Complicated Love (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Chapter 5: Unexpected

It was the day I was going to fly out to London, and join the war. One of Howard's drivers picked me up from my apartment, and drove me to where the plane was that was going to fly me to England. Thank god Howard owed me a favor so I don't have to spend a whole trip with too much testosterone.

The plane ride was long and uneventful. I either slept or went over my files, which were incredibly boring. There weren't many Hydra bases we knew about, most of the locations weren't even confirmed yet.

Soon enough, I made a bumpy landing in a city near the base, so I didn't give away the location. I see a car and a man with a mustache in the driver's seat. He steps out of the car and walks up to me. "Are you Agent L/n from the SSR?" he asks.

"I am. Are you my ride or here to kill me?" I joke, making him chuckle.

"Timothy Dugan, but everyone calls me 'Dum Dum'," he says, holding his hand out for me to shake, which I do.

"Pleasure to meet you," I say. We got into the car and he drove me to base where we would spend a lot of time trying to figure out how to win the war.

"The Colonel wants to see you at his tent. 1st one on the right," he says, pointing towards the tent. I thanked him, and placed my stuff in my tent where I would be sleeping and then went to the Colonel's tent. I walked in, finding an older man sitting at a desk reading a file, and I saw my picture inside.

"Agent L/n," he says, standing up. "Colonel Harold Zang. It's good to finally meet you. I was just reading your file."

"Hopefully all good things," I say, shaking his hand.

"Your resume is impressive. The missions you've been on, your weaponry and martial arts skill. Maybe you could teach our men some moves," he says, and I smile. He's not an ass, good start.

"Thank you, sir," I say. For the next couple minutes he explains how I'll be incharge of the soldiers' workouts, examining everyone's best qualities, and responsible for handing out jobs when given a mission.

"You start tomorrow working out with the 107th," he says, and my eyes widen. The 107th, like Bucky? "The sergeant of the 107th will actually be showing you around- That should be him now."

I turn around to find Bucky walking in the tent. His eyes lock mine, and his mouth drops. "Y/n?"

"You two know each other?" Zang asks.

"Well, he directed me to the tent, and we had a light introduction," I quickly said before Bucky could say anything. Bucky raises an eyebrow at me, and I mouth 'please'. I could see the confusion in his eyes, not knowing what to do. My stomach was dropping every millisecond he wasn't saying anything.

"Yea, poor thing didn't know where she was going," he lies.

"I'm sure I would have been fine on my own, but I did appreciate the help," I say, not wanting the Colonel to think I couldn't handle finding a tent.

"Alrighty then. I'm sure you wouldn't mind taking Agent L/n around," he says. "And please, no funny business. I don't need her quitting on me because the men are trying to put a ring on her hand."

"Don't worry, I'm sure she has a man waiting for her when she gets back," Bucky says, and I gulp in guilt. We said goodbye, and walked out of the tent, and the tension was high. We walk away from the tent, neither of us saying anything.

"So," I say, breaking the silence. "When are you going to freak out?"

"What? Me? Freak out?" He says that is the most absurd thing he has ever heard.

"Please, it would make me feel so much better about this," I say, looking at the ground. Before I could realize what was going on, Bucky grabbed my hand, and pulled me behind the weapons building.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he asks, and I sigh. Guess I can't keep my secret anymore.

"Have you ever heard of the Strategic Scientific Reserve or the SSR?" I ask.

"Yea, it's that agency that's helping out with the war. What does that have to do with this?" he says.

"I'm an agent there," I say, and he runs a hand through his hair in frustration. "I lied about being Howard Stark's assistant, though I did work with him a couple of times, and I wasn't allowed to tell you. It's a policy or I would have been fired."

"I thought you went on tour with Howard multiple times?" he asks.

"Not really. Anytime I went away it was for a mission. Like how I said I was going to Paris for a Stark Expo, but I went there to free hostages. And now they sent me here," I say. He kind of stood there, taking in everything that I just told him.

"So, you're an agent and you didn't tell me?" he questions, and I nod. "-Good to know."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but if it makes it feel better, Steve doesn't know either," I say, and smiled, trying to make it better. "Are you mad at me?"

"Yes," he says. "But I'm just glad you're alright. Plus, now I don't have to worry about what you're doing all the time. I missed you." He pulls me into a kiss, which I immediately melt into, feeling the relief of not having to be away from him.

"I missed you too," I say.