The Soldier's Luna: Reclamation (Bucky Barnes x OC)

Chapter 18

After Steve was done talking to Tony, Sam and I were brought in. Steve told me he wasn't going to sign the Accords because there was a chance Wanda could also be locked away just like me. He couldn't sign something like that. So, we were stuck in the meeting room until they figured out what to do with us.

I asked Sharon if I could see the documents that involved Bucky and the bombing. Once she brought them in for me, I laid the documents out on the table to study them. Reading the documents and the evidence, I knew something wasn't right. Something was off about it the moment I saw the surveillance footage on the news. I pulled out the tablet to watch the surveillance video again. Even the way he walked in the video wasn't Bucky. Though he looked like Bucky, it wasn't him. I knew it. I just needed to prove it.

I looked up at the screen to see the psychiatrist was there with Bucky. Sharon came in and handed Sam the receipt for his equipment. "The receipt for your gear."

"'Bird costume'? Come on," Sam scowled.

"I didn't write it," Sharon responded. She leaned over the table and pressed a button on a controller. Thanks to her pressing that button, the small TV inside the room turned on and we were able to hear the audio.

"Thank you."

She nodded at me. "No problem."

"I'm not here to judge you. I just want to ask you a few questions. Do you know where you are, James?" He asked, but Bucky remained quiet. "I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James."

In a husky voice, Bucky stated, "My name is Bucky."

I asked Sharon, "With what I saw, do you think that's going to be enough evidence to prove he's innocent?"

"Not with how many people are dead. Also, with your history with Barnes, they will say you're biased with or without your power to prove it. We need hard evidence," Sharon said.

"I just don't get it. All of this," I gestured to the documents. "If I put what I saw with my connection to Bucky aside, all of this still doesn't make any sense."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked me.

"A man who has been trained to be a ghost, to do all those acts against the world gets caught by a parking lot camera? We know the technology that will do the job with much more stealth than using a parked van. I mean, all of this is just too convenient. Even looking up at the camera at the right timing? Something's missing."

Steve grabbed a paper that had a screenshot of Bucky's face. He turned to me, knowing that I had a point. "Why would the Task Force release this photo to begin with?"

"Get the word out, involve as many eyes as we can," Sharon answered.

"Right," Steve agreed. "It's a good way to flush a guy out of hiding. Set off a bomb, get your picture taken. Get seven billion people looking for the Winter Soldier."

Sharon looked at Steve and me. "You're saying someone framed him to find him?"

"Exactly," I stated. "Hydra taught us to always cover our tracks, taught us to hide from Hydra itself. We keep our distance, get out, and go into hiding. Never go in the public eye. What he did is the complete opposite. Decades of training and all of a sudden he does rookie mistakes? There's no way he'd make these careless mistakes."

Sam reminded us, "We looked for Bucky for two years and found nothing."

"And I'm sure whoever wanted to frame him failed on looking for him too."

Steve nodded in agreement. "Plus we didn't bomb the UN. That turns a lot of heads."

Sharon shook her head, "Yeah, but that doesn't guarantee that whoever framed him would get him. It guarantees that we would." She blinked, realizing what she just said.