Romanrogers With a Twist

-Chapter Fourteen-

-Peter By: Taylor Swift-

-No One's POV-

Bucky decided to check the gym, because he had a feeling or at least knew Steve might be in there. And mainly because he also wanted to train.

Clint pulled out another arrow from his sheeth. He carefully, slipped the arrow right into his bow, steading it.

Tony recently had given Clint or created a new pair of heat signature goggles that could be used during stakeout missions and at night.

On Clint goggles, a heat signature was approaching. He slowly pulled back on the string, releasing the arrow as it landed on target.

"Oww!"  A voice screams.  Clint threw his goggles off, freezing in place looking at what he shot. He completely forgotten that he was wearing his goggles.

" Goddamnit man!"  As soon as I enter the gym, I'm almost killed." Bucky shouts. 

Clint realizes that he shot Bucky.   " Sorry man I was trying out my new pair of goggles."  Clint says.

" I can tell. Luckily, that was my arm."  Bucky says.

" That's better than a real arm."  Clint sighs.

"See you around?"  Bucky asks.

"Yeah man, see ya!"  Clint says and returns to practicing.

Bucky then walks over to the training area where everyone spars.  Bucky immediately then notices Sam.
"SAM!"  Sam then looks up. 

-Bucky's POV- 

I walked over to Sam, who stood in front of a punching bag he was just using .  "Can I ask you a favor?"  I lean in. 

"What is it?"  Sam leans back.

"Do you want to Spar with me?  Together?"  I blink cutely several times. 

"Alright!"  And Sam pushes me away from his face with his hand stands up straight. 

While we were sparring, today, I decided to act more aggressive .  "C'mon man!  You don't always have to be sooo...." 

"What?"  I ask gently, relaxing my muscles. 

" I mean aggressive ... you've just been acting like that the entire time and it's a little annoying ya know.  Is something bothering you or at least on your mind?"  Sam nudges. 

I pause for a second.  The only reason I've been doing this was because of Steve.  I only acted like this in front of Natasha and it made her mad.  Because I kept asking for Steve.  I completely understand, but is all of this really because of Steve? 

"Well actually yes . . . But I was wondering if you could help me find Steve.  He's well I don't really know how to put this.  We can't find him . . . We think he might be missing." I let go. 

-  -  -  -

"Okay . . .  so where was the last place you last saw him?"  Sam asks.  His back is leaning against the cement wall.  

"Did you forget I was gone on a mission until this morning?!"  I blurt out.  

"Uh . . . definitely not."  Sam says and he blows a raspberry.

"Mhmm.  Right . . . Totally." I say.

"So anyways  .  . he's not in the building?"  Sam asks.

"I believe so, I mean I don't really know . . ."  I say.