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New Years Escape | Bucky Barnes

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: HYDRA

Requested by: AlejandraMartnezFlor

Prompts: Hydra catches Bucky and Y/N (kinda new yearish fic)

Pronouns: They/Them

Bucky slammed the wooden door behind him, because it never closed quietly. He had the frozen turkey breast in a plastic bag, ready to wait in the freezer until Christmas day. Even with Bucky's metabolic rate, the two of them could never finish an entire turkey.

Y/N had bought a tiny plastic tree the day before, which sat on the ting table by the sofa. They were half tangled in a string of lights. The trap kept them in place against the wall so Bucky could kiss them on his way to the freezer. Just as he opened the door, the front door gave way to a hoard of people dressed in black.

Sometimes Y/N still wondered if the freezer was still open. Of course by now the turkey would have rotted away, unless a stray wandered in and ate it. On the quiet days they had a lot of thoughts like that. Anything to pass the time and attempt to ignore the crushing loneliness without Bucky.

Most days were quiet days now. Apparently HYDRA's punishment for 'stealing' their asset was solitude. Only in emergencies were they called to help with 'experiments', like they did when they first unwillingly became a nurse for HYDRA. Except now, they didn't get to patch up the soldier. Being in the dank cell for so long, they even started craving these odd jobs. Even though it meant other prisoners were being hurt.

There was a drip that started two (or was it three?) days ago. Maybe the cold weather burst a pipe, or the was a crack–

Footsteps down the corridor interrupted their train of thought. Maybe three sets of footsteps were heading their way. Peeking through the barred window of their cell, they spotted a mop of ratty dark hair between two agents.

"Bucky?" They whispered.

The head snapped up, clearly having heard them. His steely cold eyes met theirs and stared. They didn't move, even as he walked past them. Before he reached the end of the hallway, he had knocked both agents down and was reaching in between the bars. His flesh hand gripped theirs. Holding it tighter and tighter, until it was in a death grip as his whole body seized.

An agent had snuck up behind him with the equivalent of a cattle prod. Now, he was on the floor being dragged away from Y/N, again.

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Gunshots cut through the silence. Y/N had finally gotten to sleep on the lumpy mattress for all of an hour. The first just jolted them awake in a state of confusion. An alarm followed, as well as another five shots.

People were shouting and running through the corridors as they looked out. There were the occasional dull thuds as the footsteps lessened. Suddenly there was just one set, growing closer to them. Bucky round the corner. A gun in one hand, he smashed the hinges with the other and pulled the metal door from their cell. He swapped the firearm to his left hand so his flesh could hold theirs.

He shot two guards on the way to the parking garage, conveniently offering the chance to replenish his ammo.

They went through the last door. Bucky grabbed a helmet off a workbench and strapped them in. "Where's yours?"

"A little bike accident won't kill me." He grabbed a set of keys.

"A little head trauma might."

He grabbed another helmet for himself.

Past the cars and lorries were a row of motorbikes. Bucky tore a black box and wires off the closest one and got on. Something sticky latched onto Y/N's wrist, preventing them from joining him. They spun around and punched, catching the guy in the throat. His sticky –actually covered in blood– hand clutched his throat and he fell to the floor. Y/N got on the bike and wrapped their arms around Bucky so they could leave as soon as possible.

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Dawn was just breaking as they escaped the base. The two of them rode all day; only stopped to siphon fuel, steal snacks and petty cash. When the sun was setting, they settled in town for the night.

Y/N stood at the window in their motel room, watching through the half drawn curtains as people gathered by the clock tower. Their voices were muffled, but Y/N clearly made out the countdown. Bucky stood beside them as the crowd cheered, fireworks lighting up the sky.