Winters Storm~Bucky Barns~

Chapter 16:

~Blue's POV~

        I groan as I look around only to be faced with Rumlow trying to cuff me. "Oh no you don't!" I quickly twist my arm away and kick him away. He stumbles back a little, bit a lot but enough for me to get to my feet and get away.

     He swiftly comes up and grabs me but with quick thinking I grab the unclasped side of the handcuffs and use them as brass knuckles. My swings make hard contact with his ribs but it doesn't seem to even phase him. Suddenly there is hard contact with my cheek as I stumble back. "Give it up! You won't win against me!"

        "We'll see about that."I grunt as I wipe blood from my lip. The two of us bolt towards one another but I stop and duck down just as he gets close enough to trip over me. I climb on top and mess with those currents in his head until he is screaming bloody murder. Finally I think he's had enough as I turn to help Steve with the other Steve. I can feel my eyes turn their bright blue as I bring messing with his head. He cries out but a sudden impact breaks my focus.

       I plummet towards the ground at a rapid speed, when suddenly my body crashes into something. Glass lays scattered as my legs dangle. My name is faintly being called but it sounds as if I have a pair of sound canceling headphones on. My vision is extremely blur as I open my eyes.

There is no pain, I'm completely numb. "Blue!" Everything is so weird but I still try my best to listen. "Hang on Blue I'm coming!" I nod as I begin to register what is being said then bang. Gunshots ring out, thankfully he's still a shitty shot. I begin to roll out of the way but the sudden movement causes my body to begin to fall towards the earth again. With quick thinking I grab the busted railing and hold on for dear life.

"Steve!" The gunshots stop as Rumlow is tackled and knocked out. "I'm coming Blue!" "Any day now!" Steve and Steve go at it, my grip on the bar begins to weaken the longer he takes. "Steve!" "Hold on Blue!" "What the hell do you think I'm doing!" There is a sudden thud and then the sound of running footsteps.

I can see him, he's within my view, then my grip releases! "Sapphire!" Everything tightens as I fully expect to fall to my death but nothing happens. Slowly I open my eyes to a very breathless Captain America grasping my arm. "I got you."he says, his blue eyes never leaving my own.

We run out of the building, seeing Scott and Stark sitting in this busted up car, disappointed looks on their faces. "Sorry buddy we got a problem."Tony says. "Ha, yeah we do."adds Scott. After a couple minutes of sitting and listening to what happened I feel ready to just faint or punch Stark in the face, one of the two. "Well what are we gonna do now?"Steve asks. "You know what, give me a break Steve. I just got hit in the head with the Hulk." "Ow sounds painful."I say. "Yes Blue it was."

"You said that we had one shot."Scott interrupts, "this, this was our shot. We shot it, it's shot. Six stones or nothing. It was six stones or nothing." "You're repeating yourself, you know that?"Stark says. "Yeah dude, chill." "You're repeating yourself. You're repeating yourself, and I am chill." "Dude. Come on!" We this escalated quickly. "No, you never wanted a time heist. You weren't on board with the time heist." "I dropped the ball." "You ruined the time heist." "Alright, enough!"I yell, "you two are giving me and even worse headache."

Steve then steps is as well, "are there any other options with the Tesseract?" "No, no, no, there's no other options. There's no do-overs. We're not going anywhere else. We have one particular left. Each. That's it alright. We use that...bye-bye, you're not going home." It's then I look over at Stark to see the look of realization on his face. "Tony?" "Yeah well if we don't try then no one else is going home either."says Steve.

"I got it."Tony finally answers, "there's another way to retake the Tesseract and acquire new particles." "We're listening."I say. "Little stroll down memory lane. Military installation, Garden State." "What? What does that mean?"I ask. "When were they both there?"asks Steve. "They were there at a time...I have a vaguely exact idea." "How vague?" "What are you talking about?"adds Scott. "Yeah guys seriously."I say. " I know for a fact they were there."

"Who's they? What are we doing?"asks Scott some more. "And I know how I know." "Guys, what is it?" Scott just looks to me and I shrug my shoulders. "Looks like we're improvising." "Great." "What are we improvising?" "Scott, get this back to the compound." "Suit up."Tony tells me. "What's in New Jersey?"Scott asks for a final time. "0-4, 0-7, 1-9-7-0."Tony tells us. "Are you sure?" "Cap? Captain? Steve? Sorry. America. Rodgers. Look if you do this and it doesn't work, you're not coming back."

"Thanks for the pep talk, pissant. You trust me?"Tony suddenly asks as he looks at Steve. "I do." "Your call." "Here we go."