Part 5—-

One of the few times Bucky slept through the night with no nightmares he woke up to noises in the kitchen. Nicola wasn't in his bedroom and that became a automatic concern for him. He had nothing but his metal arm ready for a attack but found Nicola on the counter. "Nicola Elenor Barnes what are you doing." She looks back at him innocently and responds with,"I'm trying to find Oreos." He walks to the counter and picks her up and places her on the ground. "You are not eating Oreos for breakfast Nicola. Let's go get pancakes like we usually do. Is that okay?" She nods and runs to her room that she never uses.

That gave him a cue to put some different clothes on as well, and when she came out she has five bows stuck to her head, a braid, and jeans with a dress. "Oh Nicola what am I going to do with you." He mumbles to him self as he picks her up and places her on the bed that's never been used. " You need to pick one bow to have in your hair as I try to find you a shirt." She makes a sad face but does what she was told but ends up not being able to choose between the blue polka-dotted one or the purple sparkly one. She asks which one she should wear and he responds with "Just wear both, I guess."

In the midst of pancake eating his phone rings. "James Barnes?" Asks the deep voice. " This is him." He responds. "This is your ex-wife's Lawyer Christopher Hansen. I was told to notify you the length of Vanessa's prison time. She'll be in there ten years, possibly seven if she does what she's told. She will have ten months of rehab and be allowed minimal visitation." He was shocked at the niceness of the mans voice.

During their divorce trials Christopher hated his guts for being a Avenger. "Thank you. When can she start visitation so Nicola can see her?" The line was quiet but he could hear a heavy sigh. "In a month. But I don't think it's a good idea to bring a child in prison Mr.Barnes. Maybe bring a picture and have her write a letter to her. I don't have much time I need to make another call to a client. I hope you have a good day Mr.Barnes." Then the line cuts off before he could say goodbye. "Was that mommy?" Bucky looks up at the little girl with syrup smeared across her face. "Just one of her friends." He says with sad eyes.