Marvel Oneshots

With You Until the End of the Line - Bucky Barnes Reader Insert

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, violence, blood

Prompt: Post TWS, Y/N is a shield officer and Bucky’s girlfriend. Y/N gets kidnapped by HYDRA and the Avengers + Bucky have to save her, but she won’t go down without a fight.

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Pain surged through your entire body as you were tossed on the floor. The room was dark, cold and small. You felt someone handcuff your hands to the cell and heard footsteps walk away only after locking the door. Your eyes were swollen and heavy, your nose was obviously broken and you were sure you had a few broken ribs and one or two broken legs.

It was about a week ago when they caught you, you were on a mission to seek and kill one of the remaining HYDRA groups. You were careless, distracted by the thought of Bucky being their prisoner. Poor Bucky, you couldn’t imagine how horrible those years were for him. It broke your heart in a million pieces.

You first met Bucky after the fall of the Triskelion. Then you were just an officer. The remaining SHIELD needed a spy, a rogue if you will, to scope out where the Winter Soldier is hiding. Aware of your past, Nick Fury enlisted Steve to find you, and finally you found Bucky. He was hiding in a homeless shelter in Boston, terrified and confused. HYDRA was searching for him also, that’s when you stepped in. You brought him to your small apartment in Pennsylvania and comforted him until you felt he was ready to meet Steve. The Avengers made sure you were inducted into their group.

You were awakened by a loud crash and then dragged by your hands to the torture room. The man who you’ve come to know as ‘Eric’ attached your wrists to a long chain suspended from the ceiling. Eric took his whip and snapped it twice, preparing.

"By know you should know the drill. Tell me where they’re hiding the Winter Soldier." Eric cracked the whip another time.

"Eat shit." You rested your head on one of your arms, weak from lack of food and loss of blood.

"Very well." He flicked the whip, and it left a large gash on your arm, blood quickly running down. He flicked it twice more and your left thigh was cut open as was your stomach. This continued for two hours until you were dragged back to your cell, wounds untreated.

"Tell us where he is, and you’ll die less painfully."

"I’d rather suffer three lifetimes like this than give him up."

"You probably think someone is going to save you, well no one’s coming for you. You’re just a worthless girl. You’re expendable." Eric kicked you in the stomach, sending you into a coughing fit, blood trailing out of your mouth. Eric left after kicking you a few more times in the ribs.

Your breathing was heavy and your body was weak. Your eyes teared up, finally believing this was the end. A few tears fell down your face as you curled into the fetal position, fully aware of the fact that this would open your wounds that managed to close back up. You didn’t care. More tears fell from your eyes as you cried for a few minutes as you fell asleep.

—— Bucky’s POV ——

"Why aren’t we trying to save her?" I slammed my fist on the glass table.

"Buck, we are. We need a plan." Steve tried to console me. It didn’t work.

Y/N was the first person who I remember not trying to kill me when she first laid eyes on me. The first person to actually help. Who actually seemed like she gave a shit.

"I’m not going to sit here and wait for someone to come up with a plan, I’m going to actually do something about it." I got up out of the leather chair and made my way to the door. I was stopped by Steve.

"Bucky, we’ll save her."

"I was held captive by these people for nearly 70 years. I’m not letting them hold her for another day. I couldn’t live knowing that I didn’t do anything to save her. Are you with me or not?"

Steve looked at the other Avengers, exchanging glances, before nodding.

"When do we start?" Natasha smirked.

——- Y/N POV ——-

Your wounds were infected and festering. Breathing was hard, your head hurt like hell but still you tried to get up. You used the cell wall to stand up and, after falling two or three times, you finally gave up. For the first time, you were able to look around the room.

The room was slightly larger than you had originally thought. There were three cells, all of them were concrete and metal with dried blood on the floor and splattered on the walls. The rotten smell of blood and something dead was overwhelming.

Then someone rushed through the door. He was being escorted by two larger guys and they left him in the cell opposite of yours. They threw him on the ground and started kicking him hard in the chest, his back and rips. They didn’t stop until he was coughing up blood and he could barely move. When they finally left, you saw who it was.

"Bucky?" Your voice cracked with fear and dehydration. He simply looked at you and placed his finger over his lips, signaling you to stay quiet. You nodded as you watched him remove something from his pocket and start picking the lock, something you taught him. He opened his door and then  opened yours.

You were still on the floor, clothing drenched in dry blood and face stained with blood and dirt.

"Can you walk?" Bucky asked, raising an eyebrow. You tried to stand but then fell on your ass. He chuckled at you and picked you up bridal style.

Bucky touched something on his ear, “Nat, Barton, Steve, I got her. Help us out of here.”

After a few minutes of scrambling around for a way out, you eventually found yourself in the helicopter. The rest of the Avengers, including Fury and Hill, were there too. Bucky was on your left and Steve was on your right. You laid your head on Bucky’s arm, too tired to care.

"You look like shit, just so you know." Tony broke the silence.

"Glad I can count on you to tell me the truth." You rolled your eyes.