Bucky pov
"Nat said you needed help with something" i say as Tony comes back out from the office.
"Yeah i need you to translate her prints, and while you do that you can tell me the trouble you've gotten yourself into" he says, gesturing to the table with all the papers.
"Last i checked i haven't gotten into trouble in three years now, i've held my streak" i say, taking a look at the prints. The words are here and there and it's no wonder he couldn't read it. I just hope i can remember how to myself.
"Then why is this silver assassin killing people who look like you and carving your initials into their hand in Pennsylvania" he says but i don't look up at him. Everything that has to do with her i make myself seem numb, like i don't care. Which i do, how classic of me. Still carrying for the woman behind the mask that i never got to see.
"She's looking for me, big deal. She's just playing" i say casually as i start to take notes. I don't even know what it is i'm translating here but as long as i can help, it's what you would have wanted.
"Playing, what do you mean playing? She's murdering people in cold blood and you don't care?" i don't know what he's trying to do but it won't work. I glace up to him to try and figure out his expression but he's cold.
"There are two people in this house that have not killed someone in cold blood, Stark, Pepper and Peter. No one's really innocent" i answer him trying to concentrate on the papers. And there i find the name of what it actually is, it's written like an anagram. Now i understand why it's all coded. I think i say it more to myself but still out loud "She was trying to build a time machine?"
"She wasn't trying, she succeeded. She cracked the code to do it but the way she wrote her prints, it's like..."
"Anagrams, i can see that" i cut him off, looking up at him to meet his gaze. "You want my help to build a time machine? Why?"
"Isn't it obvious? To get her back, and if i'm right i don't need much to talk you into it" he says and he isn't wrong about that. Everything has just been wrong since you died, i can't put my finger on it but it's there and we all can see it.
"I never said i didn't agree, i just asked why. Everything could have a secondary motive with you Stark"
"For this my secondary motive is her initial motive for the machine. Save the world before it goes under" he says and now i really see how similar they both are. I should have seen it when they were all fighting about making Ultron, how you both were on the same page about it. You really are like father and daughter. Sometimes i wonder what happened between you two to make you like that, it can't just be the fact that you worked together. You got here two years before even becoming a super soldier right in time for the NYC fight against Loki. First when i got here i even asked Nat about it and she said it had been like that since the fight, so the unanswered question for me is what happened in that fight that changed your relationship.
"So, what do you think. Do we have a deal?" Tony asks as i've been in my mind for a while. And no need to think about it, i want you back as much as he does.
"Let's begin"
Natasha pov
"...have stopped at the sixth victim for today, as it has now been two hours since the last kill. Who knows, maybe that's all for today huh Laurel?" i hear the radio from the living room.
"Or it could just be the beginning, David. I have gotten the information that an initial has been carved into their hands. And if that wasn't enough, the six men that has been takes of their lives were almost identical..." i pass Peter in the dining hall on my way to the source of the radio.
"Seriously Wanda, you have to listen to this? Peter's in the other room" i say Wanda as i finally find her on a couch in the living room.
"It calms me" she answers and they continue to speak.
"Listening to murders calm you?" i ask with a small laugh at the insanity in it. But she just continues to listen.
"We have been informed by the BAU team to warn any men in the Pennsylvania state that are around 6 feet, dark brown hair, blue eyes and strongly built. Don't let anyone unknown into your home, everyone keep their eyes on the lookout" i want to say something more but Maria put her hand on my shoulder to tell me not to.
"She's one state over from us, if she really still works for Hydra how long until she comes here" i ask in a lowered voice to her as we both take a few steps into the foyer.
"Nat, Hydra is gone" she says, reassuringly putting her hands on both my arms.
"That's what Steve thought before he went into the ice as well" i say, cause i know what will happen if she comes here. No one will go out of here alive.
"Natasha, you need to breathe. Everything will be okay, if she comes here the trap will work. Bucky assured us it would work" she gets me to meet her blue gaze. But i can't say anything else as there is a knock on the door. Who would be knocking on our door today?
"I swear to god if that's a reporter i will kick them" i say instead and she gestures for me to take a breath before i open the door. I don't, i just walk up to the door and open it to see two women and four men. Most of them in suits.
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Xoxo - y/n Carter
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