Someone To Watch Over Me

Chapter 1

Andie's POV
I refreshed the website again. Nothing. No news about Tristan had circulated this week. It had been three months now and all the news could talk about was Tristan Dagwood, the world's youngest billionaire, dead at 28. Murdered. I knew this feeling wouldn't last long. Soon they would bring more evidence, more news, about how my twin brother was murdered. I decided to cherish this small moment of silence, So I laid my head on the back of the chair. Knock, knock.
I picked my head back up. "Come in," I called. The door opened to reveal MJ, my intern. "Hey Ms. D, that detective, he's back. He wants to talk with you." Great, just what I needed. "Bring him in," I sighed as I quickly closed out the tabs on my computer. Detective Barnes came through the door wearing a hard, yet sympathetic face. James Buchanan Barnes. He had been Steve's oldest friend. Steve. I looked at the ring on my finger, I'm not ready to take it off yet. It'll be two years in November, two years since he... Barnes cleared his throat. "Detective Barnes, to what do I owe this pleasure?" His expression softened as he gave out a small chuckle. "Andie, how many things do I have to tell you? Call me Bucky." I flashed a small smile. It felt weird calling him Bucky. I always knew him as James or Detective Barnes. "Bucky, what do you have?" His face hardened, "I found another lead on that weapons dealer who has been selling vibranium illegally. He's also the one who threatened your brother right before his death. His name is Ulysses Klaw. I believe he has some involvement."
I raised an eyebrow, I know all too well about him. Right before Tristan's death, Klaw had been sending him death threats for interfering with his clients, but I knew that he didn't do this. He wasn't the one. "He's all bark, no bite. He couldn't have been involved in Tristan's death, have you heard about his run in with the Wakandans? They tore his ass up. It wasn't him." Bucky let out a sigh. He had been doing this for weeks now, bringing in possible suspects and asking if they look familiar to me and they were, but I've always given him the same response; " It wasn't him."
I could tell he was getting irritated with me, but I couldn't help it. I knew it wasn't him or any of the other guys he brought in. Bucky leaned in, "Andie, we've been going at this for months and I've gotten nothing so far. I know it's been hard on you with losing Tristan and...Steve." There was an edge in his voice, when he mentioned Steve. I know he misses him. "I've given you time to mourn and I still give you the space you need, but I need leads, tips, anything to help us find who did this." I frowned. I've given him names and tips, but he doesn't listen to me. "I still think you should talk with Laura Nathans." Bucky sat up in his chair, "Your mother has been locked up in a federal prison for years, she couldn't have done this." He must think I am stupid. Do I care? No. I know my mother had something to do with this. "She didn't kill him, but I feel like she was involved. In one way or another." My eyes started to water, I can't let him see me cry, not again. I sometimes can't help but feel bad for him, he's had to deal with me since Steve's death. Once in a while he'll cook me dinner, usually it's Shepherds Pie. Bucky grabbed my hand. "I'll go talk to her and see what I can find out." I pulled my hand away from his, "I'm coming with you."
Bucky shot up from his seat, "Like hell you are! Remember what happened last time you talked to her? I also can't have you there during an interrogation." I could see his gloved hand starting to form a fist. I shot up from my seat, "Look, I'm better now, I've given myself time to heal." Tears started to stream down my face, "I can face her without breaking down, why does no one think  I can? I'm strong. I'm an adult, I have to be strong." I wiped the tears from my cheeks and looked up to Bucky. He was tall. Taller than me by about two feet. He rubbed my shoulder and sighed, "You can come, just don't let anyone from the station know." I gave him a hug, whispered thanks to him, and showed him out the door.

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Bucky's POV
I looked at my watch, as I walked back to the precinct , 12:39pm. I had spent the night before researching all that I could find on Ulysses Klaw, hoping he was the one they were looking for. If this were for any other case, I would have brought Klaw in for questioning, but this wasn't any other case. This was the Dagwood case, Andie's case. I trust Andie and she had been right about the other guys before, he wasn't who they were looking for. This case couldn't go cold, I have to see Andie get justice for everything. Mostly her entire family had been killed, except her mother, Laura. I don't know much about her, except for the fact that she was the one who killed Andie's father, Christian Dagwood II. Andie and Steve had been dating for almost a year by then and Tristan had asked Steve to take over the company until he was ready. I had just gotten out of the academy and had been put on the case. It had been obvious that Laura Nathans was the one who had murdered her husband, but she had run away before they could catch her. It took months to find her and when they did, I was the one who told the Dagwood twins that their mother had finally been caught.
    I was also the one who notified Andie when Steve was murdered. That was two years ago. I could never get that memory out of my head, I remembered her eyes going dark, her cries, her screams. I will never forget that day. Steve had been shot right outside of Dagwood Enterprises, Christian Dagwood's company, now Andie's company. Because of everything, she had now become the world's youngest billionaire and company owner.
At just 28 years old, she owned Dagwood Ent, and her publishing company, Infinity Publishing & Co. Not to mention the millions of copies from her books that have been sold and the bookstore she owned with Steve.
I had promised Steve that I would look after her if anything bad happened. I have since kept my promise and I can never break it