“Broken” (Chapter Four)
I love this Chapter! I love Bucky getting to know the team better, and I love Sam. Bucky and Tony talk for the first time as well, and its a sweet moment. Long chapter, almost 3500 words.
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Out of everyone, it was Sam who made the first real effort to drag Bucky out of his room and into the world.
Sure, Clint would come and knock on the door if Bucky was late for a meal, and of course Steve invited Bucky along to everything he did, even if it was just walking downstairs for some coffee. But it was Sam who decided that he had had enough of Bucky hiding away after a week or so and showed up to change it.
“Bucky!” He knocked on the bedroom door loudly. “Bucky, I know your ass is awake, open this door. Don’t make me come in after you!”
“Sam.” Bucky opened the door and looked at Sam cautiously, left arm behind his back, wings nearly hidden behind his shoulders. “Are you looking for Steve? He’s in the–”
“Looking for you.” Sam folded his arms across his chest, wings rising in interest as he looked Bucky up and down. “I was thinking– I know you can run, seen it for myself. You want to go for a run with me this morning? Usually Cap goes with me, but he’s taking his sweet time in that shower so why don’t you and I just go?”
Bucky shifted uncertainly at the thought of leaving the Tower at all, much less without Steve, and looked back into the room as if hoping Steve would appear and make a decision for him.
Sam caught the quick motion and cleared his throat. “What, you need permission? You’re a big boy, come on. Get some fresh air, wind through your wings, all of that.” Then he raised an eyebrow challengingly. “Unless of course you think I’m gonna outrun your ass. You’re as old as Steve right? Pushing a hundred?”
“A hundred?” Bucky blurted before he could catch himself. “The hell I am!”