Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan Character Imagines

Together Again Bucky Barnes

End of Infinity War. Beginning of Endgame

We were fighting Thanos, I was helping Bucky take down those dog things whatever you want to call them then everything just stopped. It was like everything just froze in time, i look over at Bucky who had the look of pure terror on his face his once bright blue eyes turned grey as he looked at me and started walking toward Steve"Steve..." then turning to nothing but dust. I ran over to where Bucky once stood and felt a pain in my stomach as i looked up at Steve "What the hell is going on?" i screamed. i watched him run to my side just before everything went black.

That was at least until just a few moments ago. I woke up in an open area surrounded by trees and bushes, taking a deep breath i looked at my surroundings. "Where is everybody?" i said to myself looking looking at the ground finding my gun next to my feet. Fear started to settle itself into my heart, i felt as though i was alone in this clearing, no one to be found. I began screaming his name, "Bucky! Bucky where are you?!" No answer, i started walking towards the city of Wakanda i soon found myself running like i had never ran before. "James! I swear to go if you don't answer me!" I came to a dead stop my worst fear plaguing my brain...

What if he didn't come back?

What if he's still stuck where ever it is we disappeared to?

What if he's never coming back?

What if...

He can't come back?

My eyes began to water at the thought that were racing through my head, we haven't known each other for very long yet i still feel extremely attached to him .I sank down onto the grass shaking my head"He can't be... he has to be alive, i know he's alive." just as I'm wrapping up my little pity party i hear someone yell my name. "Y/n! Babygirl?! Answer me dammit!" my eyes flew up to where i ran from, quickly getting up from my knees and bolted back into the shrubbery my eyes scanned through the trees and brush "Bucky?!" I ran and i ran until i couldn't run no more. "I can't find him, it was just my mind playing tricks on me." I sat there and looked through my memories with Bucky starting at the very beginning.

"What are we doing in this dump Steve?" i sighed as i rummaged through a few note books laying on the low set shelf. "We have to get Bucky out of here before they get to him," he sighed "before they lock up an innocent man." I turned to look at him his blue eyes worked to stone, set on what he knew he had to do for Bucky, for his best friend. We both turned around to find the man himself standing there staring at Steve, they exchanged glances before his steel blue eyes landed on me and scanned me from head to toe. I wasn't wearing anything like Nat would wear for battle skin tight just isn't my thing. What I was wearing however were skinny jeans laced with vibranium and a tightish shirt to match I decided i was shot at and hit too many times so Tony made the set for me, my combat boots with an earpiece hidden in my ear, my guns, mini tasers, and knives on my thighs and belt. He was staring for all but a moment before he turned his attention back to Steve.

"Did you do it?" Steve asked it took him only a second to reply "I wasn't in Vienna, I don't do that anymore." his lips tightened into a thin line as i heard Sam in my earpiece "They're coming, get down now!" Before i could respond a can was sent flying into the small room through the window, Bucky kicked it over to Steve as he put his shield over it and it exploded. Just then they opened fire Bucky threw his mattress up to shield himself from the on coming fire. Then he came right at me while Steve was trying to fight off the people coming through the window a piece of concrete hit me in the side of my head knocking my on my back. Bucky knelt down beside me "Surely your not gonna hit me after what we are trying to do for you." i said between breaths he just looked at me and studied my face "No, I'm not," he punches his metal hand though the wood below me "I'd hate to see a beautiful face like yours get messed up." he then threw the backpack out onto the next building, they were trying to come through the door when he threw the table into the doorway. As they smashed through the door he held his hand up deflecting their bullets, punching and throwing the men to make his way down the stairs to do what? I couldn't tell ya.