(Requested by: @-lilmunchkin )
"It's quick. Grab the target, and get him back to the Compound for questioning. We are operating in large public masses, so stealth is a must." Natasha recited off of the report.
She began to give each of us our sections. You high-fived Bucky when you got placed together.
Soon, the quinjet touched down in a field outside the main metropolis and we each got out in our groups. You and Bucky had the roof since both of you were the best snipers.
It was going well enough. The rest of the team made it through the masses with little trouble while you and Bucky incapacitated the uncovered threats.
The target was a high-end businessman with ties to HYDRA and several other illegal and heinous organizations. He had several scattered body guards and even more agents watching him closely.
Nat snuck in front of him and distracted him while Steve dealt with a few of his body guards and Wanda was trying to thin the crowds to avoid any civilian casualties. Clint was on an opposite roof simply calling anything he saw.
"(Y/L/N), Barnes, there's a surge of reinforcements coming from behind the west building. I've got a group on my side coming from the north east."
"Got it. I'll get an angle on your side."
You turned to Bucky. "You have the west group?"
He nodded silently and you both took your positions.
"(Y/N), more agents on your side. I've got my group."
"Bucky's got it. Right, Bucky?"
Bucky nodded grimly.
What you didn't see was the stray agent that made his way towards your building, creeping up the inner stairwell.
You heard a faint banging from the latch to the roof, but you didn't turn in time.
Bucky dove over you and two shots rang out. You leaned and shot the agent in the neck.
You quickly turned to see Bucky clutching his chest.
"Bucky's been shot. Do you have the target?" You were panting, fear flooding your system.
"Yes, get back to the quinjet. We need to leave before more reinforcements come. Put pressure on the wound," Steve answered over the comms.
When you got back, Bucky was immediately taken to the infirmary.
You sat on the couch alone for a bit, your head in your hands. Not before long, tears were welling in your eyes.
Steve sat down next to you, a gentle hand rubbing across your shoulder blades.
"You're fine, Doll. You're okay. He's tough, he'll be okay."
You took a labored breath.
"I know. It's just, I never seem to do anything right. Especially recently. I've been letting everyone down. Even you."
You stood up and briskly walked to your room.
Steve tried to follow you, but you shut the door on him.
He loved you a lot, but he knew that sometimes your inner demons took over and sometimes he wasn't enough to help.
He needed a way to cheer you up, even when he wasn't there to do it.
