Lovers In Crime (A Winter Soldier Fan-Fiction)

Flashback

- Hydra - 

"Behind the wall, just like you said" you whisper skeptically as you get closer to where Bucky had told you he wanted to exit the portal. The Winter solider just nods and checks his weapons and cocks his gun before silently walking towards the wall... he listens to the sound of disappearing footsteps. 

"How are you..." before you could finish your sentence The Winter Solider pounds his fist through the wall grabbing the man by his neck and pulling him in, widening the whole enough for him to grab the fixtures above and swing though. Coughing and wafting the dust away you watch as the solider springs into action. 

"Want some help?" You call down as he flings himself off the banister and takes out some more men with a gun and one with a knife. "No, ok!" you use a portal to appear next to him as he charges after another man and squeezes the life out of him. 

"Hail Hydra"

"Sir?" as the man drops dead you tap the soldiers arm and motion towards a frightened by stander. The soldier slowly walks over towards him. You follow behind. 

"I didn't see anything...I didn't see anything...I didn't see anything." He pants, staring into the eyes of the solider.

"Do it" The Solider says to you, you nod. 

"This will help with the pain." You smile before a blue magic floats around him, you get into his head replaying all the best memories he has, keeping his brain so distracted a smile appears on his face... then the Soldier shoots him in the head. You drop the magic and look up. This was a secret between you both, initially you had hoped to let bystanders go by erasing their memories, but you could deleted them only suppress them and their was no guarantee they would stay hidden... Hydra got wind of your antics and went after the bystanders... they rounded them up... about 20 and made you watch as they killed them all, one by one. So now you chose to kill them in a quick painless manor, bullet to the head, but you put happy images in their heads first, as your own sick way of saying sorry. 

"We should go.." you breath out as you watch the blood of the young man, so happy, so full of potential, bleed out of his head. 

"Lets go." The Solider stretches a hand out to you which you take and with the other create a portal back to HQ. 

. . . 

"You know, before, when we spent the night holding each other?" You ponder as you appear in The Winter Soldiers cell after his post mission dressing down.

"Yes." 

"Can we do it again?" 

"Ok"

"Thanks" You smile lightly as you head towards the bed he was punched on, his hair stuck to his face. 

"Let me..." you move your hand gently towards his face but as a reflex he grabs it, and pins you against the bed, hand holding you neck tight. "It me! I, I wasn't, I wasn't going to hurt you.." you breath out struggling to catch a breath. His eyes flicker before he backs away. 

"Are you ok?" He looks away from you. 

"Of course" you lie a little rubbing your neck. Although the experiments and torcher had led you to feel very little pain, that had taken you as a surprise. "Look at me." you move you hand to his cheek and slowly move it towards you. "I'm ok, I'm here to be whatever you need me to be, ok?" 

"Ok." He nods sadly, you stroke the loose strands of hair from his face and kiss him softly on the lips. 

"Apparently soft kisses are 'cute'" you say the word as if you'd over heard it and then finally figured out what it means. 

"Cute?" He raises an eyebrow at you. 

"It means... well you would have said sweet?... I finally remembered.. we rescued you in the 40s!" you smile but it fades as the news doesn't seem to make him happy. 

"You are sweet... you should leave here" The Winter Soldier looks at you sternly. 

"Leave?" 

"Yes, you can leave right?" 

"If I cut out the tracker I could?" You look down at you foot and back up.

"Then why not?"

"I can't leave, no body leaves...." you say confused "we're helping the world, I want to be a superhero.." the solider just looks at you as you do a super hero pose.

"I don't trust them... but I can't remember why...its coming back...slowly but every-time I do remember they take it away..." he lays back on the bed.

"Solider..." you almost laugh but it sounds true. 

"You should run away." 

"Wont you come?" 

"I can't.... you'd be safer alone." 

"Well if you aren't coming I'm not going anywhere." You lay next to him in defiance. 

"Why?" 

"Because I lo...I want to protect you. If we go down, we go down together." 

"Together." he repeats as you put your head in the crook of arm and a hand on his chest. "Together."