Marvel Imangines

Let Him GO! - B.B

Gwendolyn's POV

I had just got the call from a man named James Rhodey say that my number was found in Bucky's phone and that we were close. He also said a woman was going to pick me up. I just hung up and there was a knock on my door. I opened it for find a beautiful red head.

"Bună ziua, sunt Natasha Romanoff. Am venit să te iau." She greeted. (Hello, I am Natasha Romanoff. I'm here to pick you up.) I could tell she was originally american so I decided to speak English.

"It's fine, Natasha. I speak english." I say, my accent clear. I was born and raised in Romania. She sighs in relief.

"Good. That makes thing so much better. Follow me. I'll take you to a plane that will Take you to Bucky." She explains and starts walking. I start to follow her.

When they arrive in Berlin

They small plane landed and we both got out. I could see black SUVs lined up. I followed Natasha to a group of people. "Guys! This is her." Natasha announced. They were all men, staring at me. A small black man held out his hand.

"Hi. I'm James Rhodes. We talked on the phone." He introduced with a smile. I shake with his hand with a straight face. I looked around for my boyfriend.

"Where is Bucky?" I asked sternly.

"Let me take you to him." The man next to James said, sounding annoyed. "I'm Tony, by the way, Tony Stark." He added.

"Gwendolyn Anastase."

I had followed Tony to a room. I immediately broke down at the sight of Bucky. He was bolted down in a glass case. I rushed to him, crying. "Iubirea mea! Ce ti-au facut!?" I cried. This made Bucky pick his head up and stared at me wide eyed. (My love! What did they do to you!?)

"Bebelus!? Nu ar trebui să fii aici! Cum!?" He replied, very confused. (Baby!? You shouldn't be here! How!?)

"James ma sunat. M-au zburat aici să vin să te văd." I answered with a slight smile. I'm just so glad hes okay. (James called me. They flew me out here to some see you.) Bucky shook his head.

"Nu. Nu ar trebui să fii aici. Nu puteți fi aici.Te vor folosi împotriva mea." He said, looking so desperate. I was now scared. (No. No. You shouldn't be here. You can't be here. They are going to use you against me.)

"De ce ești oricum într-o cutie de sticlă?" I asked, confused on that part. Bucky gulped before answering. (Why are you in a glass case anyway?)

"Sunt periculos, Gwen. Ei știu asta. Nu vreau să mă vezi așa." He answered sadly. Tears streamed down my face once again. Bucky put his back down in order not to look at me. (I'm dangerous, Gwen. They know that. I don't want you to see me like this.)

"Let him go!" I shouted to behind me. There, many men were standing in the door way.

"Miss, we can't do that. Now please, step away from the case and put your hands up." A soldier said, pointing a gun at me.

"Please! Whatever you do, please don't shoot her! She knows very little of my past!" I could hear Bucky plead from behind me. Muffled by the glass. I stared down the man while slowly putting my hands up and walking away. Two more men ran to me and handcuffed me. I just kept a straight face. I mumbled Romanian cuss words as they walked me down to an interrogation room.

Once the handcuffed me to the table, a small man with grey hair sat in the chair in front of me. I stared him down. He seemed to be unfazed by it.