Winter's Widow

Chapter 19

Bucky's pov:

"Oh hell no. You did not." I am in disbelief.

"Oh I went there." Sam says.

Next thing I know we're both throwing punches in the living room. Our audience today is Steve, Clint, Tony, Wanda, Vision, and Bruce. Natasha is missing at the moment, and has been missing for a few hours now.

I shove him into a wall, but he kicks me away.

"Guys, cut it out!" Steve yells at us, walking towards us.

We don't care. We keep throwing punches at each other.

"Guys!" he yells as he and Vision separate us.

Luckily, I overpower Steve with my bionic arm and throw another punch. This time Vision grabs me and Steve grabs Sam. Sam kicks me and I kick back, Struggling to get out of Visions grasp. Sam deploys his wing that he happened to be wearing at the moment to get Steve off of him. He throws another punch at me and I kick him away. Vision gets distracted and I escape. I slam him into the wall again. I punch with my robo arm and he doges sending my fist into the wall. We continue to brawl and throw punches. Vision and Steve grab us again. They keep us at a distance.

"You're not struggling 'cause you're scared, Barnes." Sam makes a snide remark.

I struggle to break free, putting a bit of a strain on Vision.

"Cut it out, Sam." Steve says.

"Well, Barnes? Gonna hit me? Or are you too pussy?" He says.

I almost overpower Vision.

"Calm down, soldier." I hear a familiar voice, and loosen my arm.

All our eyes are pointed at the red head.

"Where have you been?" Steve huffs.

"Busy." She answers simply.

She didn't exactly answer his question, but that was as good as it was gonna get.

"Both of you need to stop. You're going to kill each other." She continues.

Neither of us were abut to argue with Natasha Romonoff. No man of my intelligence would. Not even someone with an IQ as low as Sam's would dare to argue with the Black Widow. Vision and Steve release us, confident that we wont fight again. We give each other mean looks, and a smile can be seen on Nat's face for a moment. She quickly turns around and heads towards the kitchen. She opens the fridge and grabs a bottle of vodka.

Sam walks away with a smug look on his stupid face. I wanna punch him again, and I think Steve picked up on that. Steve is looking at me, and I'm looking at Sam. Sam is looking back at me again, still smug. Vision is staring back at us again too. We are really close to an all out brawl again. Natasha stares at us with a death glare, Sam pick up on that too. Me and him are both staring at Natasha, who takes a sip of vodka straight from the bottle. Natasha walks away. Me and Sam look at each other and silently agree to leave each other alone today. We both walk away.

Natasha's pov:

I sit down on the couch next to Clint, my bff. I wrap my arm around his shoulder.

"Hey, want some of this?" I show him the bottle of vodka.

"Yes." He grabs the bottle and takes a drink.

He hands it back.

"Oh, that's strong." He said, wincing.

"Mhm." I hum as I take another big swig.

"Want some for your coffee?" I ask.

"Of course." He smiles and holds out his cup. I pour some in his coffee.

"Woah, you trying to knock me out?" He asks.

"Of course not!" I say innocently.

"Oh you're evil..." He says as he takes a sip of his coffee.

"Wanna go to Target?" I ask.

"For candy?" He assumes, taking another sip.

"Of course." I confirm.

"Yeah totally. I think I'm a little buzzed." He says.

"Oh same." I say as I take another sip.

"We're going to Target drunk?" He asks.

"It'll be more fun. We have better ideas when we're drunk." I answer.

"Of course." He says in agreement, both taking another sip.

I pour a little more vodka into his drink.

"You'll need that." I tell him.

"Thanks." He says looking into his cup, and taking another sip.

"No problem man, no problem." I say, taking another sip.

"Ready to go?" I continue.

"Yeah lets go. I'll drive, you drank more than I did." He says.

"K let's go." We both get up and head for the door.

"No! You're both under the influence. No driving!" Steve says.

"We're not drunk, Steve." I say. Everyone looks concerned. Clint grabs his wallet.

"No, you're not going anywhere." Tony says, standing up.

"Try stopping us!" I say as me and Clint bolt for the elevator.

Clint presses the button, and we're on our way.

The elevator stops, and goes back up.

thee doors open and we're back on the same floor. Tony was waiting for us.

Me and Clint run for the stairs at full speed. Tony, Bucky and Steve follow. Me and Clint race down the stairs. Me and Clint apparently both had the same idea, because we both jumped over the railing and landed a few levels down.

"Holy shit!" Steve shouts after we land.

Me and Clint keep running, occasionally jumping and skipping levels. Bucky also skipped levels, and wasn't far behind us. Me and Clint dart for the door. We head for the parking lot where Clint's car is. I jump in the passenger seat and Clint starts the car up, speeding out the lot and driving away. As we drive away I see Tony, Steve and Bucky all standing there. We're on our way to Target.

Bucky's pov:

Those fucking idiots.

Tony's car pulls up and I hop in the back. We drive off after them.

"They're gonna get arrested." Steve says.

"Not if we catch them in time." Tony corrects him.

"I can't believe they jumped down the stairs. I'm gonna kill them." I say.

"We're gonna have to find them in the store. We'll split up." Tony says as we pull up to Target.

I see their car. They're inside.

We enter the building and begin the search for the loose drunk assassins.

Cliffhanger   ;)