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My eyes dart around at my surroundings within the warehouse as my foot steps out of the vehicle, eyes stare at me, Steve, Sam and T'Challa with every moment. My eyes quickly catch sight of Bucky in the holding cell shaped like a box, his arms barricade so he wouldn't escape.
"He doesn't need to be held in a cage like a dog." I seethed out loud, my eyes never withering from Winter who's eyes launch on to mine since I started talking. My gaze soften slightly at him, his reassuring smile doesn't help me one bit but I give him a tight lipped one.
"It's only for caution Widow Seventeen." Sharon stated in a sweet voice.
"That doesn't answer my comment, all I see is you lot holding a man against his will."
"He ran away when we tried-"
"One have you see the fucking claws on pink panther behind me?! Who wouldn't run from that, bloody hell. And two, you didn't try to do shit, you threw grenades threw his fucking window." I exclaimed loudly, my eyes slitting into a glare towards the blonde bitch.
"Sev!" Steve calls out, clamping his hand on my shoulder. He squeezes a bit tightly in warning of my use of tone.
I shrug him off from me, sending him my glare but it softens when I look behind his strong hold. He's nervous and frustrated about this whole thing but I know what his state is telling me. That everything will be okay and that Bucky, our Bucky will be fine. We just have to hold it out a bit longer.
I sighed into my self, my breathing slowing down a bit as my eyes find his blue ones to help me calm down. His eyes soften on mine with a small nod, I see his mouth moving, 'Breathe, dawn.'
I close my eyes for a brief second, letting myself take a deep breath in before shutting my emotions off from everyone. I let it off, everyone knows I am a ticking time bomb now. My hands still shake in utter anger but I don't do anything, Steve steps forward in front of me looking between Sharon and the people around her.
His hand lands on my tighten fist, squeezing it softly in reassurance. He doesn't let go, he drags me gently with me towards the others, I catch Sharon shift her eyes down swiftly to mine and Steves' joint hands. But she doesn't comment on it, just glances away for a moment.
"What's gonna happen to him?" Steve questioned.
"Same thing that ought to happen to you. Psychological evaluation and extradition." A grey haired man with a grin on his face replied to Steve's comment, looks at all of us.
Why does he look familiar ?
"This is Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander." Sharon introduced the grey haired man.
"What about a lawyer?" Steve asked.
"Lawyer. That's funny." Everett stated with a small chuckle of his own, smirking towards Sharon before back to us. "See their weapons are placed in lockup. We'll write you a receipt." He says just as men started walking past us, Steve's clothing and shield, Sam's gear, Pink panthers clothing and then two boxes of my shit that I have stuffed in my many pockets on my jacket.
"I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that." Sam commented with a glare.
"He's right, y'all better not touch my belongings or I'll slit your throats." I barked at the soldiers continuing on without a glance back at us.
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Dawn | Bucky Barnes ✔️
Fanfiction"Tell me something I don't know." He whispers. "I'm in love with you." His lips tipped upwards, his eyes casting down upon mine. "Already know that." He whispers, his hand reaching up towards me as he softly brushed his thumb upon my cheek. "Oh y...
