The Avengers Marvel Everybody One Shots

She's Mine 2 - Bucky

"Well, where the hell is she?" Tony barks into his phone.

"What do you mean, missing? Since when and why wasn't I informed sooner?" he paces as the information is given to him.

"You better hope she turns up or I'm coming for your ass when this is done" he jabs his phone off and tosses it.

Scrubbing his face, he sits down heavily with a sigh. Nat pats his arm and he looks up.

"She didn't turn up for work this morning and nobody has seen her since last night," She says.

"I want everyone on this" Tony slams his hands down.

He was feeling guilty and so so mad. Y/n wasn't an Avenger, she wasn't even Shield. She was a very clever woman who was good at digging the team out of a PR mess. And now she was missing, he had gotten her message last night saying she was heading home, but he hadn't replied because she had worked her ass off and Tony was more than happy for her to have some peace.

"Bucky is gonna be pissed" Clint walks in and Tony's brows shoot up.

"Why would the walking snowman be pissed? He barely tolerated her" He asks.

"Because he likes her" Nat shakes her head at Tony.

"No he doesn't" He snorts back.

"Just wait until he turns up. He's gonna erupt" Clint sounds smug about it.

"Have we got anything yet?" Steve walks in.

"Her car was found with the keys in the door. There were signs of a struggle and we are having a hard time finding any footage of the area" Tony sits back with a deep sigh.

"Remind me to teach her about better parking safety" Nat mutters.

"Friday is scanning all cameras nearby, we're waiting for a hit" Everybody jumps when Bucky marches in angrily.

"Where is she?"

Clint points at Tony who shakes his head at him.

"We're still looking" Nat explains.

"What the fuck?" Tony stands and transfers his phone onto the big screen.

A video of masked men starts to play. Everything the leader says is ignored until y/n name is mentioned.

"Friday, run it. I want everything on these assholes now" Tony looks furious.

But Bucky looks downright savage, his eyes are wild and his metal arm keeps recalibrating. Steve has to pat him a few times to calm him down. Bucky didn't hate you, he had no problem letting you think it though. He did hate your job, he hated being pulled out for the world to look at. A sideshow to placate the masses who wanted him locked up. He hated that it was your job to make him look human, to look acceptable to the world around them.

The only time he ever really felt human was around you. The angry talks, the fighting and touching. You made him feel alive. When you whimpered his name or begged him to come. He loved the way you felt in his hands, your taste on his tongue. And he was raging at you being taken. You were his, and those lowlifes had dared to touch you, to take you from him. They would die painfully by his hand. Not the look you were going for for him but as long as he got you back he didn't care how the world thought about him.

"They're part of a group who thinks all metas should be put down or locked up. And they hate you" Tony points at Bucky.

"I'm not worried about that. Why did they take y/n?" He growls out.

"Some of the group are considered extremists. They take hostages and blow buildings up to get their point across" Tony looks worried.

"And?" Steve asks.