*buck& sam are walking down the road and we are driving at their pace*
me: *sing-song* They're off to see the wizardddd the wonderful wizard of oz.. *trails off bc only lemar is laughing*
John: so that didn't go as planned, huh?
buck/sam: *walk faster* ...
John: *tells driver to catch up with them* Look, at least we know what we're up against now, huh? And we're pretty sure it's one of the Big Three, so...
Falcon: aliens, androids, or wizards?
John: pretty sure.
Buck: There's no such thing as wizards!
me: *reassuringly looks at him*
John: Then it's aliens or androids...
Sam: Or Super Soldiers. You and your gf don't communicate well, huh?
Lemar: Shit. Super soldiers? For real? (shocked bc I hadn't said that yet)
me: you know—*throws up peace sign and crosses eyes* we out there *laughs*
Lemar & Falcon: *laugh*
bucky&john: *having staring contest*
John: wow. All right, well, then we gotta work together.
Bucky: That's not happening.
John: *defensive* you know we stand a better chance if we all just-
Bucky: Just 'cause you carry that shield, it doesn't mean you're Captain America.
John: Look- I've done the work ok?
me: *bites tongue*
Bucky: You ever jump on top of a grenade?
John: Yeah. Actually, I have. Four times. It's this thing I do with my helmet. It's a reinforced helmet. It's a long story, but, any...
me: *laugh-coughs*
John: Look. it's 20 miles to the airport. You guys need a ride.
all: ...
John: Guys. (Garry. stop.) Get in.
*they get in and talk shop for a bit*
me: so how did you track the flag-smashers here?
John: oh we didn't track them, we tracked you.
us: *aw fuck nah*
John: *to me* I was worried.
me: like I said—I had it handled
sam: you hacked our tech?
John: *chuckles* it's not exactly hacking. It's government property. *gestures to me, him and Lemar* kind of the gov't. *laughs again*
me: *shaking head to sam so he doesn't say anything*
B: *staring again*
John: does he always just stare like that?
Sam: You get used to it
John: OK, look... You know, things have gotten kind of, uh—
lemar: --chaotic?
me: --competitive?
John: Yeah. The GRC, they're doing the best they can to get things up and running post-blip.
Lemar: Reactivating citizenship, Social security, healthcare— Basically just managing resources for the refugees were displaced by the return.
sam: Yeah, the Global Repatriation Council- and while i am aware of what is happening... why exactly are you two here?
Lemar: well, they provide resources and we keep things stable
John: yeah, violent revolutionaries aren't usually good for anyone's cause.
Sam: as said by the ppl with the resources.
John: yeah we got a lot of resources. If you guys, If you worked with us we could...
Buck: No.
Lemar: I got mad respect for all of y'all. But you were kinda getting your asses kicked till we showed up.
me: Lemar-
Sam: who are you?
Lemar: Lemar Hoskins
Sam: Look, I see a guy hanging out of a helicopter in tactical gear, I need a lot more than Lemar Hoskins.
Lemar: I'm battlestar. Johns partner.
Bucky: battlestar?
Sam&him: *tryna see if this is fr*
Bucky: STOP THE CAR *gets out*
me: Bucky— *i get to call him that, I have made sure he's still comfortable with it*
John: Look i... I get it, ok? I get the attitude, I do. You didn't think the shield was gonna end up here. I get it bucky *does not get to call him that*. And I'm... I'm not trying to be steve *does not get to call him that either, by anyone's standards*. I'm not trying to replace Steve
me: *debating getting up*
John: I am just trying to be the best Captain America I can be. That's it. And it's be a whole lot easier if I had Cap's wingmen by my side.
me: Guys please
Sam: *turns to me gets out but speaks is close/ loud enough for us (mostly John) to hear* It's always that last line...
me: *to John* I gotta- damage control... *points awkwardly*
John: *hand kinda forcefully on my thigh* let them go.
Sam: *sees that*
Bucky: *out of earshot*
Sam: Just because you are pretending to be together doesn't mean you get to act like a boyfriend in private.
John: excuse me?!
Sam: y/n, let's go. We've got a family thing in a bit *helps me out*
me: John, I'll see you tomorrow- ok?
*they drive away*
Sam: as fake boyfriends go- he sucks
me: he's not a fake boyfriend...
Sam: mhmmm
me: look it's classified so-
sam: *mock-zips lips*
*we catch up with bucky*
bucky: shouldn't you be with your boyfriend?
me: Sam needed me for something and-
Sam: I dragged her with me. the love birds can be together later
bucky: why are you with him? actually???
me: ...
bucky: he's a POS to you too-
me: bucky-
bucky: no, why do you let him treat you like that?
me: yk what? fuck off. alr? *walks ahead of them*
sam: lay off of her
bucky: she deserves better
sam: like who? you?
bucky: ...
sam: *laughs* oh my god I was right.
bucky: ...
*They go to meet the guy but I break off and go home*
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Daughter of America: a Y/N Rodgers x Bucky Barnes Fanfic (slowburn)
FanfictionEver since I found out I am the daughter of Steve Rodgers nothing has been the same.
