The Viper

The Raft

After we were put in cuffs, they loaded us all into the CIA helicopters and we were all shipped off to this place known as the raft, which is an underwater prison in the middle of the ocean. I know I should be worried about myself and getting out of here but all I can think about is if Steve and Bucky made it. Is our mission complete yet? Was this all worth it.

We arrived at the raft on the helicopters and were escorted into the raft by at least 20 guards and secretary Ross.

"Welcome to the Raft. You all have Rogers and Barnes to thank for putting you away in here." He started I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"You'll each get your own cells, Maximoff will be on sublevel 4 while the rest of you are on sublevel 3."

"Why is she sperate from us?" I asked.

"Weapons of murder, get our extra special treatment." He said with a cocky attitude.

"You asswipe." I replied, shaking my head. 

He brought us to the room where we were given our outfits. Super cute, nasty old man grey top with a long white sleeve underneath and long gray ass pants. Great. The shoes were literally Jandals. What the fuck. 

"Wilson you'll be in cell 12. Romanoff you're in cell 13. Barton you're in cell 14 and Lang you're in cell 15. Try to break out, you die, make too many noises, you die ask too many questions-"

"You die. We get it." Sam said. As we walked into our cell block.

A guard came up to be and pushed me into the cell locking the door behind me.

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Bucky POV

We got out. My mind was racing. Steve was back in my life for good now and I wanted this all to be over. 

People see Steve as the strong leader with the big muscles and fearless beyond belief. But I will always know him as the skinny kid from Brooklyn who never ran away from a fight. The 2 years I was on the run I had to relearn my own history. Reading about Steve, the Howling Commandos and myself was kind of the saddest thing ever. Knowing that this Bucky guy was known as this amazing man, who was apparently a lady killer, made me feel like I had done him wrong.

Soon enough I was starting to remember everything again. But it wasn't without the help of Kat.

Kat. Oh god Kat.

Is she okay? Did she make it out? Oh lord. All she's done is help me and make sure I'm okay but what the hell, what about her. I wanted to tell Steve to turn the damn plane around but I know she would tell me to keep on going. 

What's going to happen to her?

The kiss too. That kiss is something I've wanted to do for a long time. I feel this pull to her, I always have. As a friend, as a supporter and maybe something more if we can both take care of our inner demons. I need to help her and get her safe as soon as this is taken care of.

"What's gonna happen to your friends?" I started

"Whatever it is... I'll deal with it."

"I don't know if I'm worth all this, Steve."

"What you did all those years . . . it wasn't you. You didn't have a choice."

"I know. But I did it."

"She believes in you."

"Do me a favor Steve. If things go to shit and I can't get out of there, please make sure she's okay. Make sure she gets out." I begged.

"Of course, Buck." He spoke. I could see he wanted to argue, but knew it would be useless. 

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Katerina's POV

As I lay in my cell I let my mind wonder. I sit in a daze of what's next. I am really about to stay in prison for the rest of my life?

"Sam." I call

"What" He responds back to me in a whispered tone.

"Do you think they made it there?" I said, being careful to not say where cause I know they're listening.

"I don't know Kat. I can only hope at this point." He says.

"You have a visitor." Ross said as he walked into the room containing our cells. 

I stood up and waited to see who had hopefully come to get all of us out here, but I was quickly disappointed when Tony Stark walked through the door.

He made his way around to all of us,

"The Futurist, gentlemen! The Futurist is here! He sees all! He knows what's best for you, whether you like it or not." Barton said

"Give me a break, Barton. I had no idea they'll put you here. Come on."

He then made his way over to Lang,

"Hank Pym always said, you never can trust a Stark." Lang said.

"Who are you?"

"Come on, man."

Then to me.

"Steve's not gonna stop." Is what I started with, making my stance clear.

"This is your fault."

"Are you incapable of letting go of your ego for one goddamn second?"

"What do you need? They feed you yet?" Tony said switching the subject.

"You're the good cop now?" I replied.

"I'm just the guy who needs to know where Steve went."

"Well, you better go get a bad cop, because you're gonna have to go Mark Fuhrman on my ass to get information out of me." I stated firmly.

Tony reached for his phone and with the click of a button, the power went out.

"Oh, I just knocked the 'A' out of their 'AV'. We got about 30 seconds before they realize it's not their equipment." He said.

"Just look. Because that is the fellow who was supposed to interrogate Barnes" Tony said as he showed me a photo of the doctor dead in a hotel bathroom. "Clearly, I made a mistake. Kat, I was wrong."

"That's a first."

"Cap is definitely off the reservation but he's about to need all the help he can get."

"Look, I'll tell you... but you have to break me out of here, and take me with you." I stated boldly expecting him to argue with me, and I was surprised when he said,

"Easy."

Author's Note:

Hi all! I hope you have enjoyed this story so far! I promise you'll get all the bucky content you want! It's a bit of a slow burn <333

Much love <3