. But...well if you feel like your heart won't be in it due to all the stuff going on while you're there than you owe him that truth," said Alison.
"You gonna beat my ass if I break up with him?" Asked Sharon dryly and Alison shrugged.
"I think this might be a Bro before a Ho situation," said Alison and Sharon let out a small laugh. "I love Sam and I really like you so I want what's best for both of you. I know if you do end things it's not because you were terrible to each other or you don't care about each other. It's a family thing and well I think if Sam's mom really needed him he would turn his wings over in a second. I won't tell him about this, but you have too," said Alison. Sharon groaned and looked out the window.
"Sam is a great guy and I sort of hoped he might come with me. I know he won't though. He really likes it here and it makes him happy." said Sharon.
"It does. I don't think he's been this happy since he finished Basic. He does really like you though so I know he'll be on your side no matter what you do," said Alison. Sharon gave her a tight smile.
"Thanks. I needed to get that off my chest. So does this count towards your study hours?" Teased Sharon and Alison rolled her eyes.
"I can offer advice and listen to my friends without putting my nurse hat on. Actually I needed your help," said Alison and she held up the dress. "I need it taken in a bit," said Alison and Sharon grinned.
"Ah yes that hot date this weekend. I assuming nice night out based on the dress," said Sharon and Alison sighed.
"I figured I would try to make myself look nice since we're going out. You've seen pictures of your aunt in the 40's and I saw what my grandma looked like when she went out back then. Those girls did themselves up and well I would like to put the effort in," said Alison.
"So is it dinner and play?" Asked Sharon pulling out her sewing machine.
"I'm taking him dancing," said Alison heading to the bathroom to put the dress back on. Sharon was giving a look when she came back into the room.
"Where are you taking him? This dress doesn't belong in raver nightclub," said Sharon.
"No. I'm not taking him to a Jersey Shore nightclub. Have you heard of a group called New Vintage?" Asked Alison as Sharon pinned the dress.
"Don't they do all the covers to sound like they can from the 1940's and other eras on YouTube?" Asked Sharon and Alison nodded.
"I used to work weddings with the piano guy and they're doing a small show here in New York before they go on tour. He was nice enough to slip me some tickets. I hoping Bucky will like it," said Alison. She went back in the bathroom and carefully slipped out of the dress and handed it back to Sharon. A few minutes later Alison tried it back on and it was a much better fit than before.
She looked at herself in the mirror and was a bit hard to take in that she wasn't the same person who had worn this dress a few months ago. The person who had been in the dress had been nervous to see her college friends again. People had treated her with kid gloves and seemed shocked that she was a functioning person again. That woman had made a decision to try to be part of her own life again after that night. The person looking back at her had people in her life that trusted her with their lives on more than one level. This person had someone who loved her despite her doubts that anyone would love her that way again. She hoped her grandfather and her parents would be proud of this person.
"I am not responsible for what happens when he sees in that dress," said Sharon with a small smirk and Alison gave her a look. Well she wearing this dress and she was nervous at least that hadn't changed.
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Bucky sat Bailey down and went to get his own bag ready for tomorrow night. He still had his own room which he felt sort of silly having considering he spent all his time in Alison's room anyway. He tossed jeans and a shirt in the bag for Sunday morning and then he just stared off. He was being stupid and he couldn't understand why he felt so damn awkward. I used to be good at this. I used to be an expert about taking girls out and now I can't even put clothes together. Part of him was tempted to let Alison pack his bag like she had done for Steve's birthday and another part of him was annoyed that he considered taking the easy way out. He was free thinking adult trying to be in a relationship and he needed to get it together.
"Penny for your thoughts?" asked Natasha poking her head into his room from Alison's room and Bucky nearly jumped. God they trained her well, thought Bucky.
"Not sure if mine are worth the penny," said Bucky and Natasha quickly took in what he was doing and shook her head.
"Overthink it and freaking out. Let's see what you have," said Natasha going over to his closet and flipping through shirts. "Here. Matches your eyes," said Natasha handing him a dark blue dress shirt. "I don't think you'll need a tie, but no jeans. Maybe a jacket. Here," said Natasha handing him a pair of black dress pants and a black dress jacket that must have been in the back of the closet.
"I didn't even know these were in there," said Bucky and Natasha shrugged.
"Steve picked out some basics and I had Maria add a few things just in case," said Natasha.
"Um...Thanks," said Bucky feeling somewhat grateful someone had thought beyond jeans and tee shirts.
"When I left I only had the clothes on back and a couple of pistols. Barton and S.H.I.E.L.D took care of me until it was clear that I wasn't going to jump back. You seem pretty set on staying here," said Natasha with a small grin.
"It's been good for me here," said Bucky and Natasha nodded.
"It's going to be fine and you're going to have a nice night with her," said Natasha in a tone that reminded him so much of Peggy he had to look at her to be sure.
"I'm going to try," said Bucky.
"Do. Or do not. There is no try," said Natasha and Bucky looked at her and Natasha grinned, "You still have a lot of catching up to do. Tell her you want to see Star Wars. Original. Not the prequels," said Natasha.
"Right," said Bucky a bit confused about what Star Wars he needed to see.
"I also brought her a copy of the Hydra files from the jump drive in case she wanted some more reading material. It looks to be a lot of the same though," said Natasha and Bucky nodded.
"Maybe its best if I just let the last two decades be a blur," said Bucky. He vaguely remember some missions and he remembered his very bad attempt at escaping, but everything else was hazy. Part of him wanted to remember and know what had happened to him and the other part wanted to shut the door and forget it for good this time.
"Sometimes we aren't supposed to look back and it's for the best that we don't," said Natasha lightly. She looked up and him and grinned. "So you really wanna go out with all that shaggy hair?" asked Natasha. Bucky made a face and ran a hand through his hair. It was really long now, past his shoulders and he was always pulling it back. He could remember handlers pulling it when they felt he was out of line. Others like Pierce and Lukin would stroke his hair in a mocking show of tenderness after they hurt him. He liked it when Alison would brush his hair back or pull on it when he kissed her. Still maybe he could do something with it.
"I guess I could trim it a bit," said Bucky and Natasha sighed and gave him a look that was half annoyed and half amused.
"Come on. I'll help you out," said Natasha and she nudged him in the bathroom. She had him wash his hair while she went back to her room for a pair of scissors. She had him sit on the edge of his tub while she brushed his hair out before carefully measuring the length his hair and cutting it. She cut it so it was up to shoulders, long enough, but easy to manage.
"I could take off more if you want," said Natasha. Bucky had seen how he had looked in old pictures at the museum, clean shaven and close cropped hair. Sometimes he would go a week without shaving just because he could. He wondered if what would happen if he let himself look like the old Bucky Barnes again.
"No, this is good for now. Thank you," said Bucky. Natasha grinned and brushed the hair off him.
"Well I am impressed that you agreed to go on a date so soon. It took me almost two years of nagging Steve before he even took Sharon out for coffee. You are brave man," Natasha leaned on the wall and looked at him. "So it's going alright? No one is being shitty right?" asked Natasha and Bucky nodded.
"Well not to me anyway. Alison said one of the MD students Brice was giving her shit looks when she told Jenny about us. She also said Shawn was being sort of weird, but she said it could be the test at the end of the month making him nuts. She said David and the others had a pool about when we would finally stop being stupid with each other. She told me she felt sort of stupid for not putting it together sooner," said Bucky.
"And what did you tell her?" asked Natasha.
"I told her we were both stupid in our own special way," said Bucky and Natasha shook her head.
"You two weren't being stupid, you were being careful about things. You wanted to be sure before you jumped. You're good for each other," said Natasha with a small smile. She pushed off the wall when she heard the door open in the next room.
"Really Bailey," said Alison sounding torn between helpless and annoyed. They came out to see the dog had taken one of Alison's high heels and had chewed it rather well. Bucky saw her lay a purple dress on the bed before taking the shoe away from the dog.
"We have a mountain of chew toys, but you opt for the shoes. I should just go to Goodwill and buy you cheap shoes to eat," said Alison. Bailey simply rolled over and showed Alison her stomach and thumped her tail on the floor.
"Sorry. I should have taken her in with me," said Bucky and Alison shook her head before turning to look at him. She looked a little stunned to see his hair cut.
"You look nice," said Alison and Bucky shrugged.
"I won't have to borrow your ponytail holders anymore," said Bucky and Alison rolled her eyes while grinning.
"It was never an issue," said Alison.
"At least he'll fit in with the other Brooklyn hipsters now," said Natasha eyeing Alison's chewed up shoe. "I might have a pair like that back in my room. Come on," said Natasha leading a slightly protesting Alison out of the room. Your shoes are a lot nicer than mine, was the last thing Bucky heard before Natasha shut the door. Bucky grabbed the dog before she could jump on the dress.
"I think you've ruined enough things this afternoon," said Bucky eyeing the dress. He really hoped he lived up to what she thought she was planning for.
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Alison had managed to get an appointment in the afternoon with the doctor to look at her stitches and possible remove them depending on how clean the cut was healing. She carefully cleaned it and redressed as instructed. After seeing some horror show infections back in her hospital days she wasn't taking any chances. Natasha had been sort of treating her with kid gloves this week during training so any slip ups wouldn't come near her face and rip her stitches. Alison heard Wanda talking to Bucky in the next room, but couldn't really make out what was being said. She finished getting dressed and saw Wanda had Bailey on her leash and Bailey was chewing on it.
"I promise to take really good care of her," said Wanda and she bent down to rub the dog's ears.
"We'll be back tomorrow night. Just watch out for your shoes," said Alison. She had quickly packed Natasha's shoes in her overnight bag the second she came back to her room. Wanda smiled and then looked a bit ill at ease.
"Um could we talk for a minute before you go?" asked Wanda. Bucky picked up his bag and her stuff off the bed.
"I'll meet you at the car," said Bucky leaving the room. Alison sat down on the bed and Wanda sat in Alison's chair and hugged Bailey. Bailey settled in Wanda's lap and let Wanda pet her head. Wanda didn't seem to have an issue talking about what had happened to her or what she had done in the past, but letting go and forgiving herself was still a struggle and Alison knew how hard that could be. How do you forgive yourself for helping to nearly end the world? Thought Alison.
"I was thinking about talking to Dr. Banner this weekend...try to apologize to him for what I did him. I tried writing it down, but it gets all messed up," said Wanda softly. Alison nodded in understanding. While Bruce hadn't been hostile or outright cold to her, there was a tension between them that couldn't be overlooked. If there was a chance they could work together than it needed to be clear between them.
"It's different with Steve and Natasha," said Wanda. "Natasha came from a bad place like I did and now she's making things right. Steve knows what it's like to be confused about what's right because of Bucky...with Dr. Banner. I can't explain it...I just need to make it right somehow," said Wanda.
"You do understand that no matter how sincere you are that he might need time to process and forgive you?" asked Alison.
"I do, but it's a step in the right direction. I can't pretend I didn't do something wrong. If Bucky can try to make things right so can I," said Wanda. Alison nodded and felt an odd sense of pride in Wanda. She had come so far in such a short amount of time and refused to give up.
"He's nervous you know," said Wanda and Alison raised an eyebrow. Wanda was used to reading people without thinking or reading people to get something she wanted. It was a habit she was trying to break and she had been getting better at it. "It was very loud...he's a very loud thinker when it comes to you," said Wanda and her ears turned a bit pink.
"Do you want me to talk to him?" asked Alison wanting to spare Wanda any further embarrassment and Wanda shook her head.
"No. He's not as loud as he used to be. When he first came here it sort of hurt to be near him because his thoughts were so loud and jumbled. It was like being a room filled with televisions and they kept changing and the volume was all the way up. He's calm with you and sometimes it scares him...how good it is for him," said Wanda. "I didn't mean to pry, but it was clanging in his head while I was waiting for you," admitted Wanda.
"I'm not mad at you for telling me or that you heard him. Sometimes it's just hard for people to understand that they should have something good in their lives. He still has a lot to work through in that area," said Alison. She really should see about getting him a new doctor to work through the things she really couldn't help with anymore.
"If you need to talk to me I'll have my cell with me," said Alison and Wanda laughed.
"No. You need a break and this is really important to him. I can talk when you come back," said Wanda. Bailey started wiggling in Wanda's lap and she rubbed the dog's head. Alison grabbed her purse and rubbed the dog's head.
"No shoe eating and be a good girl," said Alison. They left the room and Alison went to the garage while Wanda went to settle the dog in her room. Alison was good about keeping her thoughts quiet which made it easy for Wanda to talk to her, but for one moment Wanda had heard Alison when she thought about Bucky. When she had told Alison that Bucky was scared about how good it was for him it came into Wanda's head clear as a bell. It scares me too, how much I love him.
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Bucky was about to put their things in Alison's car when Steve came over and grinned a little.
"Had I know a date would get you to do something with your hair I would have given Alison the all clear months ago," said Steve and he eyed her car. "I will never understand her love for this little blue toy car," said Steve.
"She said it gets good gas mileage," said Bucky. He couldn't understand her love for it either. It sat too low for his liking and he felt like a giant in it. Steve shook his head and handed Bucky an envelope.
"Just a few things you might need," said Steve as Bucky opened the envelope and pulled out a wallet, a driver's license, another black plastic card with his name a logo that read MasterCard and a set of keys.
"Maria might have a fudged a few details on the license for now. At least if you and Alison go out and you need ID you have some," said Steve. Bucky looked at the ID and saw that had his date birth as March 10th 1984 and he had no idea where they got the picture, but it's passable.
"If I knew what you two were doing tonight I would have given you cash, but Maria just laughed at me. The card is like having a bunch of cash," said Steve when Bucky studied the black card. "You're on the staff now and your first week of pay is on it, plus back pay from the SSR and SHIELD," said Steve and Bucky gave him a look.
"What back pay from the SSR and SHIELD? For the stuff I did for Hydra?" asked Bucky confused and Steve quickly shook his head.
"The money we sent home to Becca was from the Army, but the SSR had us doing special missions and according to the paperwork they would have paid us when we got home. Based on what we did they would have offered us jobs or we could have stayed enlisted. Maria calculated what you were owed if you would have stayed in a government job plus interest," said Steve.
"So a couple thousand," said Bucky. Alison had given him a brief crash course in how money had changed over the years, but it still didn't make a lot of sense.
"Try half million," said Steve softly and Bucky just looked at card and back to Steve and shook his head.
"That's not right...I shouldn't have this," said Bucky. He hadn't done anything to earn this money and it was more than his former broke Brooklyn self could handle.
"Yes you did. It's what you would have earned if you had come home as planned. I know it's a bit overwhelming, but you should have it," said Steve and Bucky shoved the card and license into the wallet.
"It just feels odd is all," said Bucky and Steve grabbed his shoulder.
"I know. I felt weird when SHIELD cut me a check for all my 'back pay'. I tried giving some to Becca and she wouldn't have any of it. A lot of it is still just collecting in the bank," said Steve and Bucky raised an eyebrow.
"You mean it isn't under a mattress?" asked Bucky recalling how they used to hide their money under Becca's bed. After coming out of the Depression you didn't trust anyone in a suit with your money.
"It's really frowned upon," said Steve grin.
"So I guess this means I can actually take her out," said Bucky.
"Let her treat you this one time or it might drive her crazy. Besides you're driving," said Steve nodding his head at the keys and pointing to one of the cars they kept in reserve. It was a plain black four door sedan, but it was roomier than Alison's car. Bucky looked down at the floor and swallowed hard.
"It's still weird at times how nice you are to me," said Bucky and Steve's grip on his shoulder tightened up.
"If you were in my shoes, you would do the same for me...maybe even more," said Steve. "You deserve this more than anyone I know," said Steve swallowing his own lump in his throat. Bucky looked at him and he could almost see the skinny kid again. They were two men out of time and trying to find their place in it again. He really did need me. He needed a friend, thought Bucky.
"You're still a punk," said Bucky trying to ease the tension and Steve gave him a small grin.
"And you're still a jerk," said Steve. Bucky went and put their things in the sedan and he saw Alison get off the elevator.
"So are we doubling after all? I can see about getting another set of tickets," said Alison teasing. Steve shook his head.
"I think the first date should be a private affair. I might take you up on the double next time," said Steve and he hugged Alison lightly. "Have a good time and don't let his driving scare you," said Steve and he headed up. Alison went to open her car door only to have Bucky reach it first and open it for her.
"Do guys still open doors?" asked Bucky and she got in the car.
"Only the really awesome ones," said Alison and Bucky shut the door and went around to the driver's side. She squeezed his hand lightly before he started the car and drove off.
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Natasha watched as they drove off and a small smile crossed her face. She had made the right choice in keeping her secret. She went back to her run and wondered if he would ever remember meeting her. Not in Iran on the strip of desert when he shot her, but in the Red Room where he had trained her.
She hadn't outright lied to him when she said she had been told about him when she was girl, but after the Graduation they had deemed her special enough to know a truth. That one day Russia would rise again and they had the best weapons for when that day came. They brought her into a room and there he stood-The Winter Soldier. Dressed in black and looking so stern it frightened her a bit. She trained with him for a month and he was the most ruthless teacher she had ever had. He pushed her hard, but she loved the challenge of it. One afternoon they were training and he had her pinned and she went to flip him off her when he went slack and something in his eyes went hazy.
"Do I know you?" he asked. "You have eyes like her," said the Soldier and his gripped tightened and Natasha could feel his body responding. He kissed her and Natasha was too stunned for a moment to get him off her. The kiss was hard and demanding, yet desperate and needy. Like he was looking for something and he could find it if he held on to her. Natasha kissed him back and wrapped her legs around his waist before she flipped them over and grabbed his arms.
"I'm not her," said Natasha and he looked confused. "I can be whatever you want though," said Natasha. That was what she had been trained for. To be whatever they told her be. Was this a test of some sort? She felt something for him though and the lost look in his eyes dug at the iron in her.
"She...she…" muttered the Soldier and Natasha kissed him again. She wanted him and he flipped her over and peeled off her clothes while she fought with his. It was quick and almost painful on the floor of the training room. He muttered the whole time about her green eyes and that he was sorry. Natasha got the handlers when it was done and he looked puzzled as they took him away and she didn't see him again until Iran. She had felt something for him in that moment and she shoved it away for it was weakness and she was made a marble.
Natasha had thought about telling Steve what had happened and it had been documented in the file she found for him. No. it was private and no one needed to know. She burned the notes with that encounter and everything after. She had for that brief moment in time loved him. Loved his ruthlessness, the power and control he seemed to have. He was perfect in his training and she wanted that perfection. Maybe he had loved her too in that moment, she wouldn't ask though. He didn't seem to remember her at all and Natasha didn't blame him for not remember what had happened between them. Somethings were best forgotten. Besides it wasn't her he had been looking for. He had been looking for someone like Alison. Someone who could see beyond the ruthlessness and power to who he really was. He does seem to have a thing for green eyes, thought Natasha with amusement.
Bucky was gone over Alison and it did make her happy. While love hadn't worked out for her, she wasn't bitter about people finding it. In some ways she was the biggest romantic of them all. She just hid it well...well she hid everything well. She looked up to see Bruce doing yoga on his balcony and sighed a bit. She had seen beyond the Hulk and yet it hadn't been enough. Maybe that was what had hurt her the most when he left, that she had seen so much of him and she had let him see who she. Natasha finished her run and went to stretch out and looked up to see Bruce sitting still with his eyes closed. Maybe there is still more I haven't seen, thought Natasha.
…
It felt a bit odd to be in the passenger seat while Bucky drove. Alison had gotten used to driving him if they went somewhere together. He looked so serious and was gripping the wheel tightly with his right hand. Alison put her hand on his leg and squeezed lightly.
"Are you alright?" asked Alison.
"I'm used to the motorcycle and I've flown a jet before, but I'm still a bit nervous about driving a car. Stupid right?" asked Bucky and Alison blinked.
"You flew a jet?" asked Alison a bit stunned and she could see Bucky cringe a bit.
"It's a long story, but yeah I flew a jet," said Bucky and Alison nodded understanding that he needed a subject change.
"So are you going to see Becca while I get these out?" asked Alison indicating her stitches. Bucky shrugged and Alison squeezed his leg a bit harder. "What's going on up there?" asked Alison and Bucky gave her a sidelong glance.
"I really want this to go well," said Bucky and Alison nodded before he went on. "I just...I'm nervous," said Bucky finally.
"I'm sort of nervous too," Alison admitted. She had popped an extra pill this morning to settle her nerves. Something she hadn't done in months.
"I haven't done this in decades and I know how it was with you and Matt and…"
"Don't compare yourself to Matt," said Alison softly. Bucky's shoulders sagged a bit and Alison mentally kicked herself for not seeing this sooner. He's in a contest with what he thinks I want, thought Alison "Pull over," said Alison and Bucky did. He looked worried and Alison took his face in her hands.
"I don't know if I've already asked this, but I'm going to now and I really need you to this for me. Don't compete with Matt. You aren't going to let yourself win," said Alison and he looked down. She waited until he looked at her again. His eyes were clouded with confusion and she went on
"I'm not going to lie to you, I did love him. I loved him very much. I loved him so much that I couldn't see anything after him. I didn't think there could be anything after him. It took me a long time to let that go and you're one of the many reasons I can let him go and be okay," said Alison kissing Bucky's forehead.
"Stupid right?" asked Bucky and Alison kissed him again lightly on the mouth.
"Not stupid. I know when I talk about Matt I tend to gloss over the less than perfect stuff, but he had his faults too and well it took me awhile to remember that stuff too when I was letting him go," said Alison.
"Did he snore too?" asked Bucky and Alison laughed a bit.
"He was always running late. He would eat the good leftovers and leave the dishes in the sink for me to clean up after I got off the shift. I couldn't stand some of his friends. There was that annoying habit of teasing me about how my parents named me after an Elvis Costello song. Really it got very annoying. I'm sure that I had things that annoyed him too. I overthink everything, I snore, I shed," said Alison holding up some of her hair. "He was a big part in my life and letting him go was hard. I did let him go and you aren't a stand in for him. I love you because you're you. Please don't try to be him," said Alison.
Bucky pressed his face into her hand and he kissed her hand. He leaned forward and kissed her hard. Alison still had her seatbelt on which was what stopped him from pulling her over to him. He pulled away and looked a little annoyed.
"I don't know why I needed to hear that," said Bucky and Alison shrugged.
"Sometimes you just need to hear the oblivious. I'm sorry I didn't see it sooner," said Alison.
"You aren't a mind reader and I didn't say anything sooner. I just…" Alison took off her seatbelt, leaned over and kissed him slowly.
"Just nothing. Now that we got that out of the way do you mind if I turn on some music for this little road trip?" asked Alison. She puts on a mix of U2 she has on her phone as Bucky starts driving again. I really hope you understand how much I want you to be you, thought Alison.
…
Alison tells him she'll be fine at the doctor's alone and that she can grab a cab to head back to the apartment. She gives him a spare key and encourages him to go see Becca or to just go to the apartment and relax a bit. They don't have to be anywhere until six. She gives him a quick kiss before going into the doctor's office. Bucky shakes his head before pulling back into traffic. Normal. She treats you like you're normal and I wonder if I'll ever get used to it. Bucky eased back into traffic and fought the urge to pull the driver of the car behind him out of his car for honking at him. I can't go if no one else is going. He had driven into the city on his motorcycle, but being stuck in car was a new level of annoyance. Everyone seems to lose their minds once they get in a car, thought Bucky. He parked in the garage, grabbed their things and headed upstairs to the apartment.
Bucky studied the apartment since he really hadn't noticed the changes Alison had made since she rented it out. The living room was less cluttered and the walls were painted white. A few random art prints hang on the wall to give the room some color. Her old bedroom had also been repainted white and the queen bed had been made up with pale blue sheets and a pale blue comforter. Bucky sits their bags on the bed and swallows hard.
He was so damn nervous about being with her it was making his head hurt. No girl...no woman had ever gotten him so damn twitchy before. It was damn near impossible to keep the wanting under control. Bucky took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. He decided to go for a walk before he drove himself crazy. Bucky jotted a quick note to Alison that he had gone for walk and would be back. Heading outside he started walking the path Steve had taken him on a few months ago. He can recall even more memories now that he can think clearly. Steve got into a fight down that alley and almost needed stitches for the cut on face. Becca would wait for us here when we got into high school. Bucky pauses when he gets to the apartment building that used to be home. The crowd isn't so large for a Saturday afternoon and he decides to give the actual tour a chance.
It's free on Saturday so they let him go up and the group is very small and they're speaking in Dutch as they look around. The tour guy is a short older man and Bucky is somewhat impressed and terrified that he knows so much about how they lived here and what it had been like for them. It wasn't a very long tour-really how much could you get out of two rooms and a living area? The guide lets them look around some more and Bucky drifted towards his old bedroom and he could still feel the draft from the window that never seemed to shut right. During the summers it had been so hot he welcomed the draft. He slept in just his underwear because it was so damn hot. He would have slept in nothing if his mother hadn't pleaded with him to keep something on in case there was a fire.
"Are you alright sir?" asked the tour guide.
"Just feeling a little overwhelmed is all," said Bucky and the guide nodded.
"It does feel odd to be so close to a piece of history like this," said the guide and Bucky sighed. It was his past that he was looking at and it was both odd and overwhelming. I love you, because you're you and Bucky believed her. She knew him almost as well as Steve did and she still loved him. After years of being lied to and used he somehow stumbled across someone who could love him knowing what he had been. Bucky eased out of his old room and looked around the living room and smiled thinking about how his mother wanted to meet all the girls he took out. You would have liked this one Ma. She has a good heart, thought Bucky before leaving the apartment.
….
There is a faint red line running from Alison's ear to her chin and Bucky ran his thumb over the line. The skin was slightly raised and he frowned a bit at how she had been hurt when he had only been a few feet away.
"It should fade away and after a while you won't even know it's there," said Alison taking his free left hand in hers. She could see the annoyance in his face and knows to head it off.
"It doesn't hurt anymore?" asked Bucky. It had hurt her a bit to sleep on her left side since the cut was on the left side of her face.
"No. It itches which is a good sign. It means it's healing the way it should," said Alison. "I'm sorry it took so long. The patient before me was a kid who got burned on a stove and she needed a lot of attention," said Alison.
"No it's fine. I'll let you take your shower first," said Bucky. It was past four and all she would tell him about the date is that that they needed be ready by six. Alison nodded and went down the hall to grab her things. Bucky heard the shower turn on and wondered if Alison would be upset if he joined her. He had thought about it a lot, but had never acted on it. You don't just walk in on a lady, thought Bucky. He took a deep breath and try to settle down. You've waited this long, what's a little more waiting? The shower shut off and Alison called out to him.
"I'm going to get ready in the bedroom and I put your stuff in the bathroom."
"Thank you," said Bucky and he heard the bedroom door shut. He took the coldest shower he could stand to settle his nerves. Once he finished he shaved and managed to not cut himself. He got dressed and pulled a glove on so it covered most of his hand. He was a bit too skinny in the face and he really should have cut his hair more, but he almost looked like the guy from 1944.
"We can do this," muttered Bucky. He went across the hall and tapped on the door.
"I'm almost ready," called Alison and he heard a muttered cursing has something fell with a thud. "Few more minutes," she called out sounding annoyed.
"It's alright. Take as long as you need," said Bucky and he went back down to wait in the living room. He wiped his damp palms on a throw blanket before going to look out the window and he watched people rush by. We can do this if you just settle down, thought Bucky.
"Sorry it took a bit," said Alison. Bucky turned around and nearly lost his breath. The purple dress simply clung to her, showing off the curves he was getting used to touching. It didn't show off a lot, but it was enough to make you want to guess about what she was hiding. The heels are modest from what he had seen other women wear, but it gives her a few inches so he won't have to bend down so far to kiss her. Her hair is pulled up into some braided bun and the make-up hides most of the scar. She's also put the dog tags on a smaller thinner chain. He had only seen her take them off for swimming or training and Bucky gives her a nervous smile. He hasn't taken his off since she gave them back.
"You look really nice," said Alison.
"You too," said Bucky going over to her. She takes his left hand and he can feel himself relax. It's going to be alright, thought Bucky.
"So what the hell did you drop?" asked Bucky and Alison laughs.
"Can of hairspray. I wanted to make sure it stayed put," said Alison pointing at the bun. Bucky leans down and kisses her cheek before wrapping his arms around her and kissing her slowly on the mouth. Alison simply pulls him in closer and kisses him back until they're both almost breathless.
"Do you want to go out?" asked Alison and he smirks.
"It would be a shame to waste that dress," said Bucky. Alison shakes her head and picks up her purse.
"Come on. We're getting pizza first," said Alison.
…...
Bruce is hunched over a piece of radio equipment that one of the cadets had broken when there is a soft knock on the lab door. He looks up to see Wanda is standing there nervously holding a plate of some sort.
"Can I come in?" she asks softly. Bruce is a bit stunned to see her there and shrugs to indicate she can come in. She comes in and sits the plate down and Bruce can see it's a plate of brownies.
"I heard they were your favorite," said Wanda. Bruce eyes them and goes back to the radio. "What are you working on?" asked Wanda.
"Radio. B team broke it," said Bruce and Wanda nodded. She sat on a stool and fiddled with a part. "I'm sort of busy," said Bruce. It wasn't that he hated her. She had fought with them against Ultron and he figured if she was good enough for Steve's new team she must have some redeeming quality. He just couldn't seem to let go of what had happened in Africa. She had brought out the worst part of who he was and everyone had seen it.
"I just...I'm sorry. For what happened before and how I hurt you," said Wanda quickly. Bruce looks at her and she starts fiddling with a ring on her hand. "I don't expect you to forgive me, but I wanted you know that I know now what I did was wrong. I didn't know it at the time, but I do now and if I could undo it somehow I would," said Wanda. She looked up and her dark brown eyes were clear and her face was a mask of resolve.
"Is that supposed to fix what happened?" asked Bruce sitting down his tool.
"No. I just wanted you to know where I stand. I know you might not ever really forgive me or trust me and its fair considering what I did. But I will spend the rest of my life trying to at fix all the damage I did and that includes what I did to you ," said Wanda. She got off the stool and left the room quickly.
Bruce stared after before he shook his and picked up his tool. He knew Alison had been counseling her and wondered how much this apology was a part of the therapy or had Wanda come on her own. He eyed the brownies and was about to throw them out when Natasha spoke up,
"Those have mint in them and they are amazing," said Natasha. She came into the lab and sat down. Bruce sat the plate down and Natasha took a brownie. Bruce went back to the radio while Natasha polished off three more brownies.
"I have to give her a little bit more respect. She was quicker with her apology to you than I was," said Natasha and Bruce almost dropped the radio. He looked at Natasha and she had that same look she had given him back at the Barton farm when she told him what happened to her. It pulled at him and Natasha sighed.
"It's not easy you know. To open up and let someone in when you've been told it was weakness your whole life. It just felt so easy with you and I really don't know why. I would have gone with you if you had let me," said Natasha. Bruce sat the radio down and looked at her.
"You don't run away from a fight. You never will and I'm sure that's what I adore about you," said Bruce. "We would always be running from a fight and you wouldn't be happy. I want you to be happy Nat," said Bruce.
He knew her and she walked headlong into the fight, hell she had been the one to come and get him for the team. A lesser agent, a lesser woman would have run in terror away. Not Natasha though, she had talked calmly to him and pulled a gun on him without missing a heartbeat. Maybe that's when he started to fall for her. Fell for someone who was the bravest person he had ever met
"There is always something or someone worth giving up everything for. I was shitty to you when you came back. It wasn't right and I want you know whenever you want to run, I'll be ready," said Natasha. She took another brownie before leaving his lab. Bruce sighed and went back to the radio. He eyed the brownies before taking one and eating it. She was right they were amazing. Bruce wondered what else she was right about.
…
Bucky was sure he had been here for a dance before the war started. Alison took him up a flight of stairs and Bucky could hear the music coming from down the hall where there was a ballroom. His grip tightened on Alison's hand has he looked around and took the stairs in and the huge front desk where Alison had asked for her tickets.
"Are you alright?" asked Alison. She looked up him nervously and she squeezed his hand.
"I think I might have been here before," said Bucky and Alison nodded and looked down the hall to the ballroom where the music was coming from before looking back up at him.
"If you don't feel comfortable being here we can go," said Alison. Bucky looked down the hall and shook his head,
"I haven't gone dancing since 1943," said Bucky and Alison nodded.
"We don't have to dance. We could just listen to the music. Or anything else you want to do," said Alison. He ran his hand down her arm and looked back down the hall. The music sounded like something he might have heard before and he looked back to Alison. She looked so nervous and Bucky thought about how she must have thought he would like this. She wouldn't have brought him here unless she thought he would have a good time.
"We won't have to do that stupid clutch and sway thing will we?" asked Bucky and Alison grinned.
"No," said Alison. Bucky draped an arm around her waist the way he would have done with any girl he took out and nodded.
"Lead the way," said Bucky. They went down the hall and towards the ballroom. Alison gave their tickets to a man in a black suit who took them over to a small table off to the side of dance floor. Bucky looked around to see some of the couples were dressed for a night out the way he and Alison were dressed. Other couples seem to be wearing clothes he would have seen at a USO dance. He looked to the stage and saw the band was dressed in black suits also and a woman with long black hair in loose curls and wearing in a red dress was singing.
Oh won't you stay with me
Because you're all I need
This ain't love it's clear to see
But darling stay with me.
"Have I heard this before?" asked Bucky.
"The band is called New Vintage. They take songs from now and redo them to sound like they were done back in day. I thought it would be fun...it's sort of how we are," said Alison "The best of both times," said Alison. A waiter came and took their drink order. Bucky ordered a whiskey neat and Alison ordered a rum and coke. She looked around the room and grinned.
"The worst wedding I ever played was in this ballroom," said Alison and Bucky looked at her as her grin got bigger. "The bride and the mother of the groom ended up in a catfight after the mother of the groom gave a speech that was nothing but thinly veiled insults at the bride and her whole family. The groom tried to break them up and he ended up falling into the cake table and wearing the three tiered chocolate cake. The police were called and we all had to give statements and then they stiffed us on the bill. Saying since we didn't play for the whole reception we didn't deserve our full fee. Sophia wanted to sue, but Renee just wanted to forget the whole thing. She dubbed it the White Trash Wedding," said Alison. Bucky couldn't help but grin at her and Alison raised an eyebrow.
"What?" she asked. The waiter sat down their drinks and Bucky took a sip of his whiskey before speaking.
"It's just you don't talk a lot about your life. We've talked about my life in great detail and we talk about things I've missed over the last couple of decades, but you don't talk about yourself a lot. Not unless I ask first most of the time," said Bucky and Alison turned a bit pink.
"Part of it's a bit of holdover from being your nurse and well I guess its part nerves too. I have this stupid idea that I'm going to say something stupid or that I'm going to bore you and…"
"I need boring after the life I've had," said Bucky and he pulled his chair closer to her. "Not that you're boring, but you've had a sort of normal life and I wouldn't mind knowing what that was like." Alison put her head on his shoulder and grinned.
"I once got a ton of free drinks for being able to sing Selena songs in almost perfect Spanish when I was in college on spring break in Mexico," said Alison and he looked down at her with a bemused expression.
"How many free drinks?" asked Bucky.
"I might have shut the bar down that night," said Alison. Another song started up and it was another slow number. It's a waltz. Ma taught me how to waltz, thought Bucky. Bucky downed his drink, stood and held out his hand to Alison.
"Think you can keep up with me?" he asked teasing. Alison took his hand and shrugged.
"We'll have to see," said Alison and she followed him out to the dance floor. He put his left hand on her lower back and took her other hand in his and started to lead her.
Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls just want to have fun.
Oh girls just want to have fun.
"Not half bad," teased Bucky as he spun her away before pulling her back Alison grinned as the song faded out.
"Well the old man taught me to waltz and I used to go salsa dancing, so I'm not totally clueless on how to dance," said Alison. The next number started up and it was a bit faster and he couldn't help but smirk. He remembered how he used to be when he went dancing. It felt so right and he could really show her who he used to be before.
"Let's step it up than," said Bucky. He pulled her close and lead her into a doing the Lindy Hop. Alison let a quick little shriek before trying her best to keep up with him.
Cause you got that James Dean daydream look in his eye
And I got that red lip classic thing that you like
And we go crashing down we come back every time
Cause we never go out of style
We never go out of style
Despite her best efforts her hair ended up falling out the bun and it just hangs around her face. It fell out after he flips her over his shoulder effortlessly. She wasn't expecting the flip or her hair to fall in her face so she missteps and ends up falling on her butt..
"Are you alright?" asked Bucky sounding worried and pulling her up while she's laughing.
"I only hurt my pride," said Alison tucking her hair back. He shakes his head and tucks more hair behind her ears. Something about the gesture sends a thrill up her spine and she wraps her arms around his neck to pull herself closer.
"At least I can slow dance. You might have to teach me the rest," said Alison.
"I would like that," said Bucky. He means it as he settles both hands on her waist for another slow dance.
They danced until almost midnight. She learned quick enough how to Lindy hop, but he did slow down to allow her to keep up with him. At times he even forgets how the serum improved his speed and reflexes. She did her best though and when they leave the hotel chilly fall air hits them hard. Alison pulls on her jacket and brushes her sweat dampened hair back. Bucky hunches into his jacket. He can't stand being cold and Alison wraps an arm around his waist and leans into him.
"Come on," said Alison and they walk through the parking lot to the car. She quickly turns the heat on for him to full blast.
"I had fun," said Alison. Her eyes are so bright and filled with fun it hits him in the gut. He missed being looked at like that and didn't realized he missed it till just now.
"Are you hungry? I'm starving. I think there is a French cafe a few blocks from here that has really good hot chocolate and…"
"Would it be alright if we headed back to the apartment? There's something I want to show you," said Bucky and Alison looks a little puzzled.
"Alright," said Alison and they drive back to Brooklyn. It's quiet in the car and Bucky lets his left hand settle on her leg. They pull into the garage and park, but when Alison goes to head inside, Bucky grabs her hand and looks at her.
"It's a few blocks from here," said Bucky and she looks so puzzled he kisses her forehead. "I'll explain when we get there," said Bucky. Alison leans against him as they walk and he wraps his arm around her. When they get to the museum that used to be his apartment Alison raises an eyebrow.
"Visit hours are way past over," said Alison and he tugs her down the alleyway.
"Trust me," said Bucky. He goes up the fire escape and Alison follows wondering if Steve will bail them out for breaking and entering. Bucky makes quick work of the alarm system and they go inside vie the roof. Bucky leads Alison to his former home and she smiles a bit looking around.
"I don't think I've been here since I was in grade school for a class trip," said Alison and Bucky laughs.
"So do you need the grand tour?" asked Bucky.
"I wouldn't say no," said Alison. She went to say something else when Bucky's arms circled around her and he bent down and kissed. He slid his tongue over her lips and into her mouth when she parted her lips for him. Alison can hear the plates shifting in his arm and she can feel the metal hand pressing hard into her lower back. Alison wraps her arms around him and winds his hair through her fingers to pull him closer to her.
"I needed you to come here. I wanted to show where I came from," said Bucky when he pulled away from her slowly. "It's not much, but I was happy here. You make me happy like I was before," said Bucky. Alison pulls him back and his hands settle on her waist and he likes the feel of the dress under his hands. He lets his hands creep up her back before his right hand settles in her hair and the left runs back down her back.
"Can we...can we be here?" asked Bucky and she nods slightly before she starts kissing him and he starts pulling her towards his old bedroom. Alison ends the kiss and starts unbuttoning his shirt while Bucky tries to find the zipper on her dress.
"How the hell did you get this on?" he mutters while shrugging off his shirt. Alison takes a step back and carefully unhooked the back of the dress before pulling the zipper down half way. Alison comes back over to him and she presses her lips to where his skin meets the metal of his arm. Bucky sucks in a breath and Alison pauses.
"Did it hurt?" she asked and Bucky shook his head.
"It's just different is all. I like it," he said and Alison pressed another kiss to the seam. She can taste him mixed with the iron and she pressed a kiss to his shoulder.
"With the serum...you recover faster," said Alison pressing another kiss to his chest and then another. "Care to find out how fast?" asked Alison teasing. Her fingers skimmed over his sides feeling his muscle and slight shiver from how chilly the room is. She's so warm though he doubts he'll be bothered by the draft coming in.
"Please," said Bucky and Alison starts kissing his chest and running her hands down his back. His eyes are closed and his head is slightly thrown back as her lips and hands work her way over his body. Alison still can't get over at times how hard his body his, how he's scared in some places and completely unblemished others. She kisses every inch of him she can and feeling his body react to her actions is its own private thrill. His breathing is getting shallow and she works his belt off and pants down and Alison has to get on her knees to keep going.
Bucky looks down at her through half closed eyes and watches as she pulls his boxers down and starts kissing his thighs. She takes his member in her hand and gives it a few strokes before licking a bead of cum off the tip.
"Ally," hisses Bucky and before he can get another word out her mouth is taking him. Bucky nearly cries out the second her tongue touches his cock. Her tongue is swirling around him and her hand is stroking what she can't take or isn't ready for yet. Heat. So much heat after being cold for so long and he can't believe he's having this right now.
Alison stops stroking him to settle her hands on his hips and she hums a little has she takes all of him in her mouth and Bucky lets out a cry as his tip meets the back of her throat. Bucky simply stands there as she moves his hips in time with her head bobbing up and down on him.
"Baby," whispers Bucky and he settles his right hand on her head and weaves his fingers through her hair. His left hand presses against the wall and he moans softly as she runs her tongue on the underside of his member and hums again sending his system into frenzy. He pulls her hair back and begins to thrust into mouth. Alison doesn't fight him and Bucky can feel one hand cupping his balls and squeezing lightly while the other hand grips his ass. Pleasure. I forgot how good this could be, thought Bucky pulling Alison's hair a bit trying to get her off him.
"I'm going to finish," muttered Bucky. Alison starts sucking him harder and hums again. She presses her tongue hard to the underside of his cock and the climax hits Bucky and he watches as she swallows his release. She sucks him slowly through his orgasm and he is shaking when it's done. Alison wipes her mouth with the back of her hand before she stands up shaking a little too.
"I wasn't sure you would like that," said Alison softly and Bucky's dark blue eyes lock on her in surprise. He quickly kicks off his shoes and pulls Alison close to him.
"I really liked it," breathed Bucky and he kisses her. He can taste himself on her lips and it's another thing that is different and makes him want her even more. He pulls the zipper the rest of the way down and helps Alison step out of her dress and she kicks the heels off. His breath catches once again to see her in the black lacy undergarments. Bucky licks his lips to see her wearing stockings attached to a garter belt.
"You...do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?" asked Bucky running his hands over her body.
"No," said Alison honestly and it's barely a second later he has her pinned to the wall and he's unfastening the bra. His mouth licks and sucks at her breasts while his right hand goes between her legs to find she's already wet for him. He slides a finger inside and her whole body shudders
"I thought about you all the time. Drove me crazy," said Bucky pressing kisses down her body the way she done for him. "I used to touch myself and think about what it would be like to have you," said Bucky. He slips another finger inside her while his other hand undoes the stockings. Alison moans and grips his shoulders while he strokes her.
"This is better than what I dreamed of," said Bucky. He eases the fingers out of her and Alison cries out before Bucky kisses her. He slides the underwear and stockings down before pulling her over to his bed and laying her down. Bucky goes back to kissing her body and working his way down. Bucky watches her fist the sheets and her pulse throb as he goes lower. Alison parts her legs for him when he gets to her hips and he smirks before kissing her inner thigh. She wanted him just as badly has he wanted her. Bucky can feel himself getting hard again and decides to wait a bit longer.
Bucky pushes her legs apart a little further to accommodate his shoulders before sliding his tongue inside her. Alison cries out and lets her hands tangle in his hair has he licks circles on clit. He slides two fingers back inside her while taking her with his mouth.
"James," breathes Alison. She starts rocking her body against his fingers and he keeps using his mouth and tongue on her with a ruthless sort of patience. He can feel her whole body tensing under him and it gets him even harder to know she's coming undone for him. Bucky grips her hip with his left hand and clamps his mouth on her clit and circles her harder with his tongue. Alison can't seem to catch her breath before the orgasm hits her and she would bucked her hips if he wasn't holding down with his left arm.
Alison can't seem to stop shaking as she comes down and Bucky pulls her close and he kisses forehead. Her green eyes are wide as she looks at him and she kisses him on the lips. Alison adjust her body and pulls him back on top of her.
"You called me James," said Bucky running his hands down her sides and she kisses him again.
"Just felt like it," said 'Alison softly. Bucky brushes her hair back before adjusting himself on her. She's still shaking a bit and their eyes lock has he pushes himself inside her. Alison wraps her legs around his waist and he buries himself inside herself with a moan. It takes a moment for both of them to adjust to what they're feeling before Alison moves her hips against his and runs her hands down his back.
"I trust you," said Alison and Bucky wonders how she knew he needed to hear that before he starts setting a pace she can take. It's slow at first and it's Alison who tells him it's a alright if he wants to go a little faster and she moves under him with such ease taking him a little deeper inside her he cums a little. She gives him his look of understanding and wanting. Bucky pulls her legs around him tighter and begins to take her the way he had wanted for so long. His thrusts are quick and hard while she moves under him to take him deeper. Alison is moaning and he can feel her nails digging into his back. Bucky grabs her hands, pulls them over her head and pins them down. He can feel her tightening around him when he does that and she moans shamelessly as the second orgasm hits her. Bucky can't hold back anymore and when he does cum he barely aware he's shaking now and muttering things in Russian. Alison lets out a soft moan has he climaxes and she kisses him deeply.
"I love you," mutters Bucky burying his head in her hair and trying to catch his breath. Alison sighs and strokes his hair while trying to get some sense back. Best date I've had in a long time, thought Alison unaware that the same thought is going through Bucky's mind.
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"Where did you get this one?" asked Bucky trailing his fingers on a scar Alison had on her right side.
"Appendix. I had it taken it out when I was eight," said Alison half asleep. They were back at the apartment curled up in bed. They had each other again the second they got into the bed together. He had been slower with her and he was worried she hadn't enjoyed it as much since she didn't climax the way she had before. She told him it was fine, that she was just a little worn out from before. He knew he should let her sleep, but he couldn't sleep. Everything in him was awake and he traced another scar that was on her left side.
"This one?" asked Bucky once again trailing his fingers over it.
"My spleen. They had to take it out after the accident," said Alison. He had seen her other scars from the accident, but somehow this one seemed more personal since it was hidden unless you saw her naked.
"You are so pretty," said Bucky pressing a kiss to the scar on her left. Alison placed another kiss on the seam that connected his metal arm to his body.
"You aren't too bad on the eyes either," said Alison softly before she slipped off into a light sleep. Bucky kissed her forehead before trying to settle into sleep himself. He pulled her close and couldn't believe what had gone on between them tonight. He felt so right and how easy it had been for them. They had a trust in each other that he hoped other people had with someone. Bucky still wasn't sure what he had done to earn her trust, but he wasn't going to let her go. He drifted off to sleep holding her tightly. I won't let you go, thought Bucky,
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"Should I engage?" asked Neil. He had been one of the few members of the Strike force to make it out of SHIELD. He had been working in South America when Hydra had come out only to fall. He had come back to New York under orders former one of the few remaining higher ups. He was waiting for his next set of orders. It had been two years since he had gotten any orders and he was wondering if they had forgotten about him.
Fate however remembered him and when Neil saw The Asset coming out of an apartment in Brooklyn on a Sunday morning with a rather pretty brunette he nearly dropped his groceries. He quickly ducked into an alley and dropped the bags there. He pulled out the cell he was given before leaving and called the one number programed in and told them what he had seen. The Asset was alive and from the looks of things in his right mind.
"Do not engage at this time. Follow and report back," said the voice before hanging up. Neil hung and saw that The Asset and his companion hadn't gone far and were heading towards Prospect Park. The Asset seemed very at ease with the brunette and Neil carefully snapped a picture of her laughing at something The Asset had said before kissing him on the cheek. Well it looks like he's thawed out for now. I wonder if they have any of his freezer units around. Neil sent the picture to his contact to see if they could find anything on her. The Asset kissed her and Neil grinned a little. He had missed working and now he might start up again. I might even get a little bonus for my work, thought Neil carefully trailing them.
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Bucky almost hates that they have to go back and people are going to assume and rightly assume what happened between them.
"Are you okay?" asked Alison and Bucky grins.
"Debating asking Steve for a soundproof room," said Bucky and Alison nudges him before getting in the car. He takes her hand in his left hand and holds it. "I really did have a nice time. Not just the sex. All of it. It was nice to be me again," said Bucky. Alison kisses him and they start heading for home.
Notes-I was sort of inspired by the Civil War clip of Natasha telling Bucky that he should recognize her. I really do think they met before in the MCU and it's going to be fun to see how the Russo's take it. Plus they were a serious item in the comics. I have no plans to have a love square between Bucky, Alison, Bruce and Natasha. That scene just spoke to me a bit.
I don't think I'll get this done before Civil War, but I have an end in mind-I'm thinking maybe three more chapters here before penning where Bucky and Alison go during Civil War. I'm going Thursday May 5th to see it and I have avoided all movie spoilers so far and it's going to be a long week. Oh I can't wait!
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