GHOST ~ b.barnes x reader

Chapter 13

As the blood drained out of (Y/N)'s face, she felt her stomach plummet. No this could not be happening.

The Quinjet was in chaos, things were strewn everywhere. ammunition was left carelessly on top of tables, as screens were cracked and smashed, but none of this mattered compared to the sight she was greeted with. A play faced Tony was lying on the floor, desperately being attended to by Bruce. The team in the Quinjet were doing the best they could to help Tony, but it was clear that he didn't get to the lab soon, he was going to bleed out from a bullet wound. (Y/N) could tell this by how parts of his suit was removed, and how bruce was clamping a blood soaked gauze over Tony's abdomen.

The wind whistled in (Y/N)'s ears, and the rain had soaked her to the bone, she was probably going to catch a cold, but that didn't matter to her. Tony looked at (Y/N) from his position on the floor and smiled wearing a pained look on his face. 

"Hey Casper." He whispered out. 

Behind (Y/N), Bucky and Clint had finally rushed up into the Quinjet. Clint immediately jumped into action, helping Bruce and the others load Tony onto a stretcher while Bucky and (Y/N) stood motionlessly in the doorway. 

Bruce and Clint had successfully loaded Tony on the the stretcher, and yelled at them, "Clear the way!" 

It was only then (Y/N) snapped back to life she pushed Bucky out of the Quinjet and stood next to the still roaring engine.

(Y/N) felt numb. She couldn't feel the harsh rain, or the howling wind freezing Bucky to death. All she could think about was the pale faced Tony, blood spilling out of his stomach. She felt partly responsible for this, it was her fault after all. Why couldn't she have gone? She was best equipped to deal with things like this, it would have been over in a matter of hours, no chance of Hydra re-assembling.

This was her fault. They were after her, thats why they attacked at the party, thats why they went on this mission, because of her. 

and him.

(Y/N) was suddenly aware of Bucky's hand on her arm trying to pull her back into the safety of the compound. It was his fault too. 

Bucky was surprised why (Y/N) suddenly wrenched her arm out of his grip and narrowed her eyes angrily. 

"You." She spat, her voice so low, Bucky could barely hear it over the storm brewing over head.

"Come on (Y/N), we need to get inside." He tried to steer her toward the compound, but she recoiled from him.

"This was our fault." She whispered, looking lost. Bucky slowly realised what she meant. Of course she was upset about Tony, he meant a lot to her.

The pair had a strange relationship, and had a wide range of dynamics. Sometimes it was a 'father-son' type of relationship (Except (Y/N) wasn't a boy) and other times it was a whiny teenager getting caught sneaking out type of relationship, but Bucky knew that she cared for his well being. 

(Y/N) spun on her heel and stormed towards to compound, leaving Bucky behind her. The anaesthesia from the initial shock had worn off and (Y/N) could feel the icy winds chilling her to the bone.

Bucky was filled with regret that he hadn't been more sympathetic to her, and they was why she lashed out, but he suspected that (Y/N) was more angry at herself than anything. 

Upon returning into the warmth of the compound, (Y/N) immediately rushed to the elevator, where she took it down 2 floors to the lab where Tony was being held. (Y/N) was lost in thought as she stood in the elevator, the DING of the elevator snapped her out of her thoughts. Before the elevator door could even fully open she had ran through, past a confused looking Clint and to the bedside of Tony.