Chapter 57

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Bucky's pov:

"Hey..." I walk up to Clint with my hands in my pockets.

"Uh, hey..." He says awkwardly.

He knows I'm up to something.

"Nat asked me to have a chat with you." I stand in front and tower over him.

"...Tony! Steve!" He calls for backup.

"Oh nuh uh, you owe her." I grab him by the collar of his shirt.

"Tony! Steve help!" He calls out louder.

"She noticed a missing bottle, Clint." I arch an eyebrow.

"No, no, I'm sorry!" Clint cries.

"She wants you to pay her back, now." I warn him.

"What does she want?" He asks.

"What do you think?" I answer with a question.

"Oh boy..." He sighs.

"What's going on?" Tony's voice rings out in the back.

"Bucky, let him go." Steve crosses his arms.

"No. He owes." I respond.

"I'm sorry, I'll get it to her, I swear!" Clint throws his hands up in defense.

"She wants it now, Clint." I narrow my eyes as him and hold his collar tighter.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't have it right now! Please, give me more time!" Clint begs.

"She doesn't have much time to spare, Clint. You have 25 minutes." I give him his deadline coldly.

"Ok, ok! 25 minutes!" He huffs.

"If not, you know what happens." I warn him.

I shove him away, and he falls onto the floor.

"Get going, bird." I snap.

"Yeah, yeah." He stares up at me in fear, then dashes away.

"What the fuck?" Tony is so lost.

"What's going on?" Steve asks.

"None of your business, Stevie. Stay out of it." I warn.

"I think I should know?" Tony argues.

"No. Stay. Out. Of. It." I snap.

I head into Natasha's room.

"Gave him 25 minutes." I tell her.

I shut the door and lean on it.

"Thanks." She doesn't even look up from her phone.

"Hey, don't forget you owe me." I remind her.

"Oh, yeah." She looks up at me from her phone.

I cross my arms.

"What do you want?" She asks.

"I thought you always knew what I want?" I ask.

"Yeah. Sometimes it's a curse." She sighs.

"Really? Just because you know what I want?" I arch an eyebrow.

"Because I know what you want from me." She half smiles.

"Hmmmm... Yeah. What a nightmare." I say.

"I'm fucked, aren't I?" She asks.

"Later, yes." I grin evilly.

"Oh boy." She huffs.

"For now, I'll take over." I sigh and start walking towards her.

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