Break Out

Chapter 1: new beginnings

[Sword Headquarters]

{WANDA'S POV}

I've done this once before. Storming up to the secretary's desk and demanding to have access. That was  to throw a funeral for my lover, now I'm here to break my fellow Avengers out of custody of Sword for attacking the new 'Captain America'.

I slipped past everyone making my way to the secretary's desk. It was the secretary as last time.

"Hi, again, I'm here to pick up James Barnes and Sam Wilson." I tell him, hoping he wouldn't say my name out loud.

His gaze from his computer swiftly met mine. The look of recognition flickered in his eyes. For just a spilt second I saw fear. After everything that people have said about me, who could blame him? I certainly didn't.

"I can't do that. They are under severe observation. They committed a crime." He told in a stern tone.

My small smile disappeared into a thin line. "Well, that's a shame because they're expecting me to bail them out." They barely even knew if I was coming, for them it must have been a shot in the dark.

He just stared at me. He seemed concentrated on another thing I couldn't see. I stare directly at the security camera and let my eyes burn red. After a moment of silence he said, "Yes, sir." I lock my eyes onto the doors I burst open the last time I was here. I walk over to the doors while the secretary says, "Two rights, third door on the left"

I'm not listening to anything he's saying. I pause at the door not bothering to wait for him.  I raise my right hand, already gathering up energy. Hearing everyone around me whisper in fear just made me doubt what I could do for Sam and Bucky.

"Wait, I have to buzz you in." He stood up from his chair, I could feel his eyes on me.

I look at him just like before. "Thanks, I got it."
I twist my left hand down and my right hand outward just little throwing energy at the door, making it fly open.

I storm down the halls, my hair is flying in the breeze at how fast I'm walking. I take one right and I already see Sam and Bucky.

Sam looked absolutely shocked that he saw me storm down the halls. "Wanda, thank the gods." Bucky sighed from the other end of the hall. He's already walking towards me. Sam waited a bit before he followed suit.

"This better be good." I tell them, quickly closing the gap between the three of us.

"Not here." Bucky told me.

We went out the back way not daring to go out the front entrance. They didn't have a ride so they got one with me. The car ride was silent until I had the urge to speak up.

"So, you guys called me. You barely know me but you have me bail you two out of Sword custody. Therefore I have two questions: how did you two end up there and why me?" I ask them, keeping my eyes on the empty road.

"Walker threw us in there." Bucky glowered. He's obviously upset. Bucky is sitting in the passenger seat.

"We went up against Walker and we kind of weren't fast enough. Since we were deifying the government they placed us under arrest and sent us to Sword." Sam told me.

"I don't like that man, there's something about him that's just wrong." I say.

"I know the feeling." Bucky replied.  I didn't need to read his mind to know how upset he is at how Walker gets to weld the shield.

"Which leaves the question, why me?" I ask again.

"Don't ask me, ask Sam. He's the one who suggested it." Bucky told me.

I looked at Sam, who's in the backseat, through the rear view mirror.  I didn't say anything, I just expected this response.

"I wanted to call her in because out everyone that's still with the Avengers on Earth is a very small number, I had a limited amount of choices. Also I had faith in her." He said locking eyes with me in the rear view mirror before I had to turn back to the road.

I felt Bucky's gaze on me. I couldn't turn to look him in the eyes. I smile slightly to acknowledge his gaze. When I focused my mind on his emotions they were peaceful considered that during Tony's funeral he was filled with sadness and guilt.

"That's very thoughtful of you, Sam. Maybe I can stick around?" I asked him.

"I don't see a problem, Bucky?"

I turn my head to Bucky, awaiting his answer.

"I don't mind. We use the extra help." Bucky said, giving his approval.

"This is going to be a gas." I say, quoting Agatha.