MISSING ||Bucky Barnes||

9

Sandra ran completely off of the avengers property, running all the way to where she had been staying before she was found.

It wasn't anything special. Just a small little motel in the middle of no where. The room she was in was just a simple bed and bathroom, decorated with a small mini fridges that held only water and and some crackers.

She was nervous entering the room, having her gun ready if someone were to be waiting on the other side of her door or if they were to approach her from behind.

Sandra opened the door, aiming her gun up and turning the lights on. She was relieved to see it was empty, nothing changed from how she left it.

Except, her mattress looked crooked. She hardly ever slept on that bed, let alone sat on it... so something was off.

"Who's in here." She said, pointing her gun up in front of herself as protection. "I'm not asking again. Who the fuck is in here?!" She spoke louder.

A small ruffle and a breath was heard from underneath the bed, making Sandra stiffen up a little bit. "Show yourself." She demanded.

When no one was revealed, she took a few steps closer to the bed and knelt down, the barrel of her gun coming in contact with someones head. Without thinking, Sandra pulled the person out from under the bed and kept the gun in place.

"Who are you and what do you want?" She asked, seeing it was an older looking man with light hair. "And how'd you find me?"

The man smirked, quickly grabbing the gun and trying to turn it to Sandra. But, he failed as she was much stronger than him. "Answer the questions dammit." She said, putting the gun right back where it was.

"The names Alexander Pierce." The man said, "and your coming with me."

Suddenly, he pulled out a syringe filled with some sort of liquid, and tried jabbing it into Sandra's arm. Instead of hitting it into her arm, Sandra used her free hand to grab it and jab it into his own. "I don't follow rules that come from a crazy man like you." She said, looking down at him as he laid on his back ready to pass out.

"Yo-Your crazy." He stuttered, finally passing out.

Sandra sighed and took the syringe and cleaned the needle, sticking the whole thing in a plastic bag so she could figure out what it was.

"Aright come on big guy." She said, dragging Alexander out of her motel room and to the opposite side of the road.

She was about to start heading out to get to wherever she could hide next after finding out her current location was leaked. "There she is!" Someone shouted.

After a quick look back, Sandra could see the team of hydra agents approaching her. They were pretty quick too, but not quick enough.

Sandra ran as fast as she could. Her backpack hanging on her back while she cut around the woods to get away. As she ran, she flipped open her watch and sent a voice message to Bucky. Even though they just reunited for the first time in 70 years just hours ago, Sandra knew she had to get in contact with him during something like this.

"Buck I know damn well your awake right now and you've probably got Steve awake too, tell him I'm sorry for not saying goodbye by the way. But I'm in a situation right now and I'm being chased by a bunch of hydra jerks-"

"I hear her!" One of the hydra guys shouted from not too far behind. "I've got eyes on the target!"

Sandra ran faster, her breath being heavy. "- look Buck, there's a good chance they're about to catch me so if they don't kill me, they'll probably bring me to the same factory place where I sniped that agent." She said, "Tony knows how to do it, so go wake sleeping beauty. There's a tracker in my watch. Follow it-"

The recording stopped just seconds after Sandra was trampled to the ground by a hydra agent. "Well it's my lucky day." The man said, smirking as he pinned Sandra to the ground. "Boys! Help me get her to the van."

"Shit." Sandra groaned, feeling herself being picked up.

After being quite literally thrown into the back of the van, Sandra had hit her head against the interior wall hard, which made her dizzy. "You wont- get away.. with this." She groaned, pointing to the agents as she spoke

"Oh, but we just did." One said, stabbing Sandra's arm with a syringe filled with the same fluids as the one from earlier. "Night nigh, Rogers."

Before she knew it, she was completely knocked out. The fluids really worked well for hydra after all, but there was no stopping Sandra Rogers. Not that easily at least...