Jasmine shook her head, already calming a little when he was close again. "Sorry," she mumbled, curling up tighter. "I can't..." She made a frustrated noise.

Bucky parked in front of the safe house, which was in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't big, but it did have a fully functional kitchen and bathroom, and a decent sized bedroom. It would do for the next several days, at least.

"I'll probably make one more supply run so I know we have everything, if there's anything else you can think of that you want," he said, leading the way inside.

"It's okay," Clint said. He kind of understood what she was trying to convey. "It's fine. We'll be at the safe house soon, and you can lock yourself in wherever you like."

Victoria almost just shook her head, but she forced herself to actually think about it.

"Snacks," she finally said. "Omega snacks. High-protein, high-calcium, high-vitamin." She looked at him, almost pleading. "And-- sports drinks?" She was trying to remember what she usually kept around for her heats, but her thoughts were starting to get a bit fuzzy.

"Okay," Jasmine managed. Part of her problem was her heat, and part of her problem was her instincts still scrambling to figure out what exactly was going on. "Okay."

Bucky nodded, he knew about the Omega snacks. "Any flavor choices?" he asked, because he would probably get her a variety anyway, but he wanted to know if she had a preference.

"Just try to relax for now," Clint said. "We're not stopping again till we get there."

That was something Victoria didn't need to think about to answer.

"Sweet and salty," she said.

Jasmine nodded, settling in for the rest of the ride. She was relaxing around him again, though.

Bucky nodded. "Good. That's good, I'll pick those up when I go out. In a bit."

The rest of the ride was quiet, until they got to the designated safe house. As soon as they got there, Clint got out of the car and unlocked the door.

"Go on inside," he said. "I'll bring in the supplies once you're settled."

Victoria whined a bit at the thought that he was going to leave. She didn't want him to leave her alone.

Jasmine paused. "You're leaving?" she asked, looking at him. The thought made her heart beat faster.

Bucky paused at that. "I won't be long," he said. "You'll be safe here." And he needed to get supplies, he couldn't go without.

"Just to the corner store," Clint soothed. "That's all. I need to pick up some stuff to get you through the next week."

Victoria whimpered again at that. She didn't want him to leave, and the thought of it was a bit upsetting.

Jasmine swallowed. She didn't want him to go, she felt safe when he was around. "Now?" She couldn't quite keep the whine out of her voice.

"You'll be safe, I promise," Bucky soothed. "I need to get these things, before we lock up for the next week or so."

"The sooner I go, the faster I can be back to keep an eye on things here," Clint pointed out. He gestured for her to go inside. "Go on. I'll lock the doors so nothing can get in."

Victoria whimpered, but didn't argue. She just went inside and found the room with the fewest windows to hunker down in.

Jasmine headed inside at the order from her Alpha, with one last little whine, and looked around. There was food, although she wasn't hungry. But she did take advantage of the shower.

Bucky locked up once she was safely inside and headed off to get supplies, though he was as fast as he could manage while still being thorough.

Clint went to pick up the things they needed quickly. He didn't want to leave her on her own for too long.

Victoria went and settled in, curling up with her back to the wall. She was about as secure as she would feel until her Alpha got back.

After her shower, Jasmine settled in against a wall, holding very still and waiting. Anxiety was still threatening to overwhelm her while her Alpha was gone, making it difficult to think.

Bucky let himself into the cabin and glanced around, finding Victoria quickly. "I got supplies," he said, holding up a bag. "We should be set now."

Clint got back quickly, making sure to make noise so she could hear him as he came in. He locked the door behind him.

"I'm back," he called.

Victoria felt a rush of relief when she saw him, and nodded. Okay. Things would be okay now that her Alpha was there.

Jasmine relaxed a little when he got back, getting up to go investigate.

"Everything good?" she asked quietly, glancing at him.

Bucky moved over to her and crouched a few feet away, looking at her. "You doing okay?" he asked quietly.

"Everything's fine," Clint said. "We're locked in, so you're safe, and we've got plenty of supplies now. I can stay out here, so you've got all the privacy you want."

Victoria nodded a bit.

"Fine," she said. She whimpered slightly when the first proper waves of her heat hit her. It was coming on full-force now.

Jasmine nodded, though she was still debating with herself if she wanted him to do that or not. It wasn't an easy debate.

Bucky's eyes widened a bit when he caught her scent, and he swallowed. "I should leave this in the bedroom for you," he said. "So you can have some privacy."

Clint went and set the supplies down just outside the bedroom door. He just assumed the Omega would stay in the bedroom the whole time, and he would stand guard. Then he went back to the living room and blinked when he caught her scent. Oh yes, just in time.

Victoria bit her lip a little, but nodded. That was the smart thing to do, though she wasn't sure that was what she wanted.

Jasmine passed him slowly and moved into the bedroom, though she turned to look at him again before she shut the door. It was going to be a long week.

Bucky watched her go, unmoving. He wasn't going to take advantage of her. She'd just been terrorized for who knew how long, and she was suggestible. He wasn't going to take care advantage of her.

Victoria wasn't actually entirely sure what happened during the week that followed. The only thing she was sure of was that around the third or fourth day, she begged her Alpha to join her.

Jasmine managed four days, because her heats lasted longer, but she ended up in the same position as Victoria. Newly bonded to her Alpha. And while the intention hadn't been the same, she was still in a type of trauma-bond, which had been the endgame of the people who had nabbed her and Victoria.

Bucky knew he shouldn't have bonded her, after the fact, but he did his best to make it up to her by keeping her warm and happy and fed, and generally trying to keep her as comfortable as he possibly could. Even though he knew they'd have to leave the safe house soon.

Clint was doing the same thing. He'd realized too late that he'd bonded with the girl, so he spent the remaining time just trying to take care of her and making sure she was alright. He'd heard stories about trauma-bonds, and he wanted to make sure nothing bad happened to her.

Victoria finally came back out of her heat about six days after it first started. She made a soft whining sound as she climbed off of the bed and her various body aches made themselves known. The aches were pushed aside in favor of finding something to nibble on and hoping there were still some snacks and drinks left.

Jasmine finally came back to her senses after eight days. The first thing she did was take stock of herself, and then she got up carefully and headed for the bathroom. She needed a bit of quiet and alone time.

Bucky woke when Victoria did, blinking at her a few times. "You okay?" he asked quietly, sitting up but not moving to her yet.

Clint just let her go. He'd woken up when she did, but didn't do or say anything to try to make her stay in bed. He knew she probably needed some time. In the meantime, he would make sure there was something for her to eat. Getting up, he went to take stock of what they still had.

Victoria jumped a bit at his voice and turned around, already pulling her hair around to expose her new bonding mark on her neck.

"F-fine," she said after a moment, relaxing marginally when there was no immediate move towards her.

Jasmine took a shower, managing to ignore the faint trembling in her hands, and then sat down in the shower with the water off, focusing on her breathing and not panicking when she found the new bond.

Well. It wasn't as bad as it could be.

Bucky frowned a little and slid out of the other side of the bed. "Good. Take your time and do whatever you need to, okay?" He slipped out of the room to go find some clothes and start packing up. There were still some snacks in the room, he knew, and she had access to the bathroom, so it was probably a good idea to give her a bit of time.