Enough is Never Enough

Chapter 3

They got past security, and they were led down a white corridor by a German officer. They stopped right in front of two doors, and he gestured down the hall.

          "He's just through that corridor." He said in a thick German accent. Sam and Bucky both dipped their head to say thanks.

          "Alright, give us a sec," Bucky told the officer. He nodded, and he walked to the end of the hallways by the doors and waited. They all stared at the doorway, and Clara could tell that they were all nervous. Bucky sighed. "I'm gonna go in alone." He started walking towards the guard, but both Sam and Clara reached out their hands to stop them.

         "Wait, why?" Clara asked. He looked at her, then at Sam.

          "Cause you're an Avenger, you know how he feels about that..." he shook Sam's hand off his shoulder, then he looked at Clara. "And...he doesn't know that you're more than a super soldier. He doesn't even know you are one. Zemo hates super soldiers." Clara scoffed.

            "Well, I think that's absurd. If he hates super soldiers, then why are we even coming to this guy? Plus, it's not like he can take one look at me and just assume I'm a super soldier."

            "Look, Clara. he is obsessed with HYDRA. He studied everything about HYDRA, meaning he knows everything about the super soldier serum, meaning he can help us find this guy who recreated it."

             "I'm still going in with you."

             "Clara, no. This guy is dangerous."

             "He can't be dangerous if he's behind glass, can he?"

             "Look, Bucky, it's not like you two were known for frolicking in the sun together. " Sam said sarcastically.

              "See," Clara stuck her hand out, gesturing Sam. "You have just as much beef with this guy than we do." Bucky broke away from both of them and started to go towards the door.

             "Look, we have history together," he yelled back at them. "Trust me, I got this." The guard opened up the door, and Sam and Clara watched as he was led through the door. Sam flung his arms in the air, frustrated.

              "God, he can be so stubborn, you know that?" Clara leaned against the wall and laughed.

             "You know I live with him, right?" She looked out the window to see the parking lot.

              "How do you live with it?" Sam sounded almost amazed that she lived with Bucky. She shrugged and smiled

             "You get used to it after awhile. You just have to be  patient with him that's all."

           "Well, you didn't seem very 'patient' with him just now?" Clara looked at Sam. He was pacing back and forth.

             "Well, if you got to know him... like not just the basic stuff you read in the museum, but him as a person, you would find him much more likable." Sam looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

             "Well...it's not like I don't like him. I mean...at least he doesn't look like a homeless guy anymore. We just have different opinions on how to do things...that's all." The door swung open and Bucky came walking through the door, Clara pushed herself off the wall, and met him in the middle of the hallway.

              "Well...that was rather quick. Did you get everything you needed, or do you have to go back in alone a second time?" Bucky shook his head.