A/N - I have a character named Baron in this story. You can imagine it's Zemo if you want and if not, then that's fine too.
"I don't understand Steve, why can't Nat join me on this one?" asked Bucky as he snapped the folder closed and glared at his best friend.
"Buck, Nat is recovering from her injury. We need someone healthy and able to do the job alongside you" he shrugged.
"I won't know her Steve" Bucky pouted.
"I know Buck, but it will be ok this one time. Come on, I'll introduce you to her."
"Wait, you know her?"
"Well, no. I don't know who it will be yet, but I know where their office is" he headed down the hall.
Bucky followed him out of the conference room and into the elevator.
"Fine" he grumbled.
"This undercover mission better go smooth or else" Bucky pouted as he held the folder tight to his chest.
You sat at your office desk as you had just been handed an information package from your supervisor telling you to study it, memorize it, and get familiar with it since you were being sent on it with one of the Avengers. This was going to be your first official undercover mission and you were nervous as hell.
You started reading the upcoming mission you were about to be sent on, noting every detail about it.
Don't screw this up, don't screw this up ran on repeat in your thoughts while you sat and read the file.
Everyone in your unit was used to going undercover, hiding in plain sight, gathering the intel, fighting, and staying safe then there was you. You had no idea why they wanted you to be part of the undercover unit.
Your usual spot was behind the computer as the voice in the undercover ears since that was all you had been doing over the past year as you were never called upon and needed out in the field, until now.
Perhaps they held you back because of how you looked as you took a quick peek at yourself in the window's reflection. You always saw yourself like everyone else, basic, a little awkward, at times frumpy, and sometimes a walking disaster compared to the other female agents in your unit. They were beautiful, skilled, strong, and fit while you, you were great at being behind the desk helping them.
In reading the mission details, you would have to pretend to be a happily married couple, dress in a fancy ballgown, attend a charity gala, and steal the intel you needed which was located on a flash drive in the office of where the gala was being held.
Seems simple enough.
You had no idea who your mission partner was going to be while you sifted through the file as the doors to your unit suddenly flung open revealing two large bodies. You peeked over at the intrusion and zoned out at what you saw.
"Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes" came the breathy voice of Cara, your office partner.
She welcomed them as she batted her eye lashes and tossed her hair aside while casually chatting with them.
"Please, just call us Steve and Bucky" Steve said smiling.
She nodded and leaned down a little at her desk, revealing her ample chest. You rolled your eyes at her ridiculous behaviour, but the two men seemed to be eating it up.
"What brings you two here?" she asked while you half listened in to their conversation.
"Just wanted to see who my mission partner was going to be. Would it be you by chance?" smiled Bucky.
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Bucky Barnes One Shots and Imagines - Part 3
FanfictionWelcome to my Bucky Imagines and One Shots - Part 3 Book for those of you who want even more Bucky Barnes in your lives. Imagines and one shots about the one and only James Bucky Barnes. This is a mature book with mature themes and situations. Ple...