"You have a good chance at it, James," she reminded him. "You're free," for the moment, "and you're in your right mind." Again, for now. "That's a really, really good start."
And it wasn't it surreal as hell, sitting here on a couch in Romania with James Barnes, the Winter Soldier, half in his lap while he combed his hand through her hair? Natasha might have laughed if she hadn't been the one experiencing it.
She took a deep breath, held it a moment, then let it go, saying afterwards, "Well, I wanted to make sure you were okay. I hadn't heard from you since - then, not that I was really in any shape to go look for you even if I had, but still."
Natasha unthinkingly lifted a hand to rest high on Bucky's chest, near the shoulder upon which she leaned. "And...to let you know I was still there...if you ever needed me." She gave a sort snort. "Weird, I know, right?"
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And it wasn't it surreal as hell, sitting here on a couch in Romania with James Barnes, the Winter Soldier, half in his lap while he combed his hand through her hair? Natasha might have laughed if she hadn't been the one experiencing it.
She took a deep breath, held it a moment, then let it go, saying afterwards, "Well, I wanted to make sure you were okay. I hadn't heard from you since - then, not that I was really in any shape to go look for you even if I had, but still."
Natasha unthinkingly lifted a hand to rest high on Bucky's chest, near the shoulder upon which she leaned. "And...to let you know I was still there...if you ever needed me." She gave a sort snort. "Weird, I know, right?"