𝓣𝓱𝓮 107𝓽𝓱- Bucky x Y/N {𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳}

Part 4

You tried to turn your head to see who was tying your hands together with some zip ties. You couldn't really see, but you managed to catch a glimpse of a purple mask. He finished tying you up and pushed you into a separate room, kind of like an office. He slammed the door way too aggressively and pushed you down into a chair.

"Who are you?" you asked. He paced in front of you. "That is information I don't need to disclose." he said, keeping a steady gaze on you. He had his handgun pointed upward. "What do you want from me?" you asked angrily.

He took his mask off. "Zemo..." you said under your breath. He sat down across from you. "What I want is some information." He pulled back the hammer on his gun but he kept it pointed upward. You stared into him. "Tell me... where is the Winter Soldier?" He stared back. "The Winter Soldier?" you were confused but didn't show it on your face. Any sign of weakness, and Zemo could take it as an advantage.

"Your friend, who left you behind." he smiled impatiently. "I still don't get it. I was never friends with the Winter Soldier." "Aw, you poor girl/boy, he never told you?" he laughed an evil laugh to himself. "I don't understand." you still didn't let the confusion cloud your face. "I need information y/n." he stood up out of his chair. "If you can't tell me where Mr. Barnes is, tell me what, exactly are you doing here?"

You leaned back in your chair and tilted your head. You narrowed your eyes and smirked in a way that said, I'm never telling you anything. "Fine." he stopped smiling. "We can do this the easy way," he held his gun to the side of your head, "Or the hard way." he said. You just smiled.

BAM! The door was launched across the room. Zemo tightened his grip on his gun. A shadow appeared in the dust that had risen. Silence fell across the room. The man in the dust walked slowly but menacingly, taunting Zemo.

The dust cleared and Bucky stood there with an extremely angered look. You and Bucky could tell Zemo was shaking a bit. He put the gun down on the table and slowly clapped. "Beautiful entrance. That was almost better than what I could do." Bucky still stared angrily. "Why don't you take a seat?" He pulled out a chair from the desk.

Meanwhile, you were breaking out of the zip ties that Zemo put on you. You remembered how to do that from when your general was training everyone in the 107th. You smiled at the memory. You saw Bucky glance at you and his eyes softened for a split second and went back to serious again.

With every step Bucky took toward Zemo, Zemo backed up. Zemo backed up close enough to reach the gun and went for it. He pointed it at Bucky but wasn't able to fire. Because you had hit him with a flying roundhouse kick.

Zemo hit the wall with a THUD! and fell unconscious. "You know I had it, right?" Bucky looked at you as he said that. "You had it. Sure." You jogged over to an unconscious Zemo and grabbed the package of zip ties he had left on the desk. Bucky paused for a moment and thought about the lesson on undoing zip ties during training in the 107th.

Bucky POV

"Remember soldiers, under, up through!" a harsh voice said. Myself and everyone around me had their hands zip tied together. 30 minutes later, I was the only person left. Except for a woman in the corner of the room. It was my 5th attempt by the time she had finished and I still hadn't gotten the zip ties off. And the woman... she...

"Bucky, come on! We need to leave!" y/n said. They had Zemo tied up and was ready to leave. "Right. Coming."