That was when you knew what had to happen. Staring into the brilliant azure stare of the detective, you offered a little smile, followed by the smallest of nods. His eyebrows raised, a flicker of fear upon his face. You inhaled the best you could and then made sure he was watching as you mouthed the following words.
Three...
Two...
One...
"NO!"
It all happened so fast and yet in slow motion simultaneously. Bucky's objection rang out as you unexpectedly threw your weight to the left and went limp in your captor's arms, allowing your legs to collapse. Catching Rumlow off guard, he could no longer hold you up, now failing to hide behind you.
Sharp pain blossomed in your side as a gunshot rang out, causing the arm around you to loosen. You fell to the concrete floor in a heap, hearing the sound of a thud next to you a second later.
Chaotic footsteps and shouting echoed throughout the parking garage once again as a buzzing in your ears began. Warm hands clutched your face, your eyes fluttering closed as a sudden tiredness took over. A voice tried to call to you, but it sounded too far away.
Sleep beckoned. You only wanted to rest a moment. The tempting tendrils of unconsciousness slowly claimed you.
Then everything went dark.
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A constant, rhythmic beeping was the first sensation to permeate your comfortable slumber, annoyance gathering your brows with a frown. As the fog lifted, you felt the crisp, stiff sheets you were lying on and the overwhelming scent of disinfectant assaulted your nose. Turning your head to the side, you blinked at the harsh, unnatural light until your vision cleared.
Someone sat at your bedside, his head resting on the bed near your hip as he leaned forward awkwardly in the chair. His chestnut locks were mussed, face turned away from you. He clasped your hand tightly even in sleep, you noticed with a smile.
You reached across your body with the other hand to comb fingers through his silky strands, causing him to stir with a groan. Slowly sitting up from his cramped position, he rubbed a hand over his face before his eyes met yours, then widening in surprise.
"Y/N! Oh my...oh thank God," Bucky cried out, touching his cheek to your hand before launching out of his seat to kiss your lips gently, but passionately before pulling away an inch.
"Hi," you croaked in greeting through your parched throat with a tired smile.
"Hey, yourself," he grinned, his forehead pressed against yours. "How are you feeling?"
"Um...okay, I guess. A little groggy. How long was I out?" you asked, then wincing as you tried to twist your abdomen toward him.
"Careful! Don't want to pop your stitches," he warned calmly. "About 16 hours. I'm glad you're awake and feeling alright cause now we can talk about WHAT THE HELL YOU WERE THINKING, PUTTING YOURSELF IN HARM'S WAY," he bellowed at you, finally releasing your hand.
He continued to rant as he paced on the floor beside your bed.
"How could you have been so reckless? You willingly allowed yourself to be alone with a known serial killer and were about to leave the building with him headed to God knows where, if we hadn't found you first! I mean, how could you do that, Y/N? How could you act so foolishly?" he demanded. Finished speaking, he finally looked to you for answers.
You took the deepest breath the tightness in your side would allow before replying. "Did you get him?"
"What?" he asked, perplexed.
YOU ARE READING
In the Arms of Justice
Fanfic[Officer Bucky x reader AU] Reader is a witness to a crime, tying her to the investigation as well as the police involved. She never would have guessed how that one night would continue to change her life years later.
