Legally Blonde - Bucky Barnes

VI

You went to a few shops before finding the cutest black dress in Prada. It was perfect for work since all they ever wore were monochromes. If you had to put your pink clothing on the hanger for the moment to be taken seriously, so be it.

You smoothed your palms nervously down your thighs hoping the dress didn't look creased. This was the first day as Pierce's assistant and your nerves were all over the place. You finally had a place to prove your worth. The elevator dinged as it brought you to your final destination. Upon stepping out you immediately locked eyes with Tony and Natasha coming out from the opposite elevator.

The three of you stood silently in front of each other for a moment until Tony coughed awkwardly leaving the situation.

"You look nice today, Natasha," you complimented wanting to turn over a new leaf. You no longer had your sight on Tony and if Natasha wanted to be with that twat, as Peggy would have said, then she was allowed to do so.

"Thank you," she nodded and it seemed like you were on the same page. There was no time for silly girl drama when you were working on an actual case. The olive branch you gave her, however, was only so long and you both quickly followed Tony's footsteps to the long meeting table, sitting down with the others also awaiting Pierce's arrival.

"We're defending Sharon Carter whose wealthy husband was found shot to death in their Beacon Hill mansion." Pierce barged through the doors and immediately got to work.

"Gold digger?" Tony asked a smirk gracing his face. It was the obvious road to go down.

"You'd think so since he was in his sixties but she was rich on her own," Pierce said, "some kind of fitness empire."

That rung a bell. "Sharon Atwell?" Pierce looked down quickly before confirming it was her maiden name. "Do you know her?"

"She's a Delta Nu!" Every self- respecting sister knew Sharon Atwell. "She wasn't in my pledge class but I used to take her class at the Los Angeles Sports Club. She's amazing!" She gave the best motivational speeches and you were bummed when she stopped giving classes. You had her videos to train to but it just wasn't the same as experiencing her energy in real life.

"Amazing? How?" Pierce raised his eyebrows.

"She can make you lose three pounds in one class." Who else could do that? "She's completely gifted," you raved missing the mocking look on Natasha's face.

"In all likelihood, she's also completely guilty," Pierce said, "She was seen standing over her husband's dead body."

This was not like the Sharon you knew.

"By who?" Tony butted in desperate to join the conversation again.

"His 25-year-old daughter and the pool boy," Pierce answered before he was interrupted by the door opening again.

"Sorry, I'm late." Your eyes widened as you saw Bucky walk through the doors. What was he doing here? "Excuse me."

"Everyone this is James Barnes, another associate. Top three in his class and former editor of 'Harvard Law Review'. You've probably seen him lurking around campus doing my research." He took a seat diagonally across from you smiling in recognition at you. "Thanks for the introduction."

So, your previous assumption that he wasn't a first year was correct. You just didn't expect him to be this accomplished. Now, you felt slightly foolish for moaning about your problems to him.

Bucky looked just a composed as the times you had seen him before. This time he was suited up in a grey suit that accentuated his tanned skin. You sent a bright smile his way, already feeling more comfortable with his presence in the room.