"I thought you were bringing a solider, not a songbird."
"I hit one high note and I could kill you both, you know that right?"
━Bucky Barnes x OC, slight Zemo x OC
━Before/during TFATWS
━Loosely based on the broadway musical "Anastasia"
"She trembles like a flower But in her there's a power"
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BACK ON THE PLANE, ANYA STARED OUT THE WINDOW.
Her eyes drooped slightly, her head resting on her hand. Bucky sat across from her, wiping the dirt and blood off of his metal hand. Zemo was in the front of the plane while Sam was on the phone, relaying the information they had gotten.
"Donya Madani." Sam said into the phone. "She's a refugee, yeah. Okay call me if you get a hit. Thanks Torres."
"Hi Torres!" Anya called sleepily. "Sam, tell him I say hi. He's such a sweetie."
"He says hi back." Sam replied before he hung up the phone.
Sam sat down with a sigh, leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes. Bucky and Anya exchanged looks before turning back to Sam.
"You okay?" Bucky asked him.
"Yeah." Sam replied. "Just thinking about all the shit Sharon had to go through. And Nagel referring to the American test subject like Isaiah wasn't even a real person. And that the guy who ruined Anya's life is still out there looking for her hand helping the guys we're after. Just makes me wonder how many people have to get steamrolled to make way for this hunk of metal."
"Well it depends on who you ask." Bucky replied. "That hunk of metal saved a lot of lives."
"Yeah," Sam sighed. "I get that. Alright. Maybe I made a mistake."
"You did." Bucky replied.
"Well we don't know that for sure." Anya sat up in her seat. "Things are crazy right now. For all of us. One decision doesn't always cause such a big domino effect like this."
"Maybe I shouldn't have put it in a museum." Sam said. "I should have destroyed it."
"...Well now that's just dramatic." Anya looked out the window again.
"Look," Bucky said. "That shield represents a lot of things to a lot of people. Including me. The world is upside down. We need a new Cap, and it ain't gonna be Walker. So before you destroy it, I'll take it from him myself."
Anya glanced away from the window and back at the boys. They looked like they were having another one of their staring contests. Sam tore his gaze away from Bucky with a scowl before looking back at Anya.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"I suppose." Anya shrugged half heartedly. "Why do you ask?"
"Well you just found out the man who kidnapped and destroyed your life is still out there." Sam said. "And that he's working with the flag smashers. I dunno, I just assumed you'd be a bit more... freaked out."
