Got back sooner than I thought! :D Like I said before, sorry for the wait, I was away ^^''

A friend pointed out that I actually own the guy who drives the Commandos around (Anderson) so yeah, nothing else but the grammar mistakes. Enjoy


Ch.14 Request

"Everyone! They're back!" shouts and yells erupted in the camp as the soldiers returned from the snowy mountains, victory shown on their faces.

There were more people than usual that came running, but the soldiers greeted them all the same. The Commandos were, as you'd expect, together, standing aside to allow the other men to get some glory for a change.

"Morita, give Bucky a checkup will you?" Steve asked, looking from an annoyed Barnes to a slightly surprised Jim.

"Roger that Rogers," the medic smirked, before helping the sniper get to their barrack.

"I'm fine… really," Buck tried to back out of it, but it didn't really work.

"Good job, as per usual," Colonel Phillips nodded as he walked over to the Howlers.

"Thank you sir," the soldiers saluted and smiled.

"But pull a stunt like that again, and I'll have you court marshaled," Phillips added, narrowing his eyes.

"Sir?" Rogers was taken back, at the moment not knowing what he meant.

"I don't need you defending me in front of the superiors. But thank you either way," the man saluted them, before turning on his heels and walking back.

"Well, that went better than I imagined it," Jones chuckled.

"I'm still getting over the fact he said 'thank you'" Dugan blinked.

"Cela signifie qu'il est dans la bonne humeur," Dernier nodded, grinning.

"See? I knew it'd all work out," Rogers smiled, patting them on the back.

"Like hell you did! You were just as freaked out as the rest of us," Dugan shook his head.

"Let's just go shall we? The cold made me very exhausted," Monty yawned.


"How do you get shot, in the leg, in the middle of a snow covered forest?" Morita shook his head as he checked the wound. He was a bit puzzled, by the fact the wound was closing so fast, but he didn't mention anything to Barnes.

"I'm that good," Bucky smiled, but hissed in the next moment as the bullet was taken out.

"Yeah, well you'd be good dead if it wasn't for me… It got infected, so you shouldn't stand on it too much…" cleaning and bandaging it, James looked James in the eye. "And stop doing stupid shit."

"Roger that mom," the sniper chuckled, as their teammates returned.

"How is it Jim?" Cap asked as the rest of them returned to the barrack.

"I say keep him off for a day or two. Until the wound heals," standing up, Morita ignored the shocked look Bucky was giving.

"Hey, c'mon man! I need a few hours," Barnes protested, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

"What are you talking about? Those wounds need days. I still can't believe yours was partly healed when you got back."

"…Right…" there was surrender in the snipers voice as he swallowed and nodded. He forgot he shouldn't talk about what's been going on.

Monty and Steve quickly shared a look of concern before Dugan spoke: "C'mon Jimmy, it ain't so bad. Besides, we can survive a day without ya," he patted him on the back.

"Yeah right, like you did here? You're dead without me," James smirked back.

"We'll find out won't we?" Dum Dum ruffled his hair.

"Besides, Cap 'ere looks like he's gonna jump out his skin if he doesn't get to talk to ya," smirking he walked over to the exit and added: "C'mon lads, let 'em have a moment. We can get a few drinks in the meantime."

"What the – that's not – you don't have to-" Steve struggled, seeing the snickering forms.

"Don't worry Cap, we'll keep the higher ups off your ass," winking, the 5 Howlers left the barrack, with a: "Language Dugan!" coming from Rogers.


"What an idiot…" Barnes shook his head, chucking. In all honesty, he was shaking, fearing he'd have to tell his friend what's been happening.

"But he's a good man," Rogers nodded, walking over and sitting next to James.

"Never said he wasn't."

"…Listen, Buck…" Steve wasn't sure how to start or what to really say.

"I know that… that whatever happened back in the POW camp… in the lab I found you… that it's hard, forgetting and not thinking about it," he started, speaking slowly and gently.

"You have no idea…" Bucky swallowed hard, but didn't let his fear show. He wanted to tell everything, to make it stop, but he knew he couldn't. His heart beat quickened and his body felt numb. Steve's words started fading into the background as the noises from the time strapped to the table all came rushing back.

"But… if you ever want to talk about it… even the simple things, you know you can right? If not to everyone, then me or Falsworth," he was trying to look him in the eye, but Barnes had his gaze glued to the ground, as if he was blanking out.

"Bucky?" speaking a bit louder, he leaned forward to get a better view. The sniper's eyes were unfocused, starring at nothing. He was miles away from here.

"Bucky?" he tried again, panic rising as he put a hand on his friends shoulder.


"Private Dugan, Private Jones, Corporal Dernier, Corporal Morita, Lieutenant Falsworth," they heard their names before they even got to the bar.

"Yes?" they turned, seeing one of the new superiors.

"Where are Captain Rogers and Sargent Barnes?" the General Luther was he? asked, looking around.

"They're at the barracks. Need a few minutes to… talk," Dum Dum quickly and evenly explained. This guy didn't have to know anything.

"Mind telling them they've been requested in the meeting room?" the General looked agitated.

"Will do sir," they nodded before the superior added: "And you as well."

"Ah… Of course sir."

"Good. I'll be seeing you in 10," and with that, he turned and left for the meeting room.


"Why did he come himself?" was the first question asked by Jim.

"It must be very important," Monty concluded; the tiniest bit of fear in his voice.

"We should get those two… I got a bad feeling," Gabe felt sick.

"Two should go get 'em, the rest odda go with the General," Dugan licked his lips.

"Oui, I agree," Dernier kept looking at where they were supposed to go.

"Myself and James will go then. The rest… stay alive?" Monty had no idea what would happen.

"Right… meet ya there," they waved goodbye before leaving.


"Tell him! Tell him damn it! Y-Yeah, sorry I'm just - *sigh* don't really know what to say. I hardly remember anything that happened there," Bucky's always been a good liar; no matter how much he hated doing it to his best friend. But he just couldn't let Steve worry about him.

"Oh, I see…" Rogers didn't really know what to say or do. He assumed Barnes was lying, but wasn't really sure. But more than that, he wanted his friend to talk to him – like they used so he could tell the sniper about that night - when the HYDRA agents came after Buck, not him.

"Look, you don't have to worry about me," Bucky smiled, putting a hand on Cap's shoulder.

"Winning the war is more important than me got it? Besides, I can take care of myself. Worry about me after the war, because I'll have one hell of a trauma," he looked the Super Soldier in the eyes.

"Okay… But if anything comes up, you know you can tell me right?" Captain America wanted assurance, and he knew he'd get it. The question was – will it be true?

"You bet."

"Captain, Sargent," Monty's voice came as his body entered the barrack, Morita right behind.

"What is it?" the two were immediately on their feet, seeing the strained faces of their team. Barnes didn't even feel the pain from his leg, and no one else seemed to notice he shouldn't be standing. There was too much going on.

"General Luther requested us all personally at the meeting room… We came to get you while the others are already there," Falsworth explained as the four already made their way there.

"What does that mean?" Barnes asked, not sure how to feel. He just knew if it was something big, he might go crazy, since this was not his day.

"Relax will ya? It might just be a promotion," the medic tried, but was shut down quickly.

"The General isn't our biggest fan so I doubt he'd do something like that…" Steve bit his lip as they arrived at the entrance, only to find the rest of their team there – waiting.

"Why didn't you go in yet?" Monty asked, looking from one man to the other.

"They wouldn't let us in until everyone got here," Jones explained, not even bothering to hide his anxiety and fear.

"Everyone just calm down," Rogers calmly started, stepping forward and knocking.

The door opened halfway and a man spoke: "You are all here?"

"Yes," was the simple answer before the door was fully opened: "Then come in. They've been waiting for you," somehow, that only made the Howlers all the more nervous.


As they came in, they saw the table, and the many officers sitting behind it. It was full of people they've recently seen, they've known for a while and ones they've never met before. Never have the Howlers seen this many superiors in one room.

Calmly they each came in and stopped in front of the table, as their superiors checked them over. They weren't sure if their nervousness was shown, but they did their best to hide it.

A silence hung in the room that made the Howlers think they're going to lose it and the only solace were Colonel Phillips and Peggy.

"Welcome soldiers," General Samson greeted, breaking the silence. He was smiling at them, so that put the Commandos at ease, even if just a bit.

"Do you know why you were called here?" the same man asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No sir," Steve, as the leader, answered voice steady and even.

"We're here, to discuss you," Brigadier Amadeus did his best to hide his smirk.

"Me, sir?" Rogers didn't show any change.

"All of you son. Your whole team," General Luther narrowed his eyes a bit.

"And what is the nature?" the Super Soldier locked his jaw and could feel the others growing anxious.

"We're debating, whether we should keep you active," Colonel Twain seemed to disagree.

The Commandos were speechless as they stood in that room. It felt like any second, it would crush them. Their breathing became hard and their hearts speed up. It was like a nightmare. After everything that's happened, they wanted to shut them down?


Translations:

Cela signifie qu'il est dans la bonne humeur - This means he's in a good mood.

Well, that's it for this chapter. Hope you liked it and do review if you did! I'm making cookies next time for everyone that's been reading so far ^^