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Bucky x Reader *Request from AO3*

“Y/N! Did you hear what Captain America did yesterday?” Y/N’s friend Martha asked as she ran up next to her friend. Y/N was searching through her locker for her textbooks and sighed when Martha reached her.

“You mean Steve ? Why would I care what he did? He and Bucky were the ones who left me here. They left me alone,” Y/N griped as she slammed her locker shut. “I’ll see you in math, Martha.” Y/N stormed her way through the hall, playing the memory of that day through her head…

There was a knock at the door early Sunday morning. Y/N left the kitchen and pulled the door open. There stood a man in a military uniform. Y/N’s brows furrowed in confusion.

“How may I help you sir?” she asked kindly. The man nodded to her and smiled.

“Hello, Miss Rogers. I have come to inform you that your brother has been sent off to war. Seeing as though you have nobody else to live with, you will be placed in foster care. It is my mission to see that you have everything packed and ready to go by tonight,” The soldier spoke to the girl. What? No, this can’t be happening. Steve wouldn’t do that to me. Not right after I found out my secret crush/second older brother was going to be going to war.

“I-I’m sorry sir, but you must have the wrong person. Steve would tell me that he was leaving. I never even saw him come home last night,” Y/N stuttered. The soldier shook his head.

“No ma’am, I do have the right person. Mr. Steven Rogers was shipped out last night along with James Barnes. They had left with their things last night. Now, I advise starting to pack, we will be leaving within the next few hours.” The soldier turned to go. “I will return soon.” Y/N watched as the soldier marched away. She closed the door behind her and slid to the floor. There’s no way this is happening. This has to be some kind of sick joke. Steve would never leave me, at least without saying goodbye… Y/N stood and wiped the tears from her eyes, starting to pack her things.

Well, long story short, it wasn’t a joke. Steve and Bucky both had left for war and had completely left her back home alone in New York. Y/N was moved in and out of foster homes for two years before she decided to run away. I’m going to do it tonight , she thought to herself. Once school let out, she made her move.

It took Y/N several days, but she finally came to her destination, one of many HYDRA bases. Guards spotted her and dragged her straight to the man in charge. Why aren’t they killing me? Y/N asked herself.

“Sir, we found this girl wondering up to the base. What do you want us to do with her?” asked one of the soldiers. The man in charge turned around.

“Kill her,” he commanded.

“No!” she screamed. “Please, don’t kill me. I have an offer!” The man in charge looked at her expectantly.

“Well?” he asked, impatient. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot.

“I want to work for HYDRA,” she said quickly. “Hear me out, Steven Rogers, also known as Captain America, is my older brother. He and James Buchanan Barnes grew up with me. I know everything about them. Let me work for you and I’ll tell you everything I know.”

“And what makes you think that we’ll just believe everything you tell us? That you’re not a spy?” the director accused. The girl pulled out a picture of her, Steve and Bucky.