winter rose

Wilhelms was born.

At that time, Perry was still sorting out antiques in the store, and Wilhelms, who stopped by to buy groceries, sat on the ground with a puff.

Perry: ...you stay away from my boss' antiques and I can't afford to break it

Then it was rushed to the hospital to prepare for delivery.

Perry had never seen such a calm woman in labor. Apart from the cold sweat on her forehead, which meant that she was really in pain, other than that, it was as if she wasn't the one who gave birth.

"I just hope he can say that he really loves me."

These were Wilhelm's last words before entering the operating room.

Perry glanced at Jerome Valeska, who was standing at the door with an indifferent face, and suddenly remembered something about himself, and silently lowered his head.

Maybe love really doesn't need to be expressed in words, and the parties can understand it much more profoundly.But they always feel like something is missing.

Almost anything.

Maybe it's the little sense of security after a long time of ups and downs.But even if the answer is like this, even if they know the answer, sometimes they just refuse to give it.

"You are similar to Mr. Valeska next door, but not the same."

After returning home, Perry told Bucky about today's critical situation, and at the end, she added this sentence.

Bucky remembered the occasional ring on Wilhelm's hand, and his eyes staggered.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Perry acted as if he hadn't mentioned this topic.She stood up and stretched.

"I'll do—"

"—Perry."

Bucky called her name suddenly.

"Ok?"

Perry looked at him expectantly.

The box in his pocket was scorching hot.

"I..." He paused. "Let me cook with you."

for a long time.

"it is good."

British style small fried fish.Perry didn't cook before, but Peggy often did, but this time she used the old method of the Carter family.

Heat the frying pan first, then wrap the small fish in the prepared batter.

Frying is a dangerous job.So Bucky does it.

Perry sat and watched on the balcony drinking sweet tea, but didn't move.

Nominally, it was Bucky who came to help Perry, but in fact, Bucky did more.

She suddenly thought, if everyone stayed well after the war, would Bucky, who had never experienced the Winter Soldier, be the same as he is now.

Perry didn't know, and she guessed Bucky didn't either.

No one will know what has never happened.

"Ah Bucky you're not breaded!"

Perry put down his cup in a panic, jumped off the balcony and rushed over.

Bucky slammed his hand with the clip.

"You didn't say you were going to—"

"Oh, I forgot!" Perry poked his head over his shoulder on tiptoe.

"I can't let it go now."

"It's okay, the rest—"

"—Actually, it can be done without bread crumbs, as long as there is Margarita's special batter."

She suddenly became optimistic and hugged Bucky from behind.

And Bucky was suddenly hugged from behind, his body leaned forward uncontrollably, a few drops of hot oil splashed on the metal arm, making a harsh squeak.

Bucky glanced at the arm, then turned his gaze to the small fish in the pot.

"Do you need me to chop potatoes?"

"Huh... I suspect that you despise me because of knife skills. Although my dagger is not as good as yours, I am still a cutie who has held a scalpel for many years..."

Saying that, Perry pinched his thigh.

"what is that."

She looked down at the box-shaped bulge in his pocket.

Bucky turned around abruptly.

"Nothing, I'm going to chop potatoes."

Then he pressed a kiss on her forehead stiffly, and hurried to the backyard.

Perry stood where he was, without speaking or moving.

She thought she knew what it was, like the one in the dream.

The velvet box, when opened, there will be a shiny ring.

The one you love will kneel down on one knee and make a promise that will be cherished most in your life.

For so many years, from that nightmare until today, Perry has been waiting.

But I don't know why, but it is getting farther and farther away even though it is close at hand.

Dinner was fried fish and stewed vegetables, served with crispy mince naan.

Delicious.

Perry also specially prepared a large pot of hot chicken nugget soup in a thermal insulation pot for the newly produced Wilhelms.It's not a must for American production, but it's the habit of being a witch.

Unexpectedly, Wilhelms accepted it well.

"I love this soup!"

Wilhelms, who had finished a bucket of soup just after giving birth, praised, and Jerome, who was sitting on a chair watching the baby in the incubator, raised his eyebrows, with an expression on his face as if he had just met her.

"You drank a pot, sweetheart."

"But it's delicious, it makes me feel like I'm back in school...don't look at me like that, J. The happiest time in my life is when I'm with you, and of course at school." Wilhelm wiped his mouth , smiling at Perry.

"Can you tell me the recipe?"

"As long as you like it." Perry smiled. "I'll ask James to give it to you tomorrow."

"I love you too." Wilhelm winked at her, then turned to Jerome.

"I want to see the baby, honey."

"Huh?" Jerome snorted, as if he didn't hear clearly, and kept his original posture staring at the sleeping child in the incubator.

He folded his arms, his body leaned back slightly, his waist was straight, his eyes were full of fear or doubt...

It was as if what was in the incubator was not his daughter, but a bomb.

He tousled his meticulous hair when he rushed Wilhelm to the hospital, and now the red hair is curled up randomly, the front two buttons of his shirt are unbuttoned, and his tie is loose...

Jerome was more himself now than Jerome in disguise.

So Wilhelm could see the emotion in his eyes, and also understand the emotion in his eyes.

"J?"

Wilhelms raised his voice.

"I want to see the baby."

"Oh, all right." He shrugged. "My sweetheart is going to see her little sweetheart now, should I avoid it?"

At the end of the sentence, he glanced at Weir provocatively.

Then Wilhelm laughed out loud.

"You're so cute, J."

I'm not jealous, I'm not jealous, I'm not jealous...

This is what Perry kept repeating to himself all the way after he left the ward.

But how is it possible!

I'm not only jealous, but jealous to death!

Back home, Perry lay flat on the bed, looking at the small sparkling chandelier above his head.The small crystal pendant on the chandelier was put on by Bucky at his own request.Since their second reunion in Romania, Bucky has always had Perry's way.Whether it is the style of home decoration, or the big and small things in life.He would also make "Sergeant Barnes" jokes with her now and then.He laughed more and more, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more sincere and higher.

but.

Maybe Perry still wanted too much, and she always felt that something was missing.

"what happened to you?"

Bucky watched her from the doorway, approached slowly, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"I've been depressed ever since I came back."

"No..." Perry stopped suddenly, looking at him fixedly.

"No, something. I have something."

"how?"

"Bucky Barnes."

Perry sat up, looking serious.

"What is my name?"

Bucky looked at her serious expression, and subconsciously became serious.

"Perry Carter? Or Melusina Green?"

"Carter?" She raised an eyebrow and asked back.

"Shouldn't it be... Barnes?"

"Barnes?" he repeated.

"What do you mean?"

"Me?" Bucky was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses.

"No, yes, yes, Mrs. Barnes."

Perry took a deep breath, then rolled his eyes.

"You go to sleep on the sofa and see you in hell!"

then……

Bucky slept on the sofa, happy to hear it.

He also wanted to go back, but Perry said that if you want to enter the door, you should fight with me first. If you have the ability, you can throw me out along the window, otherwise you don't come in and don't go to bed.

Bucky: What's the point of me coming back after throwing you out, my little fairy?

Perry: Go!

So Bucky just slept on the couch for a week.

In fact, Perry also thought, could it be that he is too capable?But does that require luxury?

He took the box out and put it in several times, thinking it was polishing or something?I'm obviously helping you make a decision!

However, the decision never came.In a small town on the fifth tier, a burglar waited for a burglar.

Green Courtyard was the fifth house that was stolen.

That night, Perry, who was sleeping in the bedroom, didn't hear the sound, but Bucky, who was sleeping on the sofa, discovered the knife-wielding and gun-wielding gangster who came in through the window early.

Then?Then just fight and then.

The poor little gangster was unloaded by Bucky before the first shot was fired. When Perry just showed the knife, he heard the sound of a fight coming out of the bedroom. Bucky was distracted, and the tip of the knife was on the right. Draw out the old man on the arm.

Perry:? ? ?Hydra? !

Then kicked back and kicked the knife to the wall, and Bucky also came back to his senses and threw the little gangster's back shoulder to the ground.

Oh, how easy it was for the Barnes to subdue the robbers.

Perry leaned over and took off the unconscious gangster's mask, looked it over, and then looked at Bucky.

"Do you know each other?"

"……do not know."

"Hydra doesn't seem to accept such a weak rookie? Who knows, but Jasper said he won't trouble us anymore."

"He shouldn't be from Hydra...Maybe I used to be an enemy?"

"Oh, I know who it is."

A strange voice suddenly sounded.Bucky subconsciously stopped Perry behind him.

Sitting by the window was Wilhelms, with a smile on his face.

"Don't be nervous, this person is a fugitive robber who has been plastered all over the streets these days... Just like everyone else, he is on the run."

"I don't understand what you mean." Perry said coldly.

"Come on, Lancas—"

"--To shut up!"

"Okay, my fault." Wilhelm held up his wand in one hand, and raised the other hand as well.

"Mrs. Green? Right. Well, we're the same person. Your bisque, and the spell marks on your husband's wrist...we're the same person. Take it easy."

"The same person?" Perry looked at her.

"Does the same person mean safety?"

"But we have no conflict of interest." Wilhelm shrugged.

"Okay, I'm here to help you deal with this fugitive. He just robbed my house, and my cutie was furious. We are all fugitives, so what should we do if he ruined it?"

"So let's get to know each other again, everyone."

Suddenly Jerome emerged from behind her with the baby in his arms.

"Jerome Valeska, from Gotham."

"Wilhees Green, Hogwarts, England."

"Bucky Barnes," he said after a moment's hesitation, then looked at Perry.

"Perry Barnes—"

The corners of Perry's mouth twitched slightly.

"— Lancaster, England."

Then it sank again.

You'll sleep on the couch all your life Sergeant Barnes!

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