A Stucky Story

The Asset and Rumlow

The destruction of Hydra had Rumlow at lost what to do with his life. Hydra was his entire life up until now and he didn't know what to do. He looked for scattered Hydra agents, but most didn't respect him. Rumlow sat in a coffee shop, disguised. He looked around cautiously, anyone could be Shield. He was barely able to escape the Potomac alive and unscathed. But Rumlow's mind kept thinking about the asset. Hydra's most deadliest weapon was out in the world, being controlled by nobody. A little sliver of him wanted the asset to be in someone's jail. But he wanted the asset. He's handled the asset multiple times and he never thought of him as anything but a useful weapon. But when he heard him screaming during the mind wiping, something broke in him. He didn't realize that the asset could feel anything. He honestly felt bad for the guy.

He threw away his coffee and made his away back to his apartment. He passed the overpass and saw something in black shaking. He went towards it. He was shocked.

It was the winter soldier.

He was bruised and dirty, but alive. Rumlow looked around for any traps, once he made sure he was clear he looked at the shaken soldier.

"Hey, do you remember me?" The asset looked at him, his eyes widen and tried to back away.

"I won't hurt you. Come with me." The assest stood up quickly. Rumlow tried to think what changed his mind so quickly, then he knew. The asset was lead by command. That's all he knew.

Rumlow looked at him closely, he was still wearing the gear during Potomac battle. But he was injured. He was wheezing and his arm was at an odd angle. There was probably more, but some were more obvious than others.

Rumlow got his hand and lead him to his apartment. Once they got in, he made the asset sit on the floor of the bathroom, he got a wife beater and pajamas pants. When he got back, he saw the asset picking at the fuzzies on the shaggy shower mat.

"Alright, let's take this off." He got all the gear off of him. He never realized how skinny the soldier was until now. Hydra believed in keeping him fit, but he was starving. His ribs were more prominent than the last time he saw him.

"Get in the tub," the soldier looked at him, he tried to get up but his legs were hurting.

Rumlow sighed and carried him to the tub. This man was supposed to be 200 plus pounds of muscle, but he weighed as much as regular skinny man. He definitely needed someone to care for him. The water was warm, opposed to the usual freezing or boiling temperatures he was used to. The asset looked at the items around the room, Rumlow knew he was going to be hyper aware of everything. Since that was what he was trained to do. The water became dirty quickly and he hasn't even got to his hair.

"Where were you all this time?"

No response.

"Well whatever you were doing, I'm surprised Shield didn't catch you. Or your buddy, Steve."

The asset looked at Rumlow with confused eyes.

"Never mind, close your eyes for a minute." The asset closed his eyes, Rumlow washed his hair the best he could. He got out the knots and washed the shampoo out. He drained the water and put his towel around the man. He picked him up and carried to his room.

"Dry yourself off, put these on. Wait, do you need to use the bathroom?"

He tilted his head like a confused dog. Rumlow figured he lost all control of his bladder and probably bowels too. The one thing he didn't have was any diapers.

"Okay, sit on this towel. I'm going to go get a couple of things. Stay in this spot until I return. Understood?" Rumlow put the shirt on him, when he held his metal arm he was surprised to find it was still cold.

He pointed to the towel. Rumlow nodded. He turned on the tv to SpongeBob, the asset watched with fascination. He closed his bedroom door and locked his apartment door. He really couldn't believe he was doing this, buying diapers for an assassin. But he was like this because Hydra wanted him completely obedient and unaware of distractions.

He got to a small local pharmacy. He kept his head down and searched. He wasn't sure what to get or what to do.

"Can I help you, sir? Said a young female.

"Um, this is weird but I'm taking care of a guy who's very underweight and doesn't have control over his bladder and bowels."

"Okay, not weird at all. For adult diapers, what size is he?"

"Medium, large I guess." She gave him diapers with tabs on them.

"Food wise, since his electrolytes are probably very low, doctors would replenish it by IV. Light soup broths can be introduced after a few days."

"How else can I replenish electrolytes without the IV?"

"Foods or drinks with electrolytes. Um do you know how long it's been since he's ate?"

"No,"

"Okay um pedialyte is a good one for his stomach. And broths are good starters. Heavy foods are going to make him sick."

"Okay thanks" Rumlow got cheap clothes off the rack for the asset. He couldn't share clothes forever. He checked out and rushed back. He got in his apartment and went inside his room. The asset was still sitting on the towel as instructed. SpongeBob was still on and he was completely into it.

"Okay, did you use the bathroom?"

He nodded a no. Rumlow moved the towel from undernearth. It was noticeably more wet and it had a smell. He threw the towel in wash basket.

"Okay lay on your back." Rumlow opened the diaper bag. He looked at the instructions on how to put it on. Simple enough. The asset laid on his back. Rumlow tied the diaper on him. He put the pajama pants on him.

"Alright I got some pedialyte. It should help that hunger a little." The asset looked at the bottle, he didn't know how to operate this.

"Oh for God's sake." Luckily, Rumlow thought ahead and got sippy cups for him. He poured half of the pedialyte in the cup.

"Open your mouth," the asset opened his mouth. Rumlow put the top in his mouth and told him to close his mouth. He lifted the cup a little and he started to drink.

"This is how you drink. I'm going to sit you on the bed and fix myself some food," Rumlow sat him on the bed. He was drinking from the sippy cup like a baby, Rumlow couldn't lie to himself. It was cute. The asset continued to watch SpongeBob. Rumlow fixed himself food, when he got back. The asset was sucking on an empty bottle. Rumlow took the cup from him, the asset looked at the cup expecting to be refilled.

"If you have more you're going to get sick, rest." He tucked the asset in. He continued to watch the tv until SpongeBob didn't come on next. He looked at the tv, then started to whine.

"It's just a show, it'll come on tomorrow." The whining got louder, Rumlow flipped through a couple of channels and stopped on Paw Patrol. He immediately got interested, he stopped whining and put his thumb in his mouth. Rumlow added pacifiers to the list. He finished his meal and watched the silly child show. The asset fell asleep with his thumb still in his mouth. Rumlow stroked the brunette locks out of his face. Maybe the asset could learn how to be a human. But the asset was so regressed into a child's mindset, that Rumlow felt like he was fathering a man child. He wouldn't mind, but he had no idea how long it would last. They were both international criminals. Eventually he would have to move further away from the United States and bringing a man child would be distracting. He would make the final decision later, he enjoyed the soft snoring of the soldier. He was definitely not the same person as he commanded a few weeks ago. And he had to deal with him now.