Chapter 10
Eventually Bucky loosened his grip on Natasha, but he was careful not to move her.
“We need to go out looking again. Maybe even go to May, she has some form of answers she must do there’s no way she doesn’t.” The break in the silence seemed to shock Natasha back into reality as he felt the slightest flinch from her. One he wouldn’t have noticed if he hadn’t have felt it.
“James, he said he doesn’t want us to- “
“No.” Cutting her off wasn’t a smart choice. You don’t shush the Black Widow. But right now, this was more important trying not to regret it as he felt her tense up. “I know he doesn’t want us out there but I’m not doing it. He isn’t safe, he said it himself he doesn’t think he can do this, that’s enough of a green light for me. He wants help, he’s just scared of the consequences.”
For a moment Natalia did nothing, she just sat there gathered in his arms she was thinking though he knew that.
“You’re right. But we question May first. I have a lot of questions for that woman.”
“Okay then.”
Pulling up to the Peter’s apartment, or well his old apartment the two spies felt their anger bubbling. They knew nothing of what has gone down with Peter, what he’s facing or why he ran but one thing they both agree with is that May Parker took part in it.
Bucky watched as Natasha knocked on the door, ready to prevent May from slamming it closed, but she didn’t. As May opened Bucky didn’t see any fear, any remorse or any sadness in the woman’s eyes, only clear disdain and frustration towards the two Avengers stood at her door. Bucky watched as this only fuelled Natalia’s anger more, and which caused her to push past the woman into her house, Bucky following behind.
“What do you know?” Natasha demanded.
“What do I know? What do I know about what? About Peter? Not much. I don’t know where he is if that’s what you’re asking?” May responded. The two observed as the woman simply didn’t care about the fact her nephew was missing.
“What happened between the two of you?” Bucky asked trying to gain control of the situation, thinking if he basically played good cop, they might get some valuable information here.
Bucky observed as at that question May froze, then she just swirled around and the anger in her eyes was nearly enough for him to show the shock on his face, nearly.
“What went down? Are you serious? That boy is ungrateful. The moment he found a sense of family with the two of you, the moment he found people who could be his mother and his father, I hardly mattered. He was so happy with the two of you, a happiness he should have felt with me. So, no I don’t know where he went, and I don’t care. He murdered my husband and then decided his aunt wasn’t enough. I couldn’t give him a real family, he was ungrateful. He’s not my problem anymore, he’s yours. He’s been yours for a while. Now get out of my house!” May’s screams didn’t scare the two of them the way she intended, her trying to invade their personal space while screaming at them wasn’t doing what she thought it would.
All Bucky could do was hold his breathe as Natalia straightened her posture, but luckily instead of harming the woman she stormed out of the apartment and Bucky allowed himself to breathe out as he followed her to the car.
I don’t have to be your problem anymore.
Natasha wanted to scream. She wanted to turn the car back around, go back into May’s apartment and make the woman regret everything. But Peter wouldn’t want that.
Peter doesn’t like violence.
She could feel Bucky watching her, she knew he was concerned, she knew he wanted to talk about it. Both of them were shocked. Peter saw both of them as his parents, as his family. The mother thing wasn’t new to her but Bucky being a father figure? Now that, that was new. But it made sense.
How could she abandon him for that though? That was a side of May Parker that Natasha never believed she would see.
“What did she mean Peter murdered Ben?” Bucky finally broke the violence. “In my letter he said he didn’t listen, and Ben took the fall for it. What does that mean?”
He didn’t listen and Ben took the fall? Wait, every time he mentioned coming back or asking for help, he would say it wasn’t safe.
“The person threatening him. The number we found on the phone. They said Ben won’t be the only one to fall if he continues to disobey.” She thought out loud. “They killed Ben. “He’s running away from a killer.”
So, her biggest fears were coming true. Part of her just hoped it was something small, she knew it was stupid thinking it, but she just didn’t want to believe his life was in danger. That someone who had killed his only remaining blood relative was now once again coming for him.
“We’ll find him Nat.” Bucky whispered to her.
Natasha wasn’t going to stop until she did.
Peter just wanted to go to sleep. He would like nothing more to be curled up on the sofa between Natasha and Bucky but clinging to the blanket he took which he had shoved into the crevasse of his selected roof, (Yes, he had a selected roof.) he knew that wasn’t happening. Sleeping also apparently going to happen at all right now, he was calling him again. Looking over the side of the roof and yep, there he was waiting in the shadows.
“Come on down Itsy Bitsy, we need to talk.” As much as he wanted to sleep, he crawled down the side of the wall until he was stood in front of the shadows. He just needed to do as told.
“Yeah? Is everything okay? Do you need something from me?” Please don’t know about the letters. Oh god what if he knows about the letters? Would he kill me or would he kill –
“Everything is fine Spider. I just wanted you to meet some of my friends.” Friends?
Peter knew his spider sense was screaming at him, but not for the man in front of him like he had thought. He realised it too late though as he felt the needle go into his neck and his world when dark.