Warnings: relationship angst, fluff
Summary: You and Bucky get a taste of normalcy in Italy where he goes to work and you spend his money. He will do anything to see you smile but he's quickly reminded of the fact that your smile can be easily taken away.
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Then
After that conversation with Bucky, you became more suspicious about what he did for work. There was only one way you were going to get answers and that was if you got them yourself. You hated doing this to Bucky because you loved him so much. You should have trusted him if he said there was nothing to worry about, but there was something nagging at you in the back of your mind.
Something wasn't right.
You took one of your old Air Tags and placed it inside his trunk underneath his gym bag. Wherever he went, you'd know about it. Bucky allowed you to stay inside his mansion while he left for business knowing there were guards here to make sure you don't go in places you weren't supposed to go in.
You pulled up the app for the Air Tag inside his car to see he was already on the move. You grabbed your purse and headed out. You order an Uber and put in a random address just so the driver would have something concrete to charge you with. When he got there, you hopped into the front seat.
"I know this isn't customary but I need you to follow this Air Tag, please. I'll pay you two hundred bucks," you said and showed him the money so he knew you had it.
"Done," he shrugged.
You placed your phone on his hook so he could see Bucky's movement. The map took you all the way to the other side of town. The only thing on this side of town was an old warehouse. Why was Bucky here? The driver pulled up to the warehouse and you got out of the car.
"If you wait here, I'll tip you an extra hundred. I'll be right back."
"You got it."
Bucky's sleek black Maserati was outside with three other Range Rovers that Bucky's men drove. You snuck inside the warehouse and immediately heard screaming coming from upstairs. You slowly walked up the stairs in fear that you might be caught if you made too much noise. On the second story, you approached a room that didn't have a door. Whatever this room was, the door had been smashed to pieces either from vandalism or by homeless people.
"Are you going to tell me what I want to know?"
That was Bucky's voice. What the hell was he doing here? You peeked your head through the open doorway and saw a man tied to a chair in the middle of the room. His face had cuts and bruises, blood soaked his clothes, and one of his eyes was swollen shut. Bucky's men stood around the man with guns while Bucky was right in front of him with his sleeves rolled to his elbows.
"I swear, I don't know anything, man."
"You want to know what I do to people who lie to me?"
Bucky pulled his fist back and punched the guyy so hard that you heard his bone crack under the pressure. You put your hand to your mouth as tears came to your eyes. This wasn't the Bucky you knew. Bucky was kind and loving, not brutal and dangerous.
"Tell me who your boss is and I'll make your death quick and painless," Bucky ordered. The man refused to give Bucky what he wanted, and Bucky didn't have time for this. "I got a girl waiting for me at home who I'd rather be with. Don't keep me waiting."
When the man didn't answer, Bucky took out his gun and aimed it at the man's head. The man started crying in fear but Bucky spared him no mercy. He shot him twice in the head. You jumped back from the impact and let out a startling cry. Bucky and his men turned toward the sound, and Bucky locked eyes with you.
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