Part 11

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You open your eyes and let your vision take focus and look around to see that Bucky is no longer in the car.
"Bucky?" You yell coughing from the smoke going into your lungs from the fire. Sitting upside down you look out the smashed window to see Bucky fighting 2 large men at once.
You take a glass shared form the window and cut the seatbelt that is holding you up and you fall landing on the glass, cutting your hand open.
You begin to crawl out of the car still dizzy and unfocused from what happened and feel blood trickle down your face. Someone helps you out of the car and drags you away but don't realize that it was a terrorist until they tried to cover your mouth with a cloth. You start to squirm and elbow him in the ribs. You manage to escape his grip long enough to yell for Bucky who looks around to see that a masked man is trying to pull you into a van. With so much anger and strength Bucky pushes the two men into a near by car causing the door to dent inward and runs towards the van that you are now in. Bucky stops in front of the car and punch's the hood with his metal fist causing it to have a very large indent and unable to drive away. Bucky punches through the drivers window and pulls the driver out and tosses him into a pillar, possible killing him. He rips the back door open to see the man who grabbed you and tosses him into the same pillar.
He sees you struggling against the rope they had tied your hands in and takes it off before pulling you out gently and pulls you into his chest to hug you. You finally come to your senses as you felt Bucky's warmth and wrap your hands around his waist as you feel his sense of protection.
"Your okay." He says assuring you and you squeeze Bucky tighter.
"Come on." He says finally letting you go and run to an older car and picks the lock.
He helps you in the passenger seat and he gets in the driver seat.
"Do you know how to hot wire a car?" You ask shaking.
"No. I hope you do."
"Watch out." You say with a small laugh as you lean over the middle console and place you head on his lap to pull out the cover from under the wheel and start to smirk as you fiddle with the wires. You can feel Bucky fidgeting under you as you attempt to jump start the car. After a couple more tries the engine roars and you sit back up in your seat.
Bucky speed off out of the parking garage and heads towards the compound.
Even though it appears that you two are in the clear you can't stop shaking your hands or legs.
"Hey." Bucky says and reaches over to hold your hand. "It's okay. They can handle it."
You give Bucky a slight smile with a nod and hold onto his hand as you don't want him to pull away. The slightest touch from him seems to claim you even after the rough training session a few weeks ago. You cant help but stare at Bucky's hand in yours as he drives with his left metal arm. Without meaning to, you rub your thumb over his scars on the back his hand but quickly stop and look out the window at the open fields since the compound is just outside the city. Bucky taking notice gives your hand a gentle squeeze and smiles.
"Thank you." You finally say and turn to look at him as he pulls up to the door of the compound. "For protecting me."
"I wasn't going to let them take you." He says still holding your hand.
"You used yourself as a human shield." You say in regards to the first explosion at the coffee shop.
"Like I said before, I care about you, y/n. And I don't want you getting hurt." Bucky says finally letting go of your hand. "Let's go inside." You both get out of the car and walk up to the door of the compound.
Bucky walks past you to open the front door but you pull his arm to stop him.
Before he can ask 'what' you pull him into a hug and he wraps his metal arm around your shoulders and his other hand is placed on the back of your head in your hair.
"Thank you." You say again and pull away smiling up at him.
"Let's get that looked at." He says placing his right hand on your check gesturing to the gash on your head that is still bleeding.

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