❝WE'LL SHARE TOMORROW TOGETHER.❞
In which two people find out the hard way that life is cruel but love makes it worth living.
[The First Avenger - TFATWS ]
{Bucky Barnes x 𝑓𝑒𝑚!rogers!oc}
TFTWS completed, waiting for new MCU...
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As guards opened the van doors, letting Steve, Sam, and T'Challa out, they saw Daphne and Bucky both in portable glass cells, being escorted to a different room.
Seeing Sharon and another man standing off to the side, Steve walked over to them. "What's gonna happen to them?"
"Same thing that ought to happen to you. Psychological evaluation and extradition" the man said.
"This is Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander" Sharon said.
"What about a lawyer?" Steve asked.
"Lawyer. That's funny" Everett said. "See their weapons are placed in lockup. We'll write you a receipt" he said as men took away Steve's shield and Sam's Falcon suit.
"I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that," Sam said as they followed Everett inside.
Daphne was quiet as they brought her and Bucky to another room. They placed their individual cells at the center of the room, before securing them into place.
"Can I at least get a magazine?" Daphne asked as she shifted, trying to get comfortable in the metal restraints. "This thing is crushing my boobs."
But none of the guards acknowledged her as they walked out leaving them alone.
"God, this sucks" Daphne mumbled, trying to think of how she was going to get out of this.
"You shouldn't of helped me," Bucky said, his voice raw as if he hadn't used it in years.
"What?"
"You shouldn't have helped me. You wouldn't be in here" he said.
"Yeah, well if you wanted someone who would give up on you maybe you should've married Dottie Cooper," she said, rolling her eyes.
Before he could say anything the doors opened as man walked in and he took a seat at the table across from them.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Barnes. I've been sent by the United Nations to evaluate you. How about we start with you James?" he asked, but Bucky stayed quiet.
"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 again Bucky didn't speak.
"I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James," he said.
"My name is Bucky," he said, and Daphne turned to him, not expecting him to speak.
"Tell me, Bucky. You've seen a great deal, haven't you?" the man asked.
"I don't wanna talk about it," Bucky said.
"You fear that if you open your mouth, the horrors might never stop. Don't worry" the man said. "We only have to talk about one."
