GHOST ~ b.barnes x reader

Chapter 11

Immediately, Steve kicked up the table in front of them, providing them with cover. He spun on his heel to face Bucky. "Take (Y/N) and go" He yelled. Bucky, in a state of panic, weighed out his option. He didn't want to leave the team to fight on their own, but he didn't want (Y/N) to get taken away. 

Tony's suit came crashing through the wall, and distracted him momentarily from his thoughts. The Avengers were all engaged in combat. The men in black were all decent fighters, able to keep up with the avengers. To be fair, none of them had expected to have been attacked while trying to celebrate Pepper's birthday. 

He saw a flash of red magic, and and one of the attackers flying through the air. Wanda he thought. She was doing a great job of keeping the agents off everyone's back, sending the agent crashing into the wall leaving a sizeable dent there.

Vision was on his right using the mind stone to pierce through one of the agents armour, rendering him unconscious, then flew past Bucky, joining Wanda to help her take care of the intruders. 

Sam punched one of the guys face, knocking him out, then dodging a knife from one of the other agents. On his right, a body flew through the air followed by a very pissed off looking... (Y/N)? The sight of (Y/N) brought Bucky back to the chaos surrounding him. Acting out of pure instinct, he caught (Y/N)'s arm as she was about to deck an agent. (Y/N) whipped around, expecting it to be an attacker. 

"Bucky?" She yelled over the commotion. To (Y/N)'s surprise, Bucky was not fighting alongside all the other Avengers. She wondered if it had something to do with his desperate attempts to separate himself from his 'Winter solider' past. 

"Come on, we're leaving" He yelled back, using his arm to shield them from a near by explosion. 

(Y/N) wondered how that had happened. 

The girl opened her mouth to protest, "Why? You guys have been training me to do good and join you in combat. Isn't this a chance to 'prove' that I'm not about to go on a homicidal tantrum and kill all of you?" She said somewhat bitterly. Bucky did secretly agree with her, but couldn't say that. "They're here for us, we need to go, otherwise everyone will be in danger. They only want us." He yelled back. Bucky dragged her away, while (Y/N) tried n   to pull away to head back to the fight, but Bucky's strong grip kept her in place. (Y/N) took noted that this wasn't his metal arm, and was his real arm which he tended to favour. 

Shouts came from the agents and the man who seemed in charge. "Don't let them get away!" He shouted pointing after The pair. Bucky grabbed (Y/N)'s hand and made a dash for the elevator, but an agent bearing a sub-machine gun blocked their path. He had a menacing grin on his face making him look mad. "Shit," Bucky mumbled. He took off again, running towards cover dragging (Y/N) behind him, almost dislocating her shoulder. As they were running Bucky, once again, used his arm to deflect bullets, send stray shells everywhere. One managed to hit an agent approaching them from the side straight through the gut. The sub-machine gun agent turned in horror to his fallen colleague, before his gaze hardened and unleashed on Bucky and (Y/N). Bucky pushed (Y/N) behind him and deflected bullets once again. "What do you think you're doing?" (Y/N) asked in disbelief. 

"Getting us out of here and protecting you." He growled back. (Y/N) was so shocked he laughed. "You find this funny do you?" Bucky grumbled. For someone who was the most feared assassin of the 20th century, he could be thick at times.  (Y/N) grabbed his hand, and changing their density allowing thing to pass through them. Bucky didn't realise this, so when a bullet came flying toward him he flinched, to his surprise it passed through him. He looked at where the bullet passed through him in shock. Was it some kind of miracle? He turned to (Y/N) to say 'did you see that?'. (Y/N) held up their inter-locked hands and raised and eyebrow. Of course. How could have he been so stupid?