James Buchanan Barnes Imagines

Mom

Warning: Cuteness and little cussing.

This idea was from erincannon132 and it was a super cute idea! Also, Bucky is a baby and you're 17. It's 2015 b.t.w.

In this story Steve dosen't know Bucky like back in the 40's and Bucky dosen't have the metal arm yet.

If there is any error please let me know.

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Enjoy!!

"Sam? Report?" Steve asked through comms.

"Two on my tail and three trying to catch up. Over all I'm good. Y/n?" Sam replied.

"Uhm, hallway, dark, and- AH!" You stopped mid sentence to shoot a guard, "Okay. Yeah I'm good."

Steve, Sam, You, and Tony were sent on a mission to retrieve information from a H.Y.D.R.A base and destroy it on your way out. You were by yourself walking the hallway when you came across a door with huge red letters on it that read, "DO NOT ENTER". So, you being you entered anyways.

"J.A.R.V.I.S retrieved the info. Let's head out people!" Tony shouted on comms.

"Wait, I think I have something." You said holding your finger to your ear.

The lights were dim and it smelled terrible. It was like a mixture of blood, vomit, and sweat. There was a small table that had drips of blood on it, like something made for babies. You searched the area when there was a faint yet hearable whimper behind you. You quickly turned and pointed the gun in it's direction.

There was a small figure in the dark corner. You saw the little feet sticking out the shadows and into the light. You slowly lowered your gun and put it in the holster. You raised your finger to your ear piece and studied the feet before reporting.

"Scratch that. I found someone."

"Who?" Sam asked.

"I don't know. But, if its as little as I think it is. That's just messed up on so many levels." You responded.

"Little?" Tony questioned.

You took your finger off the ear piece and walked a little closer to the figure. You bent down putting a knee on the floor and stuck out your hands.

"I'm not going to hurt you." You whispered, "I promise. I just want to get you out of here."

"S-Stay....away."

The voice was small yet loud. He sounded like he was hurt, from how much he was shaking he must be.

"I won't hurt you. But if we don't move now we both die." You replied slowly sticking out your hand.

The boy started shaking less and leaned out of the dark a little. You saw a patch of brown hair and his icy blue eyes. He was adorable. What was H.Y.D.R.A doing with a baby?

He slowly reached out and touched your hand, flinching at first but he put his hand in yours. You slowly stuck out your other hand and he took that one as well. You didn't move from your spot but you stood him up. He had to be at least 4 years old. His brown hair was long, down to his shoulders long, his eyes were the purest blue ones you've ever seen, he was in nothing but pants. His figure was small indicating he hasn't eaten in a long time. Which broke your heart even more.

The fact that H.Y.D.R.A took a baby, experimented on him, he was wearing nothing but pants, freezing, and they starved him broke every peice of your heart there was.