"Ready Darling?" Bucky said as I walked towards him on the roof. "Ready" I smiled as we climbed down the side ladder, the only ladder that doesn't have a camera on it.
We jumped into the taxi on the back road, "where are you headed?" The man asked, "airport?" Bucky questioned, I nodded "airport"
*Peter Parker's POV*
"Hey Mr.Stark!" I said happily as I headed up to Y/N's room, "Morning kid, tell y/n I need her down here for training" I gave him a thumbs up and continued up the stairs.
"Hey Y/N Mr. stark needs you down-" her room was empty, the closet left her RAGE suit, and a few dresses.
"uh.. MR.STARK" I yelled and stood infront of her empty dresser, "yeah kid?" He questioned as he stepped inside, "oh hell.. F-R-I-D-A-Y alert everyone that y/n is missing, team meeting in the living room! And check the cameras and let me know if there's anything suspicious" he said as he ran downstairs.
"Steve y/n's gone, know anything?" I asked as I sat down, everyone gathered, including Gamora."FRIDAY check her suit tracking" Tony said, we all looked at the TV, "here.. she didn't take it" Thor said, I looked at Tony, "well we can't just sit here" I said, everyone looked at me. "Where's Bucky?" Natasha said, we looked at Steve, "don't look at me, I don't control him" Steve chuckled throwing his hands up.
"There's nothing we can do until Fury gets here" Natasha said, "but she was being weird last night.. she came and thanked myself and Scott" she added, I looked at my phone, "she texted me at 12:01 and said 'love you b, goodnight' but she usually says, 'goodnight penis Parker' so I should of known.. sorry guys" I looked down at my lap.
"It's not your fault, but we will find her" Tony said
*Y/N POV*
*3am*"I've never been on a plane before" I grabbed buckys hand as the plane started to move, "you've been carried by Groot, sat on hulks shoulders, been carried by Spider-Man and Sam while fighting the most dangerous people There's nothing to worry about"
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The "Old" New Avenger || Bucky Barnes
ActionTony thinks he's a protector, but I'm my own protector; from everyone. The only person who understanded me is a man named James Bucky Barnes who died 70 years ago.