"Wake up!" You were on your knees. Tears flooding your vision, obscuring it. You couldn't see a body anymore. You saw blood. Blood. Blood. It was everywhere.

Skin and clothing was shredded from his right leg. A bone had broken through the skin. Glass was embedded in his head and somehow he had got the side of his torso severely cut. It was still bleeding.

Its too much blood.

You cried and screamed for help, your hands reaching for Bucky but not touching him.

The world was quiet though. Only the semi's horn interrupted the silence.

You screamed until your throat went raw and then you curled up next to Bucky's side and cried.

A groan snapped you to attention though. You shot up and looked at Bucky, who was slowly moving. He coughed a couple times, blood dripping from his stained lips.

Then he saw the dropoff. His face was hanging above it. You heard his breath quicken and saw his muscles tense.

"Bucky." You whimpered.

He said nothing nothing. He just looked down the cliff. "Y/N." He said absently. "My leg...Y/N!" He wouldn't move though. He started to hyperventilate. You were too scared to touch him though.

"Bucky," you choked, "please." You started to cry. He wouldn't move though. His vision was dimming and you knew that at any moment he could pass out and topple over the edge. "Bucky!"

His head snapped to the side to look at you, his eyes wide with fear. He looked absolutely broken. "I'm sorry."

Distantly you could hear the wail of sirens.

You heard Bucky gasp and looked at him. He was still staring over the edge. "Here I am again...Its a nightmare." He said quietly to himself. You knew he was talking about the mission when he fell from the train.

You saw his eyes flutter close and saw his right arm trembling. He was going to pass out. Without words you pulled Bucky away from the edge. He didn't resist. After you lugged him a few feet from the edge you collapsed near him.

Both of you were laying on you side, facing each other. Bucky was pale and his breathing was shallow. "Y/N. I can't feel my leg..." he said absently. Then he repeated. "I can't feel my leg." He started to say if again but you grasped his hand, stealing the words from his lips.

You moved closer to him, and brought his hands to your chest for comfort. "I've got you. We're going to be okay. We're alive love, don't be scared." You whispered. You were scared though. For Bucky. But he was scared too and he needed you.

As the call of sirens came closer you stroked Bucky's blood caked face, murmuring words of comfort and love.

His breathing slowed and his body started to become cold. His muscles relaxed yet his body was still trembling. "Everything is okay baby." You said softly. Tears streaming down your face as his eyes became vacant. You saw shapes running towards you both. The medics. "We're safe."

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Sorry.

They make it though.

;)

-Hannah Banana ♥