𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚇 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 ✔️

𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴'𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙵𝙰𝚁

"Two more agents confirmed on floor 15, I can get them out but we're gonna need backup." Sam communicates down to Bucky and I on the ear pieces. We continue making our way through the building as we continue our search and rescue mission.

"On our way!" Bucky confirms as we get back to the staircase.

"Tony, is there any word from Sharon or Steve yet? Do we know if they're definitely in here?"

"No news as yet, Sam whereabouts are you up to?"

"I'm just about to hit the living quarters, I'll keep you all posted." Continuing to scan the area we continue our way up the building until Sam brings us more news. Getting to floor 16 that's where most of the offices are based for S.H.I.E.L.D. " Come on Buck, you start this end and I'll start from the other. Meet you in the middle?"

"No problem." Bucky sets off searching in all the different office blocks, ensuring nobody is left behind.

As I continue making my way through the rubble, this floor is pretty empty, either hardly anyone was working on this floor today or they got out before the damage really happened. I find a few agents who are luckly capable of making their own way to the staircase to meet the rest of the rescue team. So far 2 hours in we hadn't met anyone who was deceased. That was until I get to the main office. Nick's office.

"Nick! You in here?" I call out, grabbing large bits of rubble moving them from my path. Getting deeper into the room I doubt I'll find anything but just as I'm about to turn back that's when I see from the corner of my eyes a hand.

Walking closer I carefully remove more bits of rubble, not wanting to cause any harm to the person who I predict is underneath the rest of this mess. Slowly I reach down, going to touch the hand. The moment my fingers connect with it I pull back instantly. Stone cold. Reaching back down I remove more of the debris from around it, carefully I cup my hand in this hand, squeezing gently I give a small tug, but what happens next startles me even more. The hand freely with no real struggle comes out from it all, completely detached to whoever body it was originally from.

I get out a shriek of horror, Bucky comes darting into the room. "Everything okay?" I stand straight, hands still connected and turn slowly to face him, he gulps with uneasiness.

"Is that..."

I only nod in response. "Somebody's in here... and I'm pretty sure they're dead."

"Shit." He mumbles, shaking his head. "Sam, we think we've found a fatality."

"Who?" Sam asks, being able to hear the uneasiness in his voice."

"We don't know-"

"Buck.." I call, he looks over to me and can see all the colour has drained from me. My lips pal, my eyes flooding. Slowly he walks over, being extra careful not to disturb the scene from around us. As he gets to me I turn away looking back to where my focus was previously. He tilts his head looking down.

"No... Y/N I'm so sorry." He places a hand on my shoulder squeezing to give me some sort of reassurance.

"Fury you son of a bitch." I choke out, looking down to his lifeless body.

Standing it feels like time has stopped and we both continue to stare down, unable to register what's happened. "Y/N, Bucky do you copy?"

"Y/N, Bucky do you copy?" Sam repeats into the ear piece.

"One fatality confirmed. Agent Nicholas Joseph Fury, deceased." The coms are silent for a moment, after giving the announcement to the team no one is  quite sure how to respond to the news of this.