Third Pearson's POV

After Eliza did an amazing explanation of what happened like Jonah and Johan it was thundering outside with lightning and Eliza watched the entire storm not caring if she'd got sick. It was soothing to her as it calmed her down Bucky saw something outside it looked like a figure and he moved the curtain to where he could see it and it was Eliza. She was on the roof of the place that they are at for the next couple of days.

Bucky opened the window Eliza didn't even turn around already knowing it was her father in the first place. "Hey, Liza." He says as he sat beside her as she glanced at him before looking ahead.

It was awkward for the two of them to have a conversation like they used to, especially after the argument earlier on the plane.

"Hey," Liza replies as they both look ahead to the city that almost has a sparkle to it due to it raining. It almost looks...pretty.

"I'm not going to ask how are you. Because that's a stupid thing to say." Bucky says as Liza smiled at her father's comment she couldn't help but smile but nothing feels the same anymore between the two.

"Yeah, that would be pretty stupid," Liza comments back as Bucky chuckled a little at hearing her sarcastic remarks. Truth is, he's missed that truly. It's Eliza's personality.

"Can I be honest?" Bucky asks as Eliza gave him a side-eyed look wanting him to continue. "I've realized that ever since you came back, nothing's been the same. Especially after the fight....and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said all of those things. I was just..upset." Bucky says as Eliza shook her head disagreeing with him which made him confused.

"You were disappointed. That's what it was. You were disappointed in me for basically keeping the world's fucking largest secret away from you. But the truth is, I knew how you'd react about it. You wouldn't like it even if I had told you. So I never told you. I thought about it but I didn't. If anything it's my stupid asses fault for every fucking thing that's been going on." Eliza says speaking her side of this. She looked her father dead in the eye with tears rolling down her cheeks.

Even if Bucky couldn't tell because it was raining but she was most definitely crying at the moment as he could tell that she was because with each word that she was saying her voice was cracking. Her voice only ever cracks when she's crying. Bucky didn't want to hear his little girl crying like this. He didn't even want her to be like this. He misses her smile already.

Bucky had his arm around Eliza's back she leaned her head onto his shoulder. Both of them are back to not saying anything. They letting Eliza's words sink in at the moment.

Eliza knew how her father would've reacted badly if she had told him that she knew that Sam gave over the shield to the government.

"Can we just put the past behind us, and start over?" Bucky says as Eliza looks at her father like he's crazy, she looked away at the sound of a window opening.

They both turned around and saw Tallulah, she was confused about why they were out here...let alone while it downpours.

"Why are you guys out here? It's cold, and it's raining." Tallulah says as she hopes that they'll listen and come inside but she's not going to make them if they don't want to.

"We're fine, Tula," Eliza mumbled as her hands started shaking Tula raised her eyebrow at Eliza.

"Cold?" Tallulah asks her friend as Eliza glares at her before huffing and brushing past her friend as she walked back through the window and disappeared inside the safe house, leaving Bucky and Tallulah confused about what happened.

"I'll go talk to her," Bucky says before getting up and going after his daughter.

Eliza sighs as she's on the balcony laying down on the concrete. She hears the door open and she side-eyed and saw her dad.

"You okay, doll?" Bucky asks his daughter as she doesn't even move or look at him.

"Как вы думаете, я действительно в порядке? Я не спал бог знает как долго. У меня бессонница, которая чертовски глупа. Я хочу вернуться домой, но все же мы здесь, в этом дерьмовом доме. Я определенно не в порядке. Но спасибо, что спросили." Eliza says as Bucky looks at her before he had a tiny smile on his face as he misses her sarcastic remarks. 'Do you think I am okay? I haven't slept in god knows how long. I have insomnia which is fucking stupid. I want to go home, but yet we're here in this shit house. I am most definitely not okay. But thank you for asking'.

"At least I asked." Bucky jokes as Eliza just looked away. He could tell that she wants to go back home. He knows that she is miserable being here. He knows everything. He can read her mind more than anyone else. He doesn't want to see her being like this. He knows that this isn't her. This is scary, traumatized, and terrifying too, but it breaks his heart seeing his little girl like this.

"Когда мы сможем вернуться домой?" Eliza asks as Bucky looked at her with tears pricking his eyes. He wants to tell her some lie but he won't. He doesn't know what to even say to her question. Even he doesn't know when they can go back home. 'When can we go home?'

He tells her the truth, as he can't stand lying to her. Now that he thinks of it, he hated the number of times he had to lie to his daughter in her entire lifetime. The amount of pain and guilt that he has inside of him is uncomfortable to him. He can't even look at his daughter he doesn't want her to see him like this. He doesn't know when will break down first him or her.

"Не знаю, кукла. Я не знаю." He says as he told her the truth. He looked at her briefly and saw that she was holding back the tears that she was desperately trying to hold back in. 'I don't know, doll. I don't know.

"Well, that's shit," Eliza muttered under her breath as Bucky chuckled silently to himself.

"Yes, it is, doll. It is shit." Bucky says to Eliza as she couldn't help but smile at hearing him say that. At least there making each other laugh and smile and things like that.

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i know that i am at
a weird place in the
book, but it's fine.
hope you like this
short chapter!

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