Hello again! I'm back, I know it's been a while. This has been floating around my head since I saw Captain America on the 28th March. I promise I am writing to update my other stories but its a little hard when you have a plot for a different story that wants to be written. Anyway, the usual drill: I don't own anything you recognise apart from my oc and some of the plot, everything else has been stolen.
The sensation of falling is a lot different when you know that there is nothing to save you, no parachute and no safety net, just you and the miles of open air between you and your destination. In my case the destination is the river below the helicarrier I fell from. I can still see Bucky and Steve fighting as I fall. I remember when I first met Bucky, back when he didn't know that name and HYDRA was still in the shadows.
I had just finished my mission and the head of a politician was sprayed over his dinner guests. Walking down the stairs I hear by phone beep, the text reads "back to base, new orders." I roll my eyes, I was promised a break before the next assignment. Getting into the black Porsche I was 'gifted' by the boss I make my way to HQ.
Stepping out of the lift into the secluded hallway that leads to Mr Pierce's office I'm greeted by loud shouting and lots of banging. Frowning I walk towards the noise, "Lorie!" I stand to attention and turn my gaze to Mr Pierce "Sir" I acknowledge with a slight head nod. There is a short time where Mr Pierce just looks at me, I take the bait. "What's with all the noise Sir?" He smirks and gestures for me to follow him. He takes me further down the hall and closer to the noise, we stop before a door. I look at Mr Pierce in slight confusion, "Open the door Lorie" he demands. Not wanting to anger him I do as he says…
Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw, a man strapped to a table, writhing in pain with various doctors hovering over what looks like a metal arm. I realise they are trying to fix it, by hitting it and welding various pieces together, no wonder the guy was screaming in agony. Storming forward I push the doctors away from this mystery man. "Get out of my way!" I exclaim as I push a doctor into the wall "What the hell are you doing?" I demand, I turn to see what they were trying to fix. His metal arm had a few plates out of place; which they were trying to hammer back into place, a few plates missing altogether and his wrist had seized 90° to the right. I wince reaching down to caress my thigh, I know how that feels. "Who taught you people how to fix cybernetic limbs?" Before anyone gets the chance to answer I continue "An ape, that's who must have taught you." I continue to grumble as I assess the 'doctors' work. 'Stupid doctors' 'Bashing delicate cybernetics' 'and while the dude is still awake' 'assholes that hurts'.
I stand up straight and look the man in the eyes "I'm going to fix this for you" I reassure him. Turning towards the doctors still frozen in shock at my outburst I list of the supplies I need "I need vibranium plates, a plasma welder, two shots of morphine and a sedative" Everything is still for a moment "You heard what she said move!" Mr Pierce exclaims. "Who is he?" I ask, still looking at the man who seems a little put out by my presence. Mr Pierce takes my shoulder and leads me away. "That man is James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes. He was found over seventy years ago and we decided to enlist his help" I frown over my shoulder at this 'Bucky', Mr Pierce continues speaking "He's the winter soldier, and he is going to help us step into the light."
The doctors eventually return with the supplies I need to fix the Winter Soldier. I'm still studying him as the supplies are placed on a rolling table, and dragged to sit next to my position at the soldiers left. He seems to be the strong silent type, but he also has a look of childlike fear in his ice blue eyes.* I feel the need to assure him "my names Lorie, I'm going to fix your arm, and don't panic I have to fix my own leg sometimes so I know what I'm doing" He eyes me with a little curiosity "you have a metal leg?" his voice is husky from obvious disuse, but smooth. I smile gently, stand placing my leg on the chair and lifting my trousers to expose shiny metal. "Also made from vibranium" I say. Winter visibly relaxes and smiles slightly, smiling gently back I grab the sedative "Now I'm going to sedate you…" before I have a chance to finish my sentence Winter started freaking out on me. He's jerking trying to get away from me, the bed, and all the things that are strapping him down. "Hey, hey, it's ok" I softly try to get him to co-operate "it will only put you out for two - three hours tops. I promise." It's silent for a few moments while Winter seems to assess me. Then he slowly nods and allows me close enough to pierce the needle into his skin.
After Winter had succumbed to the sedative I turned to Pierce who, surprisingly, was still standing by the door. "What was that about?" Pierce gives me a hard look "He's been in and out of cryo-sleep for the past seventy years and every time they put him under they wiped his memories." The memories of my own cryo-sleep come to mind. I turn back to the Winter Soldier and vow that I will protect this strange human being with my life.
Thanks for reading! I know its only short but first chapters usually are [especially with me] Rate and Review please if you deem me worthy! :)
* I have decided to use Sebastian Stan eye colour. [they make for some great metaphors]