Winters War

Chapter 18:

~Blue's POV~

"We have to do something about this. I'm the only one who looks like a pimp."Sam says. "Speak for yourself."I say as I tug at the sides of my dress. "Zemo while this dress is beautiful, don't you think it's I don't know revealing?" Out of the corner of my eye I see a smirk appear on both Zemo's and Bucky's faces. Turning to the side I see a smile on Sam's face as well. "What it with all the Smirking?" "No reason, you just look gorgeous Doll."Bucky tells me.

I try to hide the blush on my cheeks and focus on walking. I haven't worn heels since the funeral and before that my wedding. My hair swings in it's high ponytail as the breeze blows, causing goosebumps to cover me. "I seriously couldn't have gotten a jacket though?" "You need to look the part." "What part?" He stops for a moment and turns to me, "you are playing your old role as the Winter Soldier's partner, and I don't mean husband and wife partnership. As for Sam you are playing the sophisticated, charming African rake named Conrad Mack, aka Smiling Tiger."

How did I manage to get wrapped into all of this? "He even has a bad nick name."says Sam, "hell he does look like me though." "That's the point dumbass."I say before tripping. "See that's karma for being a bitch."he says. "Shut up."I say.

"You smell this?"Zemo asks. "Yeah what is that? Acid?" "Madripoor." "Nice the city smells like a from of drug."I say. "No matter what happens we have to stay in character." "I figured you would say that."I say as I pat my thigh, the fabric of my dress presses against the knife I have holstered there. "It might come in handy."I shrug. "Our lives depend on this, there is no margin for error."he finishes.

Suddenly a car approaches for us to get in. Bucky opens the door for me and places a hand on my waistline. I pause for a moment before quickly trying to brush it off before getting inside. Before the thunder even sounds I can feel the electricity in the air, a small smile falls on my face as I look out the window. "Every time I hear thunder from a storm, or see it's lightning I think Thor is coming."Sam says. "I never understood that."I suddenly say, "he's the god of thunder but he controls lightning? Wouldn't that just make him the god of weather?" "Um no thunder comes with lightning."Sam says.

      "Yeah well have you ever seen Thor do this", my gaze looks out toward the dark sky and with a simple flick of my wrist tons of lightning bolts shoot through the sky. They were so bright you would think it was suddenly daylight outside. "Where did you learn to do that?"Bucky suddenly asks. "Uh don't know just have always been able to do it. Never needed to use it though."I lie. He just shrugs and looks back out the window.

      I can feel the vibration of music playing before we get out of the car. There are people everywhere holding guns, knives, whatever weapon they can get. Whispers spread around us as all eyes fall on Bucky and I. Suddenly Zemo begins to speak Russian. From the little that I remember I think he asks if Bucky is ready to comply. He doesn't say anything and we keep walking.

       I try not to be phased by the looks I'm getting from some of these men, some purposely getting close as I walk or finding someway to touch me but I try to ignore them. "Hello gentlemen. Wasn't expecting you, Smiling Tiger."says the bartender. "His plans changed. We have business to do with Selby."Zemo responds.

      I watch carefully as the bartenders eyes dart around. Something doesn't feel right about this. "The usual?"he asks. Sam just nods. With no further complications he leaves. I watch carefully as he begins to pull a dead snake from a jar and cut it open. As soon as my back is turned I feel the pressure of two hands grab my hips. This definitely isn't Bucky, he would never break character. "Would the pretty lady care for a drink?"  I can smell the alcohol on the mans breath as I turn around, not willing to break my character either. With a smile I answer "of course."