Sweet and Sour

Chapter 19 - Best of luck

Warning: Dark themes - same warnings as previous chapter, also includes minor injury with mention of blood

Bucky is settling down to go to bed when his phone buzzes. He's in a bad mood, still furious with how things went down with you earlier.

He takes a sip from this tumbler of whiskey as he picks up his device. He's very surprised to see your name light up his screen. You've sent him a couple of messages. He frowns as he swipes to open his phone.

Sweetie - I'm sorry we fought. Please help!! I've been taken somewhere - these men are so scary. Please come help me x love you

Sweetie - here's my location. Please come soon - I need you. Xx love you so much

The second message included a pin with your live location. You seemed to be somewhere on the outskirts of the city.

He furrows his brow, thinking carefully as he holds the phone against his chin.

After a moment, he opens up your messages again and begins to type a response.

**

Rumlow was holding your phone eagerly as he watched the screen, waiting for Bucky to respond.

You chewed your lip anxiously as you looked around the room. The men all stared back at you. You know pinning all of your hopes on Bucky to save the day is a naïve plan so you're frantically trying to come up with another idea to get out of here. If you could just be left alone for a moment...

Your phone vibrates and Rumlow laughs excitedly.

"Here's your boy..." he chuckles.

His thick fingers are smashing at your phone screen as he brings up the message. But his face falls, and he throws the phone over to Pierce who begins to read aloud.

"Doll...sorry to hear you're in a spot of bother. But I told you I'd leave you alone like you wanted and I'm a man of my word. Best of luck - JBB x".

Your heart sinks into your stomach and you suddenly feel like you might faint. You go limp in the chair. You didn't expect Bucky to actually come, but hearing it out loud is still hard to take.

"Aww, well that's a shame" mutters Pierce sarcastically. "Plenty of fish in the sea though, right honey?"

He taps your cheek roughly and you realise you're trembling.

"Fuck!!!" Rumlow yells in frustration. "What are we going to do now?

Pierce shushes him soothingly. He seems to be the calm and measured presence alongside Rumlow's hot-headedness. It strikes you that he's like Bucky in that way.

Or maybe Bucky is like him. He learnt it all from somewhere.

"Gentlemen....let's just give this a bit longer huh? We all know from personal experience what Barnes says and does can be two different things..." Pierce muses serenely. "We've got time. The girl isn't going anywhere. We'll be ready for him if he shows up."

"So you think he could still come?" Rumlow questions. "I dunno boss, she seems pretty adamant he doesn't give a fuck..."

Pierce shrugs. "Let's regroup and discuss.".

He gestures to them through the double doors. "Follow me, let's go somewhere a bit more private. Prying eyes and all that" he winks at you.

"Princess, we'll be right back. Jones here will babysit you for now" he nods his head towards a man holding a large pistol who just blankly stares back at you. He somehow looks like a perfect mix of every bad guy you've ever seen in a movie.