The Wedding (Part Three)
“Stop the wedding!” Echoed loud in the expansive church, as all heads turned to the large wood doors.
They saw Bucky standing in the doorway, rays of sunlight casting past his silhouetted form.
The reactions throughout the room were vastly different, for the Omega’s boyfriend, T’Challa he felt relief.
The fact that his gorgeous love was okay, standing not to far away from him and clearly on a mission told him everything would be fine. Until he saw the bruise on Bucky’s forehead.
Now, there was hell to pay, and whoever caused this pain and injury to the mother of his child was gonna receive a very unkind and unpleasant death.
Across the room, at the front pews on the brides side of the church were the mother and father of the Omega, and to say they were concerned would be an understatement.
Winifred and George Barnes were not only concerned that their Omega son was breaking up and stopping the wedding of their Beta daughter, but were also extremely worried over the fact that Bucky had only just made it to the wedding, looking a mess on top of everything with a mark on his head.
Winnie wanted to rush up and make some soup while she tucked James into bed and held a wet towel against his forehead until all was right again.
George had an indescribable urge to strangle whom ever had dared to hurt his sweet Omega son, until the logical and analytical part of his brain realized this was almost positively the work of his daughter, and then he felt conflicted about his earlier destructive thoughts.
At the altar stood two very different people with two very different reactions.
On the right side of the church, Steve Rogers felt the deep, thick, intrusive knot in his chest fall to his stomach, dropping from his heart into the hollow crevices of his insides, where it remained creating a painful, breath taking sensation.
Beyond all that Steve felt a hope rising in his heart, taking hold of the tight pain from before and loosening the grasp on it, giving the sense of happiness in its wake.
Steve was hopeful and happy, and the thought that maybe he was daydreaming at his own wedding crossed his mind, until he realized everyone was looking towards the Omega at the door, everyone had hushed not for the couple who was to give each other their vowels, but to pay witness to the dramatic events that were to unfold around them.
And all Steve could do was watch.
Rebecca Barnes who, on the left side of the church, felt the large, tight grin plastered over her face twitch but not falter, snapped her head towards the large doors.
She felt her face tighten at the sight of her twin brother, and his disheveled state.
Stop the wedding?
How dare he, she thought. How dare he try and stop their wedding, how was he even here? She put him in the closet so he wouldn’t be here, just until the wedding was over. Why did he have to ruin this!
“Shit...” Rebecca whispered, causing Steve to turn and glance at her.
The panicked look on her face gave way to her fears, and Steve started to question what was going on.
The Alpha leaned down to whisper back to her. “What did you do?”
Becca snapped her eyes back up to Steve, startled.
“What? Nothing.”
He looked skeptical.
“I don’t believe you.”
Fuck,
...
“James?” Winifred asked as she stood, her husband following her to his feet.
“What’s happeni-“ George started to ask, only to be cut off by Rebecca.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” She yelled at her brother, feigning a sad face. “HOW COULD YOU RUIN MY WEDDING!”
The family in the pews turned to look at Bucky with an accusatory face, buying into Rebecca’s ‘how could you do this to me, I’m so innocent’ act.
“How could I ruin your wedding?” The Omega asked, appalled. “How could you lock me in a fucking closet?!”
A few people gasped, others murmured around the room.
They heard their mother say, “What?” Emotion thick in her voice.
“I-I...” Rebecca stuttered, unsure of how to get herself out of this mess.
“You what Rebecca?” Steve asked, eyes wide and frightful over the actions of his... his fiancée?
Steve could hear a quiet, “I knew she was crazy.” From behind him, mostly likely Wade.
“Did you give him that bruise too?” Natasha asked from behind Rebecca, having taken a step back from the bride.
Becca shook her head, having a hard time coming up with a clear story.
“N-no-“
“Yes you fucking did!” Bucky said, walking closer to the couple. At this point T’Challa had moved to follow the Omega, not taking control but letting his boyfriend know he was there Incase he needed him (he was also glaring daggers at Rebecca).
“Don’t lie Rebecca,” Bucky said. “For the first time in your life don’t fucking lie.”
A drip of sweat rolled down Rebecca’s forehead, and her eyes darted around the room.
“What!” Winifred yelled, tears in her eyes. “Rebecca what did you do?”
As Winnie got emotional, looking at her daughter in distress, George decided to ask Bucky.
“What exactly happened, James?”
Bucky turned to his dad, giving him a small smile of reassurance. “Well, when T’Challa dropped me of at Rebecca’s house she brought me upstairs, into her room. And she was freaking out, dad. There was papers everywhere-“
“What kind of papers?” Steve asked, looking confused beyond belief.
“Uhm, she’d written all over them, I brought them with me if you guys wanna see. But anyway-“
“You’re lying!” Rebecca said, trying to interrupt.
“I have proof!” Bucky yelled back, gaining an angry sneer from his sister, before he turned back to look at his father. “Anyway, Rebecca went into the bathroom, and so I read some of the papers and they were just- just really weird and confusing. And so- so I turned around and then she hit me with something-“
“I did not!” His sister cut in again, desperate to save name, while Bucky just kept talking over her.
“And then I woke up in a fucking closet! Incase you wanna go back to their house there’s a huge fucking hole in the door.”
“How did you-?” Steve asked, even more confused.
“There was a tool box-“
“Oh!” Steve exclaimed. “Yeah, I just installed some shelves in there-“
“Steve!” Sarah Rogers said, coming to stand by her son. “Not the time, hun.”
The Alpha nodded, a rosy blush coming over his cheeks.
As the family chattered to each other, discussing the situation and how to deal with it, Rebecca Barnes began to fume.
She knew it, she fucking knew James was gonna ruin her wedding. So close, she thought. She was so close to having everything. Steve, she’d almost had him, she’d almost won. But Bucky had to Intrude, she never should have invited him, life was better when he wasn’t here.
All the beta could focus on was Bucky, it was like her vision had zeroed in on the Omega, and the pounding in her heart only furthered her anger.
Before anyone could react Rebecca had charged Bucky, knocking him to the ground.
Luckily T’Challa was behind Bucky and was able to break the Omega’s fall, sliding under him so all his back hit was the Alpha’s chest, immediately cradled in strong arms.
Bucky felt his Alpha’s large hands come to cover his belly, protecting their unborn child.
Rebecca had barely landed on the couple when Steve was pulling her off, just in time for two cops to storm through the open doors.
“What-“ Steve said, startled by the presence of law enforcement.
That’s when Natasha came forward, holding up her phone. “I called 911.”
“Thank fuck.” Tony whispered.
“Oh my god!” Winifred yelled, racing forward towards her children. George followed, helping Bucky stand as his wife brushed his hair back, checking he was okay.
A police officer walked towards Steve and Rebecca, grabbing the Beta and handcuffing her before reading her rights.
“What! Why are you arresting me!?”
“For assaulting a pregnant Omega, Miss.” The one handcuffing her said.
Bringing any harm to an Omega was frowned upon, but harming a pregnant Omega, that was cause for possible jail time. With Omega’s being so rare, being seen as delicate and precious creatures, the United States took their care very seriously.
And Rebecca had fucked up.
“What?!” The Beta yelled, being pulled towards the doors of the church. “You can’t do that!”
“Please calm down, Mam.” The other officer said, leading the way outside.
Some of the family members rushed to the door to watch Rebecca be taken away, even some younger cousins were filming on their phones.
“MOM! DAD!” Rebecca yelled, turning her head wildly, only to be met with disappointing looks.
There was a lot Winifred and George Barnes could forgive their daughter for, a lot they could move on from, but this? This they weren’t sure of.
Winnie returned her attention to her son, examining the bruise on his forehead.
“Honey, are you okay?”
Bucky nodded, giving a small smile to his mom. “I’m fine mom, just kinda- startled.”
T’Challa wrapped his arms around Bucky, the Alpha closing his eyes and inhaling the Omega’s scent. Bucky leaned back, relaxing into his boyfriend’s chest.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you.” T’Challa whispered in Bucky’s ear.
“Shush, don’t apologize for something you couldn’t help. But thank you for catching me.” He said as he smiled up at the other.
“Always.”
Steve walked towards them, his mouth open and eyes still wide in shock.
The blond gave an unhumorous chuckle. “You did tell me not to marry her.”
Bucky laughed a little. “And I’m always right.”
Steve genuinely laughed this time, nodding his head as Clint and Tony came to check on him.
“Buck- you uh, you should probably go to the hospital, right? Just to make sure everything-“ at this he gestured to Bucky’s middle. “Is okay.”
Bucky nodded, letting T’Challa take his hand and guide him towards the exit, his parents followed, wanting to make sure everything was okay.
.•O•.
“-Well, it looks like baby’s okay, kicking around in there.” The doctor said, handing Bucky a cloth to wipe his stomach off.
“You’re sure?” T’Challa asked, his nerves shining through.
The doctor nodded, “Positive.” She said, giving them a reassuring smile.
“And James?”
She examined his bruise once more, having already done a concussion check confirming that yes, he had one, but it wasn’t life threatening.
“As I said before, just take it easy, you’ll probably have a headache for the next few days, but it’s nothing to worry about.”
Bucky nodded. “Thank you.”
“Mhm.” She gave a small smile. “I think that’s all boys, so you’re free to go.”
.•O•.
“You’re sure you’re okay, honey?” Winifred asked for the 97th time, walking over to stand in front of the couch where her son sat.
“I’m fine mom, no need to worry.” Bucky said from where he sat, T’Challa’s arm wrapped around his shoulders as the Omega laid his legs across the Alpha’s lap.
“How about some ice cream?” She asked, that momly smile on her face.
“I’m okay mom-“
But she was already walking into the kitchen.
Bucky sighed, letting himself relax into his Alpha’s hold.
Rebecca was at the police station being questioned, the officers had made sure to take the garbage bag full of Rebecca’s crazy notes.
It’s finally over, he thought to himself.
A smile dawned Bucky Barnes’ face that night, it was finally over.