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

Part 8

"Shit!" you threw your phone on the dash. You turned toward Bucky. You looked him in the eyes. "Bucky. Whatever you do, don't leave the car." "But y/n-" "Bucky, stay here. You will get killed." You could tell by the look on his face that he wasn't going to stay in there for long but you had to get out before your boss got angry. You stepped out of the car and slammed the door closed. The guard followed behind you as you walked toward the SUV.

You looked back and saw that Bucky was watching through the windshield. You looked in front of you again and stopped in front of the passenger side door. He got out of the car. "Boss." You nodded your head. You could see angry lines engraved in his face. "Y/n." He fake-smiled. "What did I tell you about sharing classified information?!" "It will result in a harsh punishment..." "Exactly. Now, would you like me to remind you of what classified means?"

"No." He smacked you across the face. He waited for you to recover. He moved closer to your face. He locked your gaze. "Classified means private information!" He slapped you again. But this time he drew blood. You heard your car door open and shut aggressively. Your boss grabbed you by your chin. You heard gunshots. "Do you understand?" You didn't respond. You knew Bucky was fighting the guards.

He slapped you for a third time. "Y/n Schmit!" "DAD! STOP!" At that moment everything stopped. Bucky dropped the guard he was choking. Your boss held your neck. "I told you never to call me that again." He started choking you. Suddenly Bucky punched him and he went flying. You fell to the ground, gasping for breath, holding your neck.

Your boss got back up. His face was distorted, like his skin on his face was a mask. There was red showing through the eyeholes. Bucky was confused. Your dad smiled as he ripped it off. It was a mask. And the man underneath it was Red Skull. Bucky's face was full of anger and sorrow and so many other emotions that didn't have words. "Johann Schmidt?!" Bucky was unreadable now. "That's Professor to you, Sergeant Barnes." he smiled even more. You had another flashback.

"This lesson is pretty hard, huh?" you smiled at the man who still couldn't get the zip ties off his hands. You sat down in the empty chair next to him. "Yeah." he was wrestling with the zip ties. "Here, look." you showed him how to pull the tie to get it undone. It fell off of his hands. He looked up at you and smiled. "Thanks Miss..." "Y/n." "I'm Sergeant Barnes." He held out his hand for you to shake. You took it. "Nice to meet you Sergeant." you smiled. "You too." you both parted ways.

You snapped back to reality and watched as your dad and Bucky fought. Both were equally matched and you knew there was going to be no winner in this fight. Unless you did something. You looked down at the pistol in your holster. You pointed it at the SUV. It would provide enough distraction to your dad so that Bucky could get him while he was vulnerable.

But the two were fighting back and forth and they kept getting in the way of your aim. You didn't want to hit either of them though. You waited for the perfect moment but it seemed like it wasn't going to happen. Suddenly both of them were on the ground and it gave you a clean shot at the window. You pulled the trigger. And sure enough, your dad was distracted. Bucky took the chance to pin him to the ground.

You ran over and pointed the gun at your dad. "Make any sudden moves and this bullet will be in whatever's left of your head. "No it won't." He smiled. "Yes it will." you swallowed. "You can't. You don't have the heart to do it." he still had that wicked smile across his face. "You don't have the heart to kill your dear father." Sweat beads formed on your forehead.

"You don't have to do this, y/n." Bucky said to you. "Yes, I do." you pulled the trigger.