A month later everything was going fine. Even though Tony Stark disliked Bucky he understood he needed a way to take care of a child. Bucky was still a avenger, but only did one mission every time he was starting to run out of money. She was with Steve when he was on it but today he isn't on a mission. Unless giving a full on interrogation to his ex-wife was one counts. He took a picture of Nicola with him, along with a letter the little girl had him write as she's drew a picture for her.

He told her he was going to send them to her in the mail. But her couple hours of fun with Steve was her running around the park until he was finished. When Bucky had to go through the metal scanner he had to get thoroughly checked because of the metal arm. He sat down with his hair pulled back and a blue cap hiding his face. When Vanessa sat down he thought she looked like hell.  "Of all the people to visit me I thought you'd be the last." She said through the phone. With out saying anything he pulled the picture of Nicola out of his pocket. She was in a purple flower dress with sparkly flats. The little girls hair was in two braids just like Natasha showed him, and it was accented with the bows.

"What did your little red headed beauty buy her that or did you finally get a sense of style." He rolled his eyes. He was glad he divorced her. "Steve. Steve bought her that. The only thing Natasha has to do with that outfit is that she taught me how to braid her hair." He said bluntly. She chuckles. "Seventy years later and you still in love with captain spangles just get married already." He gets closer to the glass as she ends her sentence. "This isn't why I'm here. I'm not here to talk about my love life. What in you decided it was a good idea to start shooting your self up with heroine with Nicola around? Why did you even do it in the first place?" The light in his  eyes slowly disappear  as he speaks.

"I was broke. I started selling it for money because idiots pay a lot for that. Then one night during a sell someone had me pinned and injected me. I didn't want to do it but it was my last choice." He starts shaking his head. "I could've gave you money until you got back on your feet. Even if we don't get along i could've let you sleep in her room until you got another home. This isn't the life either of us wanted for her." Vanessa leans back in her chair as he talks. "What kind of women would I be if I relied off my ex husband to live. I wanted to show her that you should never rely on a man to keep you happy." That's when Bucky almost lost it. "Look where you are now! She's only four Vanessa! All she cares about is Oreos and orange juice, with sparkly shoes and hair bows." His heavy breathing is all she hears through the microphone. "She made this for you. She wanted to write a letter but I had to write it for her." He put it in the exchange box. "I hope you are happy that this is the way you ended up as." As he finished his sentence he stood up out of anger and left.