2014 ― Washington D.C.
"It was him," Steve said as he, Holland, Sam, and Natasha were all in the back of the same vehicle being brought in. Holland had almost forgotten that she got shot in her shoulder. She sat next to Steve with her hands restrained; a ghost look in her eyes with tears falling.
"He looked right at us... like he didn't even know us." Holland whispered.
"How is that even possible? It was like 70 years ago." Sam said.
"Zola... Bucky's whole unit was captured in '43... and then HYDRA took me after Steve got the serum injected. Zola experimented on both of us... Whatever he did, it helped Bucky survive the fall from that train. So that means they found him and...-" Holland trailed off because she couldn't even think about it. Bucky's suffering and pain he's been going through for the last 70 years, and since she thought he was dead, she didn't even know to help him.
"...-None of that is your fault, Holland. Or yours, Steve," Natasha said to them.
"Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky," Steve said.
"He's my soulmate..." Holland whispered as she sat back against the seat as more tears pooled from her eyes, and Sam noticed her gunshot wound was bleeding out more.
"We need to get a doctor here. We don't put pressure on that wound; she's gonna bleed out here in the truck." Sam said. The Agent lifted their electronic baton to Sam, and he backed down, but then to their surprise, they electrocuted the other agent next to them, sealed their knockout with a swift kick, and when the Agent took their helmet off. Holland was relieved to see it was Maria Hill.
"Ah. That thing was squeezing my brain." She said, and Holland laughed a little.
"I have never been so relieved to see you, Hill," Holland said. She looked over the group until her eyes landed on Sam.
"Who's this guy?"
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Hill got them out of that vehicle and transported them to another vehicle to take them to Fury's safe house. Steve helped Holland out of the truck as she was applying pressure to her gunshot wound. Steve and Sam both had a supporting hand on Holland as they all walked inside. Natasha was following at pace with Hill.
"GSW. She's lost at least a pint." Hill called out as they walked in. The underground bunker they were in was where all of the non-corrupted S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents moved to when S.T.R.I.K.E. and HYDRA took over.
"Maybe two!" Sam called out.
"Let me take her!" A doctor said as he ran forward.
"She'll want to see him first," Hill said. Holland looked over and raised an eyebrow. But this was where Maria brought Fury when she took him from the hospital. Maria led them back to where Fury was lying in a makeshift hospital bed, and Holland's eyes widened. Fury faked his death, and he didn't tell her? Fury looked up when he saw the four of them.
"About damn time."
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"Lacerated spinal column, a cracked sternum, shattered collarbone, perforated liver, and one hell of a headache." Fury said. Holland made the doctor come work on her arm in the same room because she was not leaving without an explanation.
"Don't forget your collapsed lung." The doctor said.
"Oh, let's not forget that. Otherwise, I'm good." Fury said.
"They cut you open. Your heart stopped." Natasha said.
"Tetrodotoxin B. Slows the pulse to one beat a minute. Banner developed it for stress. It didn't work so great for him, but we found a use for it." Fury said.
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The Viper || BUCKY BARNES [2]
FanfictionHolland Stark finds herself in D.C. with her best friend Steve Rogers as her beloved agency has been hiding a dark secret. And the secrets don't stop there. [captain america; the winter soldier-civil war]