Flying Angel (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Chapter 17 -SSR

Y/N's POV

I walk into the office and women are working at the telephone things. I have no idea how to operate those mashines or what they are called. I already met Rose once or twice, she protected us in London. Working just like this, making sure that everyone who was supposed to stay out stayed out.

"Rose, right? Hello, it's nice seeing you again. I'm here to see Chief Dooley." Why am I nervous. Oh my, am I sweating? He wants me to be a spy, spies don't sweat. "Y/N, hello. Don't worry I'm sure you'll get the job, you're perfect for it." She's just as positive as I remember her to be. "Oh, before I forget there already is someone in there, actually two people. Good luck!"

An elevator opens and I step in. The door closes and I study the buttons. The Chief never told me which floor he's on. I don't even know how much more time I have left. The button for the fourth floor is the most used one, so naturally I push it. I'm happy to see that I am on the right floor. As I step out I see many desks and Bucky? He's sitting on a chair next to the Chief's office, I guess.

I walk there, loving the sound my new shoes make. Howard insisted on taking me to a hairdresser to get my hair done. He said that a sophisticated lady doesn't walk around with her hair in a worn bun. He even made me do something I hate. Get my nails painted. I hate the smell and how it crumbles of after only a day. It just doesn't work with my theritory of work.

I sit down next to Bucky and out of nowhere he kisses my cheek. My eyes widen and my cheeks become rosy. "Hey, angel. You here for a job?" Angel? That's new. I'm not sure if I like it, I've done a lot of things that aren't exactly angel-like. He's wearing quite a nice suit, the only time I have seen him wear a suit was on that Hydra ball. Ugh, why does everything have to do with that horrible night. "Why are you frowning?" Am I really? "Wh-what, I mean, yes, I'm here for a job as a spy. Wait, I'm not supposed to tell you, am I? Whatever. You'll know anyways if we'll be coworkers. Why are you here, what job?"

I'm always talking so much when I'm around him. That's not bad, is it? I always get so nervous. Is that normal, I've known him for years. "Well, there are two options for me. I'm either stayin' here with Steve or go somewhere in Europe with the boys. Well, actually, only Dum Dum, the others are retired and have normal jobs. If I get the chance to choose, I'll stay here with you and Steve and my family. Oh, talking of my family, my mom invited you to dinner with us." I guess he talks a lot too. Wait, what? "WHAT? You told them about me? Why?" Can I use the excuse: I've got nothing to wear? I guess not. Anyways. "Calm down, they'll love you. If it makes you feel any better, you're the first girl I take home to meet them. They have no one to compare you to and know you are special. "

Before I can protest a little more or freak out because he called me special, the Chief's door opens and a tall, blond man comes out. He shakes Bucky's hand. "Agent Jack Thompson" "Sergeant James Barnes" "Oh I know you, everyone knows you. And why are you here doll?" I cock an eyebrow. "Everyone should know me as well. Corporal Y/N Y/L/N. I'm here for one of the jobs as spies. I figured there are more that one."

Bucky already went in, I hope he gets the job here in New York, he was a brilliant soldier, still is. "Oh right, Captain America's secretary" Who does he think he is, I'll not a secretary. Don't get me wrong, I respect them, I really do. But my handwriting is horrible, partly because I write with my left hand. "You do realise that Barnes wouldn't be here if it weren't for me." "Sure. Anyways I've to go. See ya, I hope."

I sit there for a long time while I wait this guy with a leg prosthetic comes in. I don't know much about him, only that his name is Daniel Sausa. Before I can talk to him more I am called in to the Chief. Bucky and I say quietly "Goodbye" at the same time and I go in.

"Sit down!" Isn't it supposed to be 'Please take a seat'? No? Alright. I sit down anyways. The Chief takes out a file. I assume it's mine. "I read your file, I read everyone's. I must say Y/L/N, you're better than most. But you were better during the war, then everyone was good. The question is, are you good now?"

The answer is 'yes' "With all due respect Sir, I belive that I am good enough to be a spy or an agent. Maybe even a combination. But that is all your decision." That's the adrenaline talking, I hope I didn't mess up. "I think the same and so do my higher-ups. I guess that's a 'Welcome to the New York Bell Company Office, Ms. Y/L/N'. See you on Monday."

I walk out of the office and wish Mr. Sousa good luck. Monday, that's four days, good. And I have over 24 hours to mentally prepare to meet Bucky's family. I walk out and decide to walk back to Howard's mansion, I could use some fresh air.