17.| ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀ-ꜱᴘᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴀɴ [2]

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    .Chapter Seventeen.
   [17]. The Star-Spangled Man.
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OF COURSE, BUCKY AND James ended up tagging along with Sam who was already tired of the duo. The three were sitting quietly on the jet as they waited for it to land in the mission site where Sam was headed to. It was a long boring flight and not even James could think of any smart comment to lighten up the mood.

"One minute to drop off, Sam." A worker says walking right past the three.

Sam and Bucky have been holding eye contact the entire time.

"Listen love birds, save this for another turn?" James questions before standing from his seat and grabbing an earpiece.

Bucky followed. "So what's our plan?"

Sam stays silent as he puts in his earpiece.

"Great. So no plan." Bucky huffs

"Thirty seconds!"

"Enjoy your ride, Buck," Sam smirks:

Bucky cringed. "No, you can't call me that."

"Why not? That's what Steve called you?"

"Steve knew me longer, and Steve had a plan." The man shrugs.

"Fifteen seconds to drop!" Torres shouts.

"I have a plan," Sam shouts.

"Really? What is it?"

Before Sam could finish James rolled his eyes and threw him off the jet.

"Buck let's go," James shouts right before jumping off.

Both Sam and James could hear Bucky yelling as he jumped off the plane. They also heard him crash into the ground and groaning.

"Sammy has all of that in-camera. You know that, right?" James says into the comms.

"Get out of my face, Sam, or I'll break it." Bucky snarks, referring to Sam's little gadget.

"Okay, head north, come on."

After about two minutes Bucky and James both walked into the location Sam sent them. They were in an abandoned building. James hears a whooshing sound and quickly grabs an arrow.

[2] ɪ'ʟʟ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ, ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ.Where stories live. Discover now