Chapter 5
You reached the "holding location", which was a tiny storage unit one town over. You used the skills Bucky taught you to make sure you weren't followed and stopped In front of the unit.
It was starting to get dark as you took off your back pack and fetched the key out of one of the zippered pockets.
You let yourself in, then locked the door from the inside after yanking on the string to the exposed bulb hanging overhead. The 5x10 space was stocked with some canned food and an opener, just gathered in the corner. There was a cot mattress on the floor and a rolled up sleeping bag on top of it.
You looked at it and clenched your jaw, sighing before rolling out the sleeping bag. You sat down on the mattress and dug in your backpack, finding a bottle of water and taking a long drink.
You set the bottle down on the concrete floor and laid down, pulling your hoodie over your head again and wrapping the jacket part of it around your body tightly, pulling your knees up into yourself.
It actually used to be Bucky's hoodie, but he put it on you once and thought you looked adorable in it, drowning in the cozy fabric; symbolic of his love surrounding you. So, it became your security blanket... and you could still smell his faint scent on it from all the times he'd held you close.
You hoped he was still okay; you were worried enough that a dull nausea loomed in your belly. And where you were now reminded you too much of how you had been living when you nearly lost your life. Add to that you longing for your shit hole apartment and the safety of your love; your savior.
Tears ran quickly down your face, seeping into the musty fabric beneath you and you remembered how you used to go to sleep each night... in Bucky's strong arms...
Face to face, you stroked his cheek as he stared into your eyes with such adoration while he cooed, "My sweet baby Bella...", he kissed your lips gingerly, "My life."
Your own lips curved up as you returned softly, "My strong Buck... mein Leben." You kissed his lips and he closed his eyes, humming...
But, he wasn't with you that night. You didn't know where he was... or if you'd ever see him again. He said he would come for you, but how could he ever guarantee that? The thought was gut wrenching and you felt so vulnerable without him... you just silently cried yourself to sleep.