WinterWidow <1950>

5. Orders

1950. 1. 20, 2:00 am.

Natasha slowly opened her eyes. She sensed that the time was still early.
The knots were untied for the night. But it was back on her wrist again.
Bucky was not with her.
She had nothing to do but to wait...

Mean while, Bucky was back at the lab. The "order giver" of him
(Whom called himself Dr. Arnim Z.)
had called him.

He was a short, plump man with round glasses just like his body.

"So, did you complete the mission I gave you?"

"Yes." Bucky said looking down.

"To kill the Russian spy, Natasha Romanoff?"

"Y-yes."

Dr. Arnim glared at Bucky. Bucky was sweating, but he still had the firm look on his face.

"Very well." Dr. Arnim said.

"...Can I leave?"

"No. I have a question for you. If you had killed the spy, who is this?"
Dr. Arnim handed Bucky the picture of last night in his shelter.

"Where-" Bucky's words were stopped by Dr. Arnim's.

"Did you actually think I would let you be alone? You are a weapon, James- I mean...Bucky Barnes."

"....I-I was stupid. I will kill her today." Bucky let his head down.

"Good. Go back to your place. Handle her well."

Bucky nodded and went back.

Bucky was back at the shelter.
Natasha was sleeping, tired of all the waiting. Bucky went to the kitchen and poured some milk in to a cup.
He shook Natasha up and unknotted one of her hands so that she could drink the milk.

"Where have you been?" Natasha asked, still drowsy.

"Duty calls."

In a silence, Natasha drank the milk and Bucky sat on a chair and looked at his gun, laid on the counter.

"Hey Nat?"

"Hm?"

"Hand me that blanket, I need to do something."

Bucky got hold of the blanket and covered the camera that he already realized was on the corner of the wall.
Then he looked around to see if there were more. Seeing that it was all clear, he held up his gun and looked in to Natasha's eyes.