Chapter 9

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           *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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