All This Time

Chapter 16

I finally got up after a couple of minutes and walked out. I doubt Walker would have found Karli and got a hold of her before Bucky did.

I make my way out and I run into Sam and Bucky.

"There you are," Sam says and I watch as Bucky's stressed face relaxes.

"What happened with Walker?" Bucky asks.

"He's surprisingly strong," I say with a tight lip.

"Are you good?" Sam asks.

"Yeah..of course. I let him go because I knew he couldn't get far. Not with the both of you ahead on Karli's ass."

Bucky smirks as Zemo just pops up.

"And where were you?" I ask.

"Getting free," he says waving and twisting his fist to me before walking past us.

I sigh not surprised at all that he freed himself. I don't however believe one bit that it took him all that time to free himself. Maybe to get out. That place is a freaking maze.

**

Once we got back I told them I said I was heading to the bathroom when really I went to the spare room I was sleeping in not too long ago.

I took off my long sleeve shirt only to be left in a tank top.

I scan my arms and look at the finger marks I have leftover from John's tight grip.

He was a lot stronger than I'd like to admit.

Just then I heard a knock and I threw my shirt on quickly just as the door opened.

"Hey," Bucky says looking at me suspiciously. "Are you okay?"

I roll my eyes with a smirk.

"You ask that way too much," I say tossing myself on the bed facing the ceiling.

"What can I say..." I feel the bed dip next to me. "I worry about you," he says and I look at him as he's looking back at me concerned.

We stay like that for a good moment until his serious manner breaks into a small smile and he tilts his head to get a better view of me.

"Well, you shouldn't."

I get up and head out of the room back to the living room where Sam is on his tablet and Zemo is still laying down with a towel over his eyes.

"Somethings not right about Walker," Bucky states after walking in the room a minute after me.

"You don't say," I watch Sam say from the couch opposite of Zemo as he holds back a laugh.

"Well, I know a crazy when I see one because I am crazy," he says grabbing a drink before pouring himself some.

I narrow my eyes at him.

"Can't argue with that," Sam says.

"Oh you're not crazy," I tell him with a serious expression.

They all look at me now.

"You're just a tortured soul," I say mockingly.

Sam chuckles and Bucky takes a sip of his drink glaring at me.

I laugh to myself.

"You shouldn't have given him the shield," he says to Sam.

"I didn't give him the shield."

"Well Steve definitely didn't," he retorts bitterly.

My smile quickly fades and just then the front doors are shoved open only to reveal John and his friend marching in here.