GHOST ~ b.barnes x reader

Chapter 14

Without a single glance back, Bucky walked out of the Lab leaving the gaping mouths behind and shattered glass, in search for (Y/N) in an attempt to calm her down. Bucky knew that he had to find her quick before she did anything drastic like leaving the compound to take Hydra down on her own.

(Y/N) was given far to much freedom to become a prisoner anymore, so she was able to walk straight out of the doors if she wanted too. (Not that doors could stop her in anyways) Bucky's pace quickened and thought logically to where she might have gone.

His first instinct was to check her room as he thought that she might want some solitude after her argument downstairs. He rightfully though that she was still angry about it and would not want to face any of the other Avengers, but to no avail, (Y/N) was not there. Bucky's brows furrowed together getting more worried by the second. He started to search methodically through the compound, starting at the training room, then making his was up to the kitchen, then the movie room (also known as the 'cinema room' as Tony claimed. "I didn't spend all this money to build a movie theatre just for it to be called 'the movie room'" Tony had said distastefully one day after Clint had referred to it as the move room) before he gave up and heading back to the living room.

Bucky deciding that his attempts had been futile, returned to the living room and grabbed a book from the seemingly never-ending collection of books that resided in the bookshelf next to the corridor. He plopped himself onto the sofa and turned over the cover of the book 'the hobbit'. It was one of Bucky's favourites as it was one of the things he could still hold onto, first reading it when it came out in 1937.

He soon lost himself in the pages of the book, letting the frustration slowly fade away. He was only interrupted when Sam came into the room to get a glass of water and accidentally knocked over the glass. Bucky scowled internally at him for interrupting his trail of though when he was hit with a sense of deja vu.

(Y/N) was sprawled across the sofa, book in one hand and pen in the other. Taking a break from her task at hand, (Y/N) found herself parched, longing for a glass of cool water. She had a mental debate with herself, wether or not to get up from the comfortable position she was in, or relive the soreness in her throat. Eventually the more sensible side won, and as she was going to stand up, Sam walked in. 'Perfect timing' She thought. "Sam..." She drawled out lazily. Sam turned around to face her and laughed when he saw the position she was in. "Could you get me a glass of water please?" (Y/N) asked as sweetly as she could. She really wanted this glass of water.

Sam smirked at her, knowing full well that she was trying to sweet talk him before saying, "Sure."

At that moment, Bucky and Steve walked in chatting, fresh out of the gym from training. (Y/N) observed then and took notice of how Steve was one of the few people Bucky warmed up to and talk with a lot. They both sat down at the table, too engaged with the conversation to notice (Y/N) or Sam.

(Y/N) Gratefully looked at Sam as he handed her the glass of water causing her to sit upright. She took big gulps of it, quenching her thirst. "Thanks," she said. "I really needed that."

"No problem (Y/N)" He replied taking back the glass of water.

(Y/N) returned to her pen and book before hearing the shatter of glass, followed by a string of curse words. (Y/N) jumped up to help clean up the mess that Sam had caused.

"Be careful" She warned as she picked up the broken glass before dumping it into the sink for someone else to clean up. Sam thanked her and retuned back to the Sofa, but no matter how hard she tried she could not get back into he comfortable position she had been in before. Accepting defeat, (Y/N) turned to look out of the window. It was a nice day and (Y/N) wondered what it would feel like to be in he sun right now.