Warning: Brief mention of torture
"No! Please, please stop! Stop it… Don't do this… Please! No, oh GOD! Not again! Please… please not again! No, no, no…NO!"
Bucky jerks awake, sitting straight up in bed, panting with his heart pounding and sweat dripping down his face. He grips his spinning head, the sounds of the woman's scream echoing in his ears and not helping the pounding he's feeling. Fuck, so this was what it felt like to have a hangover again, fucking sucks.
He stumbles out of bed with a groan, disoriented from the lack of sleep. Bucky has lost count of how many nights he has been forced awake be a woman screaming; crying for help and begging for someone to stop. What they are doing to her, he doesn't know, but he wants to help her. He wants to find her and take her away from whatever is hurting her.
The only problem is, Bucky has no idea who she is. He doesn't even know if she is a real person or not. For all Bucky knows, she could be one of his victims from his time as the Soldier and he is just now remembering them.
Before he can make it to the bathroom, his bedroom door is flung open and his stumbles backward, falling back to the bed. Natasha stands in the door way, hands on her hips smirking at him.
"Oh good, you're up. I thought I was going to have to force you out of the bed. Now, go take a shower and change, then get to the lab, we are having an emergency assemble."
Bucky groans, standing back up, "I'm not an Avenger, I don't come to the meeting remember?"
He tries to get to the bath room, but Natasha grabs his arm, digging her nails into the flesh of his arm, "Damn it Bucky! Payton is in major trouble and she needs your help!"
Bucky feels his heart stop at the mention on Payton's name. She's the whole reason he has been trying to drink himself into a stupor. He is instantly overcome with a sense of fear for her, even if he is supposed to be mad at her, he still loves her. That hasn't changed, no matter how much he tries to drink away his feelings. But he isn't so sure he is ready to see her just yet and deal with all the mix emotions and thoughts he has been dealing with in the moments of clarity.
"I'm sorry; I don't think I'm the right guy for the job. Go ask Steve."
He shakes her off and tries to walk away again.
Natasha lets out a long sigh, closing her eyes before shouting, "HYDRA has Payton!"
Bucky stops dead in his tracks, slowly turning to stare at her with a deadly glare at the mention of the organization that held him captive for decades,
"What?"
"Enough. I think we have done enough for today, I think Ms. Gardner has earned a little of bit of a break for now."
Payton lies panting on the table, shaking trying to recover from their "play time." It hurts to even open her eyes.
HYDRA likes to play, putting her through as much as possible without actually hurting the baby. She is not exactly sure what they might be trying to get out of this, except for getting there jollies off hearing her scream. But she thinks that they might be trying to test what the effects will be on the baby. She has been poked and prodded, electrocuted so many times she has lost track; they only push her to her limit, never past it. That is probably because of the baby. They make sure to take extra care with the baby, keeping track of growth and health, everything a normal doctor would do during the early stages of a pregnancy. They really seem to enjoy seeing how the fetus reacts to Mommy's torture.
The monitor the baby, who at a month a long seems to be growing faster than a normal child and make sure that she is getting everything that she needs to ensure a healthy pregnancy. You know, besides the whole torture thing. She might not know what they want exactly, but she knows whatever it is involves her child.
The guards unstrap Payton from the table an carefully drag her back to her "cell" which is actually a pretty decent room, with a bed, television, movies, music, a jointed bathroom, just no way of communicating with the outside world. Oh, and a camera in every corner of the room, including the bathroom. They were not taking any chances of her possibly escaping. But her captor, a man who calls himself "Stone" wanted to make sure she was at least comfortable because as he said "I know how uncomfortable pregnancy can be on a woman."
Payton has to roll her eyes at that, there is o way that sick bastard knows anything about being pregnant.
Say curls up in a ball on her bed, trying to find the strength to go take a hot bath, but all she can do it close her eyes and let the tears roll.
"I'm so sorry baby. I wish I could protect you better. I wish I could get us out of here and back home, but I don't know how. But I promise you, someone will come for us, someone will save us from the monsters. He thinks he's a monster himself, but he's not. He is kind, caring, funny, sweet, loving. He's you Daddy and he will be here for you. I just know it…"
Payton mumbles, trying to keep the cameras from picking up her words.
The tears slow and Payton falls into a restless sleep. Her mind replaying every moment of HYDRA's torture, the pain and agony feels so real even in her sleep. She cried out for relief, for someone to put an end to this pain,
"No! Please, please stop! Stop it… Don't do this… Please! No, oh GOD! Not again! Please… please not again! No, no, no…NO!"