A/N: Hi! This is the first fic I have ever written, please give me any constructive criticism you have, thank you my lovelies <3Word Count: 1160
It was 10:00 AM when Steve had called Nat, Sam, and Bucky into the conference room. During his routine threat surveillance, Steve had spotted a heat signature in a Hydra base, in Romania, that they had taken down weeks ago. Worried that it might be a rogue agent, he called the three of them into the conference room and told them about his findings. After about an hour of deliberation, he decided it would be best if the three of them went to check it out. The mission would take about two days and they would have to leave right away.
"Buck, wheels up in five, you ready?" Natasha's voice echoed through the comms.
"Be there in a minute!" Bucky was saying goodbye to Steve, even though it was just a threat check, Steve still worried about Bucky when he went on missions without him. " Steve I'll be fine. Natasha and Wilson are going, they'll have my back, don't worry about me, please."
"I know that you can handle it, just be careful Buck, I can't lose you again." Steve sighed and kissed Bucky goodbye.
"I love you Stevie, I promise I won't throw myself in front of any bullets, I'll see you later." Bucky bid him a farewell and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead, a tradition the two had started when one of them would go on a mission without the other. He started his descent down the hall towards the launch pad to meet Nat and Sam. "On my way, Wilson, are you almost ready?"
"Yeah yeah old man, get your ass on the plane." Sam groaned through the comms, him and Bucky had a stupid competition going about who was ready for missions first, loser had to wear a tutu on every mission for a month.
Natasha was already in the front of the plane listening to the two men bicker over the radio, she constantly wondered how she ended up babysitting the male avengers on every mission she went one, but the only answer she could come up with was that they were all immature man children. Bucky beat Sam to the jet and got himself settled in his seat. When Sam walked in he was grumbling about something, but Bucky didn't pay that much attention. It was now 12:00 PM and when they arrived in Bucharest it would be 7:00 AM.
Nat landed the jet in a clearing about five kilometres from the base, they suited up, and started their hike through the forest. They were all prepared for the worst, the one heat signature would turn out to be multiple heat signatures there to ambush them. As they approached the building, they struggled to see how someone could be working in the building, given the condition it was in, the roof was collapsed, all the windows were shattered, and there were trees fallen all over the place. Natasha and Bucky walked towards the building guns drawn, while Sam covered the sky to get a better view.
"I found our heat signature," Sam called out over them comms, "far East corner, it seems to be keeping shelter under a pile of shelves and desks."
"Thanks Sam, Barnes, you go in from the South end, I'll take the North, Wilson, you stay up there and keep watch." Nat spoke over the comms, already on her way to the top of the building. The two of them roamed the, what used to be properly structured, hallways, occasionally giving updates on their whereabouts and surroundings. Bucky walked with his gun drawn, constantly surveying the old and dusty walls around him, waiting for some Hydra crook to jump out and try to take him back.
"Buck, you're getting close, the target is in the room on your left, it hasn't moved since we got here, be careful." Sam warned.
"Nat, do you copy?"
"Yeah, I'm at the end of the hall, you go in, I'll keep watch."
Bucky walked in and saw no one. All he could see was an old bed, some medical tables and supplies, and a bookshelf leaning against the far wall. He could tell that before the base was taken down that this was a holding cell for one of their experiments, it looked just like his old cell except he never had a bookshelf. He approached the shelves cautiously with his gun drawn, but as soon as he saw the target he dropped his gun and froze.
"Barnes? What do you see?"
Bucky was in shock, he looked around, he thought he was seeing things. He couldn't believe the sight in front of him. He could feel tears forming in his eyes, he wanted to scream. Right in front of him laid a little girl, no older than twelve. She was curled up in a ball, wrapped up in a thin blanket, she was only wearing a hospital gown. Bucky could see the cuts and bruises covering her body. He fell to his knees, he was crying, he couldn't believe that Hydra would torture someone so young. "Natasha, you need to come see this, Sam get the jet ready." He choked on his tears trying to speak. Natasha came running into the room, Bucky was sitting on the floor holding the little girl in his arms, "What do we do?"
"Oh my god. Bucky what do we do?" Nat panicked, fear and worry evident in her voice.
"I don't know! That's why I asked you!" Bucky whisper shouted at Nat, "She has to have been here for weeks, Natasha, she weighs nothing, I can barely feel her pulse, she's freezing."
"We have to take her back to the compound, Banner can save her"
Bucky stood up with the little girl in his arms, being careful not to jostle her around too much, while Nat led the way through the ruins of the base back to the Quinjet. The walk through the rubble seemed much longer than it was when they first got there. Sam had brought the jet to the front of the building.
"What the hell is this?" Sam shouted when he saw them approaching.
"Barnes found the target, we need to get back to the compound ASAP!"
Bucky didn't know what came over him, as soon as he saw her he was overwhelmed with a wide array of emotion that he didn't understand, all he knew was that his new mission was to save this little girl. He knew what it felt like to be alone and tortured, he was determined to give this child a life away from Hydra, even if he knew nothing about her or even her name. Bucky set her down on the stretcher that they kept on the jet, while Natasha started gathering all the supplies she would need to help her. Sam took off and put the jet in stealth mode. After what felt like forever they were landing at the compound.
A/N: peep my slight hint to Gracie's powers ;))))
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FanfictionA collection of adventures and life lessons with yours truly, Gracie Barnes, adopted daughter of Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers