James Buchanan Barnes Imagines

Worth it

Warning: Cussing

This isn't my best but I thought it was cute so I did it!

Also, if there's any spelling errors let meh know pls, My phone dosen't auto correct most times and I don't go back through them all the time.

Anyways, Enjoy!!!

"You're tough. Not tough enough." The agent spat.

Keeping your head down, the blood dripped form your mouth, your leg, and to the floor. A cracked rib, black eye, slit eyebrow, a knife wound in your leg, a gunshot in your shoulder, and your face with an open wound from the fist connecting with your skin. Yet, you've been in worse.

They wanted to know where he was at. They wanted their soldier back, but you being the protective girlfriend you are, you didn't give up that information. You couldn't, for the safety of him and his new life, you wouldn't dare give that up. He continued to beat and torture you until you could barley look up. Which, was working. The different methods this guy came up with, most times, you'd be ganged up on by all of them. You couldn't do a thing except sit and scream in the chair you were tied too.

Bucky on the other hand, was losing it. He had Tony search every building in New York for you. Every corner, crevasse, sewer, licenses plate, car, last known location, everything. When Tony locatedyou in a wear house far, far away, Bucky wasted no time getting a Qin Jet ready and in the air. Steve, Nat, Sam, Clint, and himself as a team, set out to find you.

He was going to get you back if it was the last thing he'd ever do.

Your body was brusied, bloody, burning, and weak. The little time you ahd before blacking out was getting closer and closer. The blood dripped from your mouth and your face yet again, dripped on the floor. The guys took a secind to breathe as the sat down.

"Son of a bitch, you're one hard person to break." One chuckled as he kicked you in your chest.

Wheezing from the impact made yet again on your ribs, blood spilled out of your mouth like a never ending water fall. The agent who originally started this got up and grabbed you by your hair fixing you to look up at him. Standing over you like a giant, he smirked.

"Tell us where he is and we won't hurt you. Although, we'll do it anyways." He offered as one came and untied you from the chair.

Just as you were about to pounce on him with all the strength you had left, he stopped you mid track and punched you in your nose, still having a grip on your hair. Your nose began to bleed and you let out a small groan, your body giving up quicker than you thought.

"Good choice. I wanted plan B anyways." He smirked.

You gritted your teeth as they began to beat you into a corner, into a small shaking ball, a small hoping that Bucky would come for you ball.

                              * * *

"Can't this thing go any faster?!" Bucky shouted pacing around the Jet.

"This is the fastest it's going, we'll be there in time." Nat answered keeping her gaze in the sky.

"But for now," Steve started as he put a hand on Buckys shoulder, "Just calm down for a second. We have 20 minutes before midnight, we'll make it there and she'll be alive. Okay?"

Bucky grumbled under his breath and nodded as he sat down. He knew they'd make it there in time, he wasn't worried about that. He was worried if you were severely injured or not, he was worried you were barley breathing. He put his hands in his face and took a deep breath, was he really worth saving? Was he really worth your life? Was he even worth keeping safe?

The thoughts continued going through his head making him doubt more and more. The Jet finally landed and he sighed taking out his pistol and knives. Sam pulled up a screen that showed the amount of heat signatures and Bucky immediately started to grip his gun tighter, clenching his metal hand over and over as well.

"40 heat signatures. One in the middle of the room, I bet that's Y/n." He spoke, "This better be a good plan Buck."

"Just kill everyone. Leave Y/n to me." He uttered leaving the Jet.

"Huh, that is a good plan."

"Let's move! Spare no one understood?" Steve blurted.

"Got it." Nat spoke taking out her pistol.

Bucky was infront of everyone but he planned to be behind them. Steve and Nat got into position as Steve kicked down the door having all heads turn to him. All except you. Nat started shooting and Steve threw his shield, Sam came in and started fighting as well. Bucky clenched his jaw as he started shooting anyone who stopped him from getting to you.

"So you turn?! That's your big plan?!" The guy spoke.

Bucky raised his gun at him and the guy just smiled standing in his original position.

"Kill me. I'm not important, what is, is that if you try and get to her, watch out for the boom." He spat ending with a laugh.

Bucky growled and put a bullet in his head then turned twords you. He understood what the guy meant, not that there was a bomb under your chair, but there was one in the building. There was one hiding, waiting for the countdown to hit zero. Bucky walked towrds you and bent down on his knees dropping his gun, he placed both hands on your head and had you look up at him. His eyes brimming with tears at the sight of you, the puddle of blood on the floor, the burises, the cuts, your shoulder, all of it.

"Hey doll." Bucky whispered holding back sobs.

"B-bucky....?" You mumbled, finally allowing yourself to close your eyes.

Bucky let out a breath and untied you, picking you up and turning to the rest of the guys. Sam looked up and nodded as he got everyone out, he must've found the bomb before him. They all ran back to the Jet, Bucky sitting you down on a Med table. He sat down on the side of you and held your hand rubbing circles on your knuckles. He kissed them and the Jet took off.

                             * * *

You woke up on a cold table and sat up rubbing your forehead. You looked around and saw the room was empty, you were in new clothes. You didn't know how long it was since that day but if felt like yesterday, you left the room completely fine. Your chest did hurt and your shoulder felt odd but other than that, you were okay. You were in the Tower, so the first thing you did was head to Buckys room. You knocked on the door and heard a groan and shuffling.

"Go away!" He yelled.

"Rude!" You shot back rolling your eyes.

There was a silence. On the other side of that door, Bucky thought he heard you. Maybe he was going crazy again. He hasn't been the same since last week, saving you was a nerve breaker for him. He creased his eyebrows and shook his head thinking it was just him. You did your special knock letting him know it was actually you. Four quick knocks and 3 seconds before one more. He shot up out of his bed and opened the door revealing him in nothing but pajama pants. His eyes started brimming with tears once more at the sight of you, completely fine.

"Bucky." You whispered wrapping your arms around his neck.

He was quick to hug you back, tight but not to tight incase you were still hurt.

"Doll." He cooed kissing your temple and backing up so he could close his door.

You pulled away and went over and sat in his bed criss cross watching his TV. It was Teen Titans (not Teen Titans Go lol). Bucky turned back twords you and sat in the same position as you, you saw the tears roll down his face and you repositioned yourself as you put both hands on his face and wiped the tears. He gave a small smile pushing up against you palm as you placed a soft kiss on his lips. He pulled you closer by your hips and you broke the kiss by smiling. He smiled back and kissed the tip of your nose.

"Was I really worth it?" He asked, his smile fading.

"You're always worth it." You spoke softly kissing the tip of his nose.

"I love you."

"I love you too."