𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓸

Who The Hell Is Bucky

He sat there in the dark patiently as he waited for Pierce to enter the room. At first Pierce didn't even notice him, just one of the many signs that proved he was a more than perfect assassin. Once Pierce finally turned around, he had almost gotten scared until he remembered who he was here. "Want some milk?" Pierce mocked him, knowing that he wasn't allowed to make a choice.

The winter soldier only gave him a look of confusion in return, no one has ever asked him anything, he's only been given orders. Pierce made his way to go and sit across from him so they could go over what needed to be done. "The time table had moved. Three targets, level seven. I want confirmed death in ten hours for two of them, bring me back the girl with glowing eyes, alive." Pierce ordered. The winter soldier only gave him a small nod in response showing that he understood. Pierce stood up before he remembered one more detail, "if the girl gives you any trouble, disable her. Now go. Get ready for your mission."

With that, he was gone in the blink of an eye. Piece didn't care how or why he was able to do what he did, all he cared about was getting you back as a prisoner of hydra. Once he got what he needed from you, the winter soldier would be the one to murder you in the most brutal way he could imagine, only to be brought back to who he really was to see his handy work.

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One of the bullets hit you in the shoulder and you screamed in pain. Bucky stopped in his tracks and began shooting back. Bullets would bounce off of his metal arm and one grazed his side, but he was still unaffected. You were in pain and wouldn't be able to move fast enough for the both of you to escape. Bucky knew this and made a quick decision. He threw his jacket and one of his dog tags at you, "leave y/n, now! I'll hold them off and I'll come find you okay!?" He yelled while still shooting down the guards that were left.

"No! I'm not leaving! Not without you!" You screamed, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

"There isn't time to argue! If you don't leave now then neither of us are getting out of here!" He fought back, you opened up your mouth to speak only to be met with his glare. "I said go! Go to Brooklyn alright?! Find my place! If Ma's there then tell her I sent you, if not there's a key in the rose pot by the window! Now go before it's too late! I'll find you, I promise!" He said as he began to reload to shoot down more guards.

"Bucky please!" You shouted, no longer fighting your tears, letting them fall freely. "Don't leave me! You're all I have!"

"Y/n! Go! I said I'll find you! Now go on, get out of here!"

"Steve, I think she's finally coming back." Natasha whispered as she heard you mumble I'm your sleep while you began to toss and turn. Steve was immediately at your side now, you had been knocked out for almost five hours now and he was worried you might be out for even longer.

He watched as your eyes shot open and you gasped for air, he assumed you had a nightmare while you were out. When you finally caught your breath you looked around the room you were in, you had never seen it before but when you saw Steve and Natasha there your fear began to die down. "Where are we?" You asked the two of them.

Steve was about to answer you until Sam walked into the room, his presence made the answer very clear now. "I made breakfast, if you guys eat that sort of thing." He told all of you as he leaned up against the door frame. When his eyes scanned the room they landed immediately on you, "y/n, it's nice to see you decided to join the living again, how are you feeling?" He asked from the doorway.

"I'm okay.." You whispered to them as you say yourself up against the headboard of the bed you were on.

"Can you guys give us a minute?" Steve asked Sam and Natasha when he noticed how uneasy you looked. Once they left the room he looked back over to you. He noticed that you looked everywhere except at him, he knew something was bothering you and he was desperate to find out what. He slowly reached out to grab your hand and gave it a small squeeze to get your attention. "What's going on?" He asked you quietly.