After Death | Bucky Barnes(Republished)

Tragedy

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Several months passed.

Bucky never actually returned to his room. Instead, he slowly but surely moved all his belongings into mine.
I didn't mind.
I loved the fact that he was the first thing I woke up to. 

"Rise and shine." I heard him say, I groaned and faced the other way. "Come on, get up, we gotta go." 

"What are you talking about? I've been up for hours." I said putting the pillow over my face.

"Sure you have. It's 6pm, you took a three hour nap." I heard him laugh. I tossed my pillow to the side and looked at him standing next to me by the bed, in jeans and a white t shirt.

"Where are we going?" I asked. 

"I don't know, Coulson said he needed to talk to us." he said. I sat up on the bed standing on my knees facing him, he put his hand on my waist.

"We gotta get going." he said.

"Yeah.. okay." I said tangling my hands in his hair and kissing his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist, I moved my hand down and slipped it under his shirt, stroaking his bare skin, and slipping my index finger underneath the waist of his pants..

"I love you." I whispered in his ear.

"I love you too." He replied as he kissed my neck, he started to push me back down on the bed when I pulled away suddenly.

"We gotta go." I said slipping from his grip and getting off the bed to put my boots on. 

"That's it?" He turned to face me, "You're just gonna leave it like that? You're such a tease."  

"I don't like being woken up." I smiled. 

"Jerk." He couldn't fight the smile on his lips.

"Just wait until we get back." He threatened. 

"I can't wait." I smiled.
I picked up my phone from the night stand it had several texts and missed calls, all from Coulson.

Another attack in a different facility.

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      We were dropped off at the location in a group, their numbers are greater than ours, and we're losing badly. 

"If we can't stop them, is there anything we can do to make sure they don't get any of our intel?!" I shouted to Nat over the loud gunfire. 

"Wiping the system is the best chance we have." she shouted back. 

"Y/n, go with Nat and get it done, we'll hold them off here." Steve ordered. 

I followed Nat passing by Bucky and patting his shoulder. 

"Be careful." He said loudly at me, I nodded in response and took off after her.

      We made our way through the twisting halls until we found the control room, several men were already there ready to fire at us. I shot four of them while Nat shocked a few with her stingers, leaving the room empty for us. 

"Hey, where can I get some of those?" I asked.

"You can't." she smiled.

"Fair enough." I said as I kept watch and she got to work on the computers, "About how long will this take?" 

"Several minutes." she replied not looking away from the screen. I saw a screen with security cameras and a group of men heading our way fast.

"Keep doing what you're doing, I'll hold them off." I said walking to the door, and into the hall. I shot as many as I could when one came at me from the side, disarming me of my rifle. I kicked him in the stomach and disarmed the others, they really couldn't have made it easier. I walked back to the door to find Nat. 

"Is it almost done?" I asked. 

"It's done." she replied.

"And we have to move. More are coming our way." she said. 

I heard a shuffle behind us, I turned just in time, a gunshot filled the silence, quickly followed by two more. 

Neither of us had time to react in time. Nat shot him between the eyes, but it was too late...

I fell to my knees clutching my stomach, I was loosing blood fast, it didn't feel real.
Nat was by my side helping me lay down, she kept me in her arms. 

"Y/n, you're gonna be okay." She said holding my bloody hand, her voice sounded miles away, the high pitched ringing wouldn't stop.

"I'll get you out of here, don't worry." She continued to talk, I could see tears forming in her eyes.
Tears?
'Nat, crying?'

"No." I tried to get out, my voice came out broken, "You-you have to go, they're coming." I let go of her hand and fumbled around trying to get the knife. I slowly placed it in her hand. "T-tell B-Bucky.. that..." I hung on as long as I could. Then everything went dark...

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      The aircraft was waiting near by for our extraction as Hydra aircrafts started to arrive. Nat boarded the quinjet just in time, he pilot  had turned on the engines and waited for orders.

"Let's go." Nat ordered. The quinjet lifted from the ground at took off.

"Where's y/n?" Bucky asked frowning at Natasha, taking in her expressions, he looked down, her uniform and hands stained with blood, and my gun strapped on her back. She didn't answer, she looked at the metal floor and shook her head. 

"Where is she?" Bucky repeated louder, demanding an answer. 

"There was nothing I could do." she said, her voice breaking, "I'm so sorry."
He stared at her motionless, trying desperately to process her words.

"She wanted you to have this." She said handing him the knife and the gun. 

"No. We have to go back." he said. 

"We can't go back. They'll shoot us down before we can get close." the pilot said.

"I SAID TURN AROUND DAMNIT!" he shouted. 

"Buck.." Steve started to say, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"She's gone." Nat finished.

Published July 24, 2015

Republished April 13, 2016