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Bucky~Angel of Mercy.pt.2

(Y/n)'s POV

  When we got off the train, Bucky and I walked into the camp. Where the 107th was grouping up. Bucky had to put his hat back on, I made sure that I had everything straightened out on me. "Soldiers what is this a hangout, get in formation!" Bucky yelled at the soldiers.

  It scared me a bit, "My favorite part is yelling at them, in good reason though." He said, noticing my shocked expression. All of the soldiers scattered into straight lines. "Hey Bucky." A private spoke, he smiled, "Hey Dugan. I met her yesterday, This is Nurse (Y/n), she'll be with us on the side lines." I smiled shaking Dugan's hand.

  "Nice to meet you ma'am, glad to have you with the infultry." He said, "This is Jones, he is our communications specialist." I smiled taking his hand. "Nice to meet you both." I said, taking my hand back. "Quick question, how much experience do you have in war injuries?" Jones asked.

  "Well just yesterday, at the hospital that I was working at, we had an infultry come in. I took care of about 20 men yesterday." I said with a shrug, "How long have you been a nurse period?" Someone asked from formation. "About five years." I spoke shyly, "So your no expert." He spoke harshly.

  "Excuse me, soldier. That is no way to speak to her." Bucky spoke up. "But sir, how do I know that she is capable with my life as well as everyone else's." He spoke getting angry. "The res cross, only sends the highest cure streaks in the hospitals, I was working in the trauma hospital for my five years." I said, back quietly.

  "Pardon me your majesty, but that thing on your head is no helmet, so why don't you go back to your castle, because this is no place for a girl." His face becoming scrunched, "Soldier, that is no way to talk to a woman. If you want to do her job, I hope no one gets shot, because I don't trust you with my dying self." Dugan said stepping up with Bucky.

  "I could probably do way better than her." He spat, I sighed, looking to the ground. Looking back up, I see Bucky throwing a punch, right in the private's face. He went down, "Get your ass up and out of that dirt, and wait for someone to take you out of formation." Bucky said, the man stood up standing straight.

  "Yes sir." He spoke, "Now, apologize to Nurse (Y/n), your lucky the red cross decided to put her with us, because if you get shot, she's the one who is going to end up saving your life." Dugan spoke, pointing to me.

  "I'm expecting to get a supplies truck, to bring me more stock." I said, to Bucky. He nodded "Understood Nurse." He said nodding, not breaking eye contact with the man. I nodded, stepping away, looking behind me I saw the truck backing up.

  The truck stopped, a man came out, holding a clipboard with a red cross on the back. "Nurse (Y/n/l), Brooklyn trauma center?" He asked, "Yes sir." I said, the infultry all watched. "The red cross sent you supplies, the next drop off point will be your infultry's destination. The red cross also wanted you to have a field dog, to help you search for missing people if needed." He whispered the last part in my ear, I had my arms crossed.

  "Thank you, sir" he nodded with a smile. "You get to pick your field dog." I smiled with a slight nod. "Just sign here, and you take your medical supplies backpack, and whichever field personnel you like." I nodded, taking a pen out of my pocket. Signing the clipboard he gave to me.

  He opened the tent flap on the truck, allowing me to get in. I found the backpacks, a few dogs layed around the different bags. I found a dog that caught my eye.