LEGACIES; TFATWS BUCKY

008. Trip to the lab

ᴇᴘɪsᴏᴅᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ : ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇʀ
𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐 : 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒃

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𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐍'𝐒 apartment looked unexpectedly expensive. They learned that she was selling stolen artworks, like Monet's. She then brought them to her place and Y/n finally got a private moment. She even told Sharon about her injury and the ex-shield agent helped her take care of it and offered her a shower.

Y/n leaned on the wall by the window, her arms crossed as she watched the street below. She listened faintly to the others talking with each other. Sam promised Sharon he would help her return to the states.

"You're alright?" Bucky asked her. She turned around, slightly straddled as he got her out of her thoughts. He sat on the widow's still.

"I'm fine," she answered.

"You're sure about that?"

"Yes, Buck," she smiled "No worries needed. Are you?"

He nodded and looked in front of him as if he was avoiding her gaze. She watched his side profile, his lips slightly twitching.

"Bucky," she said, sitting next to him "I saw you, in the bar. I'm kinda worried about you."

He turned his head and smiled "I'm fine,"

"Don't use my lines," she laughed and nudged his side with her elbow. 

"I'm alright," he answered and rested his hand on hers. She nodded, knowing she shouldn't push him too much.

"Let's go to that party Sharon talked about," Bucky said and got up.

"No, not me," Y/n answered and Bucky turned to her, raising a brow "I need sleep. A lot of sleep."

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Sleep didn't last long for Y/n. Early in the morning, Sam woke her up to tell her they found Nagel and that they needed to leave. That's how they found themselves walking in the middle of containers at a port. Nagel was apparently hiding in one of those.

"He's in there" Sharon said and the group came to a stop. "I'll keep an eye here while you talk to Nagel. But hurry, we're on borrowed time." She handed them earbuds, before walking away. Sam started walking ahead and opened the compartment's door, a creak echoing in it.

"You're sure this is the right one, it's empty," Y/n asked Sharon through the buds. 

"Positive, it has to be."

Y/n along with the three men entered the compartment, Zemo lightened up the place with his flashlight. She turned to Bucky, who was standing at the door watching for anything. He was still wearing the black suit from yesterday and she had to admit he looked quite hot in it. She turned her head around as they heard a creak from the end of the compartment. Zemo had found a hidden door, and as he pushed it open, music played from the inside.

Sam walked in the front, a gun aimed in front of him, and Y/n and Bucky did the same. The song got louder as they entered what looked like a very messy lab.

"Did you find it?" Sharon asked in their ears, but they didn't answer.

A man was sitting in front of a desk, humming the song. Sam confidently walked closer after sharing a look with Bucky. Y/n stood next to Zemo as she watched Sam stop the music. The man immediately turned around with a slight gasp.