Bucky nodded and kept his face turned away. His jaw was clenched, unable to keep the fine tremble out of his body.
He was only too happy when his mother returned holding a paper cup with a straw.
"Here." She perched on the edge of the bed and offered the cup. It was warm water and Bucky was only too glad to suck the cup dry, sighing in relief. "I see you two got introduced."
"Mom, where's Corey?"
She sighed. "There's been... evidence that he might have been at least partially responsible for your abduction, either on purpose or accidentally."
Bucky shook his head. "No... No, mom, it's not possible... He wouldn't..."
"Bucky, darling, I wouldn't be telling you, if we weren't sure." She sighed and turned, passing the cup to Steve and placing her hands on either side of Bucky's face.
"I want to see him." Bucky was blinking away tears. "Please, Mom, I need to."
"I'm sorry, I can't let him." There was a beeping noise and she sighed. "They can't leave me alone for twenty minutes, they know you're awake."
She sat back and reached for her phone. "I'm sorry, Bucky, I have to take this."
Bucky nodded, "Okay." He looked away, fingers pushing at his blankets. He looked over at Steve, then closed his eyes. He wanted to have his hand held, have his face touched. He blinked and watched his mom walk to the other side of the room. Fighting back tears, his fingers curled into a fist.
Was he safe? Was it safe here? He thought he had been safe, before. Then they had taken him. He bit his bottom lip. "How do I know I'm safe? What am I going to do if they take me again? What they did to me, Steve..." He refused to open his eyes. "What if they do that to me again? What am I gonna do?"
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Date: 2014-06-04 07:01 pm (UTC)He was only too happy when his mother returned holding a paper cup with a straw.
"Here." She perched on the edge of the bed and offered the cup. It was warm water and Bucky was only too glad to suck the cup dry, sighing in relief. "I see you two got introduced."
"Mom, where's Corey?"
She sighed. "There's been... evidence that he might have been at least partially responsible for your abduction, either on purpose or accidentally."
Bucky shook his head. "No... No, mom, it's not possible... He wouldn't..."
"Bucky, darling, I wouldn't be telling you, if we weren't sure." She sighed and turned, passing the cup to Steve and placing her hands on either side of Bucky's face.
"I want to see him." Bucky was blinking away tears. "Please, Mom, I need to."
"I'm sorry, I can't let him." There was a beeping noise and she sighed. "They can't leave me alone for twenty minutes, they know you're awake."
She sat back and reached for her phone. "I'm sorry, Bucky, I have to take this."
Bucky nodded, "Okay." He looked away, fingers pushing at his blankets. He looked over at Steve, then closed his eyes. He wanted to have his hand held, have his face touched. He blinked and watched his mom walk to the other side of the room. Fighting back tears, his fingers curled into a fist.
Was he safe? Was it safe here? He thought he had been safe, before. Then they had taken him. He bit his bottom lip. "How do I know I'm safe? What am I going to do if they take me again? What they did to me, Steve..." He refused to open his eyes. "What if they do that to me again? What am I gonna do?"