Soulmates, a word unfamiliar to you. You have received a new mission. Retrieve the Winter Soldier, aka James Buchanan Barnes, aka Bucky Barnes. He has escaped Hydra control. He managed to ditch you somewhere in Nevada. You think he may be somewhere on the east coast, but you aren't sure. You can't report it though, if you do, you will get punished. So, you head to the east coast. Looking for him, hoping that you'll find him.
"Stevie?" the man on the couch asks. The man gets up and turns around, facing Steve and the Avengers, head on. He has long, almost shoulder length, thick, brown hair, greyish blue eyes, some stubble covering his jaw, cheeks, and neck. He is wearing a blue baseball cap, a jacket with a red t-shirt underneath, jeans, and tennis shoes. He has a book bag slung over his shoulder. He freezes when he sees the other people in the room. He reaches into his jacket, probably to pull a gun out.
Steve recognizes the man immediately, it was Bucky, and he had come to them, "Woah, Buck, it's me, Steve, don't shoot, these guys won't hurt you."
The man, deemed Bucky, lowered his hand, but stood there, standing stiff, staring at all of the Avengers, looking over each of them in turn, his eyes finally resting on Steve, "Are you, Steve Rogers?"
Steve inches towards Bucky, with his hands in the air, "Yeah, I'm Steve Rogers. Do you know who you are?"
Bucky is following Steve's movements with his eyes, he thinks for a few seconds before answering "I'm James Buchanan Barnes, I think."
"Yeah, that's right," Steve made it to the edge of the couch, he sits on it, "Do you know how we know each other?"
"The museum exhibit said," Tony shifts his weight and Bucky's eyes flash over to him, reaching for his gun, but then he relaxes, "The exhibit said we were best friends, I met you in school. We were in the war together. I fell off a train and died, but I didn't. And you flew a plane into the ocean and stayed frozen in the Arctic for 70 years."
Steve's face falls, he realizes that Bucky didn't remember they were more than friends, but they just posed as best friends for the public, "Anything that the musem didn't say that you remember?"
"We used to live in Brooklyn. You liked to get into fights. I actually didn't die. I killed, hundreds of people," Bucky starts to breath deeply, clenching his jaw and fists. Steve could hear his metal arm clicking and recalibrating.
"Bucky, it's okay it wasn't your fault," Steve stands up and starts to walk towards Bucky.
Bucky turns to face him, his eyes filled with some unreadable emotion, it could be anger, or sadness, or regret, or something completely different, "I did it, didn't I!"
"Buck," Steve steps closer to Bucky. Bucky grabs his arm, and twists it. The Avengers move forward, but Steve waves them off, "Bucky, I won't hurt you, I don't want to,"Bucky holds Steve's arm for a few more seconds before releasing it and collapsing back on the couch. Nobody says anything for a long time. The silence begins to get unbearable before Steve decides to ask Bucky another question, "Do you have a sentence on you, like it looks like skin, but it says something?"
"Yes," Bucky replies, "Should I?"
"Yes, you should, what does it say?" Steve asks.
Bucky lifts up his shirt, right below his nipples, revealing a well chiseled chest with a small amount of hair, "I can't read it, without a mirror."
"Can I?" Steve asks, sitting on the couch right next to Bucky, who tenses up before, nodding, Steve leans in, reading the writing, something that he had said, decades before, "You didn't have to do that," Steve looks up, then sits back up, "That's what it says."
"What does it mean?" Bucky asks.
"Somebody said that to you, and whoever said that, they're meant to be with you, like soulmates," Steve explains.
"I, I remember that, some of it," Bucky says, "What does yours say?"
"You aren't supposed to ask people that, but, um, mine says, 'Of course I did, you needed help," Steve recites.
"Oh," Bucky says.
The room is silent again, before Tony speaks, which cause Bucky to whip around, watching him, "Well, as much as I love watching you two talk this out, I would love to meet the man we spent all this time looking for."
"Is that okay?" Steve looks at Bucky, his eyes filled with concern.
"Yeah," Bucky says, his voice sounding different.
"Okay, well, um, that was Tony Stark, Howard's son, you know who he was, right?" Steve asks, still looking at Bucky.
"Sort of, he, he was the guy who turned you into that?" Bucky questions, looking at Steve.
"Yeah, he was one of them," Steve says, smiling slightly,"Okay, that's Doctor Bruce Banner, he's our in house scientist and medical doctor, sort of, except when he gets angry, you wouldn't like him when he's angry," Bucky eyes Bruce, probably assessing if he was an immediate threat, "That's Natasha Romanoff, or Barton, I have no idea what she's calling herself now. She is an assassin, she was trained in the Red Room, and uh..." Steve notices Bucky seemingly spaced out or something, "Buck, are you okay?" Steve, stupidly reaches a hand out.
"Steve, don't!" Nat calls.
Bucky grabs his hand with his metal one, almost crushing it,"Не принимайте меня туда, я не могу помочь им больше, ничего, Кроме того, пожалуйста."
"Nat," Steve grunts, "What'd he say?"
"Basically, don't take me back there," Natasha replies.
Steve turns his attention back to Bucky, "Hey, Buck, it's me, Steve Rogers, I'm not going to take you anywhere, Bucky, please."
Bucky's hat had fallen off and Steve could now see is soulmates face clearly, his eyes were filled with anger, and fear, but slowly, it left his system, his grip became less crushing, until Bucky let go completely, "Вы не будете?" Bucky sounds broken, his voice hoarse and it cracked a little at the beginning of the sentence.
"He says, you won't," Natasha translates.
"No, I won't, why would I? I have no need to, I want to help you, not hurt you," Steve answers.
"Ладно, I, uh, верить you," Bucky says, struggling to find the English words he was looking for.
"Do we need to stop? Like, do you wanna sleep or eat or shower or something like that?" Steve asks.
"No," Bucky replies, "Keep going, I can handle it."
"Okay, well Natasha is a trained assassin. That's Clint Barton, standing next to her. Nat and Clint are soulmates and they got married about a year ago. Clint is a field agent or used to be a field agent for S.H.I.E.L.D. The blonde one, that's Thor of Asgard. He's from a different world, I guess is the right term. He's a Norse god, apparently, of thunder. And that's is Loki, he's the one with the black hair, he's Thor's adopted brother, he's from Asgard too, well, sort of, he's the trickster god. Last, is Sam Wilson, he's a good friend, he was in the war, like the current one," Steve explains, "And that's the Avengers, my family, basically."
Bucky looks over all of them again before speaking, "I've hurt some of you before, I, I didn't mean to, it's just..."
"Hey, man, you don't have to apologize, it's basically our job to get hurt so other people don't, it's what we do," Clint says.
There is more silence for a few minutes until Bucky stands up, "I should go."
Steve stands up immediately, he reaches his hand out, but then thinks better of it and lowers it, "Buck, you can't leave you just got here, we've been looking for you since the day the whole mess ended, and then you show up where we live, you can't leave Bucky. We have food, and beds and clothes and everything you'd ever need. You won't bother any of us. In fact, I think some of them are relieved you showed up."
"I, I can't stay, I'll bring people here, they could hurt all of you and the people out there, and I just, I'm a danger to everyone here, I can turn into him randomly, or something else, I just can't Steve, I'm sorry," Bucky brushes past Steve.
Steve reaches out and grabs his arm, and forces him to turn around, "We can keep you safe from all of those things, Bucky, please. We can help you, we have medical equipment, we can get you the best doctors and psychologists and whatever else you need. Buck, I need you, it's not the same without you."
"You seem to be doing fine without me," Bucky says.
"I'm not, Bucky please, you gotta believe me, at least stay for a week, then you can decide from there, please," Steve begs. Bucky looks Steve in the eyes, noticing that he looks on the point of breaking down, and for some reason, even though Bucky doesn't remember him that well, and for all he knows, they could be lying to him, he feels something in the back of his head pulling at him to stay.
"I, I'll stay, for a week, at least," Bucky says.
Steve turns from worried and close to breaking to surprised, "Oh, okay, um, do you want some food? Or do you want to shower?"
"Just give me a room, I'll stay there, I won't bother anyone," Bucky says.
"No, Bucky, no, I'm going to make you some dinner, okay? Follow me," Steve walks past Bucky towards the kitchen. Bucky looks around before following him. The Avengers move away from the elevator and spread out around the living room, turning on the TV and talking. Steve was already pulling food out of the cupboards when Bucky walked in. He stopped at the entrance to the kitchen and looked around, Steve didn't notice, but Bucky was looking for all possible exits and entrances, and weapons available in the room, as he did whenever he walked into a room, "When was the last time you ate?" Steve asks, finally noticing that Bucky was in the room.
"I don't know," Bucky replies, moving to sit on a chair that was sitting at the island.
"Are you hungry?" Steve asks, stopping and turning to face Bucky.
"I don't know," Bucky repeats, taking off his bookbag and placing it on the floor, next to his chair. Gun fire comes from the TV in the next room, Bucky reaches into his jacket once again.
"Woah, that's just the TV, nothing to worry about," Steve says.
Bucky relaxes, and lowers his hand, placing both his real and metal hand on the island, Steve turns back to his work, he was cutting up chicken, and getting ready to season it. Steve prepares the rest of Bucky's meal in silence, he couldn't think of anything to say, and Bucky only talked when spoken to or he had something extremely important to say. When Steve finally finished preparing the meal and set it down in front of Bucky, Bucky jumped at the sound of the plate clattering and then realizes what it is. Bucky looks at his meal, it was chicken, mashed potatoes, and a salad, with dressing, and water. Bucky stares at it for a few seconds before picking up his fork and knife and cutting into the chicken. He picks up the chicken with his fork, inspects it, then cautiously puts it in his mouth. He chews thoughtfully, before cutting another piece and putting this one is his mouth with no hesitation. He has the chicken gone in under 3 minutes and moves on the the mashed potatoes, which are gone in about 2 minutes. He moves onto his salad, which disappeared, dressing and all in 3 and a half minutes. And last Bucky gulped the water down in under a minute. "Do you want more?" Steve asks, smiling slightly, Bucky had always eaten a lot and would have seconds, if there were any.
"Can I?" he asks, looking up at Steve.
"If you want," Steve says, shrugging his shoulders, "Or you could have something else."
"Um, sure, I guess," Bucky says, "That tasted familiar."
Steve was looking through the cupboard when he found a box of mac and cheese, "I used to make it all the time, it was your favorite," Steve smiles, thinking of the times when Bucky came over to his house and he made them dinner, at the end of the meal, Bucky usually told Steve how good it was and then gave him a kiss, which eventually turned into things a little more heated than just lips touching lips.
"Chicken, mashed potatoes and salad, I kind of remember that," Bucky says.
"That's good, anything else you remember?" Steve asks, opening the box.
"No," Bucky replies.
"Well, it's a start," Steve says, glancing at Bucky, "If you loved that, you're going to love this, it's called mac and cheese.
P.O.V. Switch
You had been searching surveillance cameras for the past week. Scrolling through all the ones available in the east coast. You finally spotted Asset in New York City walking into a buliding. It was pure luck that you found him, there were tens of thousands of surveillance cameras that you had access to in the east coast. You clicked on the small video you were receiving from that camera, it was from a few hours ago. You had put in a description of Barnes so that anytime someone who even remotely looked like him popped up on the screen, it would save the video for you to look at later. You shut your laptop and looked around at your surroundings. You were camped out at a small coffee shop in Alexandria, Virginia. You stood up and collected your laptop, papers, files, and pens and put them in the bag that you were carrying around with you. You walked out the door and looked around the parking lot. There were no people anywhere in sight. You looked at all of the cars in the parking lot and picked one to take, it was a black Volkswagen passat. You casually walked over to the vehicle and slip a knife out of your jacket sleeve. You slip the knife into the car door and jiggle it until you heard a click. You open the door and slip in, shutting it behind you. You reach under the steering wheel and rip off the covering under the steering wheel. You grab the wires and fiddle with them until the wire covering is gone. You strike the wires against each other until the car starts. You place the wires down and put the car in reverse. You back it out and drive away. Heading towards the place where you had seen Barnes go in, 200 Park Avenue, New York City, New York.
P.O.V. Switch and Time Skip: 1 Hour
Steve had given Bucky a few more things to eat, including, a piece of pie, yogurt, a hamburger, and some fries. Steve decided he hadn't eaten in at least 5 days, maybe more, maybe less. Bucky was finally full after finishing off his 8th glass of water. Steve had finished cleaning dishes, just as Bucky finished.
"So," Steve says, clearing his throat, "Now what?" Bucky doesn't reply, he is staring at his empty water glass, studying it like it's a piece of art hanging in a gallery, "How about I show you your room, then I can give you a tour of the place." Bucky mumbles something inaudible, but he stands up. Steve takes that as a sign of agreement and he leaves the room, Bucky close behind, only pausing to sling his worn, blue bookbag over his shoulders. Steve stops right before he reaches the elevator to tell the Avengers what he and Bucky were going to do, "Hey, I'm going to take Buck to his room, then I'm gonna give him a tour of the tower."
"Hey, my workshop is off limits," Tony calls.
"Roger that," Steve replies.
The elevator doors open and Steve and Bucky enter, J.A.R.V.I.S. greets them, "Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes, what floor?"
Bucky looks up at the ceiling in alarm, "What the hell is that?"
"Oh, that's J.A.R.V.I.S., he's like our electronic butler, Tony made him," Steve explains, "My floor please." Bucky nods, but stares at the ceiling, like he's willing it to do something. The elevator doors slide open to reveal Steve's floor, which he already shares with Sam, and hopefully will share with Bucky, "So, uh, this is my floor in the tower, I share it with Sam, and there's another room for you, well, for someone to use. It has it's own kitchen, living room, dining room, and art studio." Bucky is looking around, assessing the room, looking for exits, entrances, and anything that could be used as a weapon. Steve continues, "The kitchen always has something in it, and the TV has Netflix and regular TV, I'll show you how to use that later, if you'd like. I'm usually the only one to use the art studio, but you can if you want." Steve points down one of the hallways, the one leading off to the left, "That hallway has my bedroom and the studio," Steve starts walking to the other hallway, followed by Bucky, "This one has Sam's room and your room," Steve passes the first door and continues down the hallway, stopping at the second door, which was on the left side of the hallway, "This is going to be your room," Steve opens the door to reveal a very plain bedroom, it had cream coloured walls and oak furniture. There was a bed, a nightstand, a desk with a chair, a cushioned chair, looking out the window, a dresser with a small mirror above it, and a bookcase. There was a door leading off to another area, "Through the door is the bathroom," Steve walks over and opens the door to reveal a very basic bathroom, a toilet, a shower with bathtub, and a sink, "It's simple, but functional," Steve turns to see Bucky walking into the room, looking around, "So, is this okay?"
Bucky stops looking around and looks at Steve, "Yeah, it's good, um, thanks, I guess."
"No problem," Steve replies, "Why don't you put your stuff down and I can show you around the rest of the tower. The bottom floor is a garage. The first 15 or 20 floors are research, tech, labs and that kind of stuff. The next floor up is the armory, the one above it is the gym. After that is the meeting rooms, for mission retrieval and reports, that kind of thing. The floor above that is Tony's workshop and Bruce's lab. After that is the medical ward. Then there's the backyard. Then above that is the living quarters, which go, Tony's floor, Bruce's flor, Thor's floor, our floor, Clint and Natasha's floor, and then Loki and uh, well Loki's floor. The floor right above Loki's floor is the common floor, which was the one we were just on. And then there's the docking bay. And at the very top is the roof." While Steve was talking, Bucky had taken off his backpack and placed it on his bed, "Let's start with the garage, I guess, if that's okay with you."
"That's fine," Bucky replies.
"Okay, then, follow me," Steve leads Bucky out of the room and towards the elevator, when he is greeted by Peggy who had come out of Steve's bedroom. She comes over and greets her owner, but then looks at Bucky suspiciously, "Bucky, this is, uh, Peggy, she's my golden retriever, Peggy, this is Bucky." Bucky is staring at the dog, his face is blank, showing no emotion. Peggy walks over to Bucky and starts sniffing him, "Buck, hold your hand out, your real one. Let her sniff it," Bucky did as instructed and Peggy sniffed his hand before deciding that she liked him, "She likes you," Steve concludes, "Which is good, Peggy, come on," Steve calls Peggy over and then he heads to the elevator, Peggy trailing after him, and Bucky follow after, still very suspicious of the dog.
"Peggy," Bucky repeats, "You knew someone named Peggy, I did too, I think, right?"
"Yeah, she was an agent in the war, she was a good friend," Steve replies. The elevator opens and Steve says, "Garage," before J.A.R.V.I.S. could even ask.
Time Skip: 45 Minutes
They had finally made it to the backyard. When the elevator opened, Peggy ran out to join the other animals. Bucky looked overwhelmed. After all, there were two cats and 4 dogs. Steve walked in, "Come on Buck, nothing to be afraid of!" Steve walked over to the dogs and he pointed to them in turn, "So, this is Gunnar, he's Thor's dog, he's a Norwegian Elkhound. This is Max, he's Clint's dog, he's a bloodhound. And this is Storm, she's, uh, she's Loki's dog," Steve decided he didn't want to go into the whole (Y/N) issue yet, "And these are the cat's, that Aglaij, she's Natasha's Siamese cat. And that's Onyx, he's Loki's black cat." Bucky is still standing in the elevator, looking at the chaos before him, "Do you want to come in?"
"No," Bucky replies, he didn't really like the animals, and he was suspicious of them. Why did they like him? He was a killing machine. Why did Steve like him and trust him? Why was he even still here? He was dragged out of his thoughts by Steve;
"Okay," Steve replies with a shrug, "We can just keep going." Steve leaves the group of animals and walks back to the elevator, joining Bucky, "Docking bay." The elevator doors shut, and the elevator moves up, taking them to as said, the docking bay.
Time Skip: 2 Hours and 30 Minutes
Steve had shown Bucky the rest of the tower and then Bucky had wanted to take a shower, so that's what he did. Steve stayed in his living room, watching Netflix, specifically, Sherlock. That was a show you had told him about, right before you disappeared, actually, and he had never gotten around to watching it. Bucky finally came out of his room and walked over, sitting on the couch, as far away from Steve as he could possibly get. Steve looked over and saw Bucky was wearing the same clothes as before, "Do you not have any other clothes?" Steve asks.
"No," Bucky replies.
"Here, come with me, I can give you some of mine, for now," Steve pauses the show and stands up, then he walks down the hallway to his room. He opens the door to reveal a bedroom that is an exact copy of Bucky's room. Steve walks over to his dresser and opens a drawer., then another, and then one more. Once he finished, he turns to reveal he had gathered an undershirt, boxers, and lounge pants, "You can wear this to sleep in, we can go shopping tomorrow." He hands his clothes to Bucky. Bucky places them on Steve's bed and takes off his jacket and shirt, slipping on the under shirt Steve had given him. Steve quickly turns around right before Bucky pulls of his pants and underwear. Once he hears the rustling stop, he turns back around to see Bucky in his undershirt and lounge pants and Steve just stared at Bucky for a few seconds too long. Bucky was pushing his hair behind his ears, "Do you want a hair tie or something?" Bucky nods, "Okay, give me a minute, I know where I can get some." Steve returns a few minutes later with a hair tie, to find Bucky looking at a photograph in a picture frame sitting on Steve's dresser, he had a lot of pictures there, one of Peggy, one of Bucky, one of all three of them, a picture of him with all the other Avengers, and a picture with him and you.
"Who's she?" Bucky asks, holding up the picture with you and Steve in it. You had been at Central Park and you had insisted on taking a picture. It had turned out good, so Steve asked if you could print it somehow, which resulted in you sending him the picture through text and then showing him how to do it himself, but in the end, you had to do it.
Steve sighs, "That's (Y/N)."
Bucky puts the picture back before turning to Steve and taking the hair band, which happened to be yours, "And who is she?"
"She is, well was, a fellow Avenger," Steve explains.
"Where is she?" Bucky asks.
"We aren't sure at the moment," Steve replies.
"Why?" Bucky asks.
"Well, um, 6 months ago, she was called on a mission, and Hydra, took her. She apparently went through basically the same things as you and she's know as the..." Bucky interrupts Steve before he could finish.
"The Assassin, or Asset 2.0. Enhanced with powers to control the four elements, born with healing powers, received a metal arm after a mission protecting Loki's scepter," Bucky recites.
"You, you know her?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, worked a few missions with her, she's good, though she broke down a lot, they have to fix every two weeks, the healing factor kinda messes up their whole thing. Or at least, that's what I was told" Bucky explains.
"You know where she is?" Steve asks.
"She might be in Nevada, but more likely, she's in New York," Bucky says, putting his hair up.
"How?" Steve asks, getting excited.
"They put her on a mission to track me, take me back, take me back to," the lights switch off, "Is that supposed to happen?" Bucky asks.
"No, it's not, it never had actually," Steve says.
"It could be her," Bucky suggests.
Steve can vaguely see, "I don't have any weapons in here, I keep everything in the armory, you got anything?" Bucky walks over to the bed and pulls a few things out. He walks back over and hands Steve a gun, and a dagger. Bucky keeps a gun and a dagger hor himself. Steve hears a door open and close, it sounded like the stair case door, they had to have an emergency exit, she must have come that way. Footsteps come to the door and stop directly in front of the open door way, Steve can faintly see a figure standing there, then he stupidly calls out, "(Y/N)?" The figure walks into the room, Steve doesn't fire, not wanting to hurt the figure unless it was an actual threat. The figure steps right in front of him, just to be pulled back by Bucky. He slams the figure against a wall, then he holds them there, by their neck.
You start to choke out words, which is when Steve recognizes you, "желание, ржaвый, Семнадцать," Bucky slams you against the wall agian.
"Buck!" Steve calls, walking towards him, "Stop it! You're going to hurt her."
"You don't understand she," he was cut off when you started again,
"Рассвет," Bucky slams you again, and you knee him in the groin, which causes him to yell and release you, you walk over to Steve, and then punch him with your metal fist, until he falls, he tries to fight back, but he fails, then you punch him once more, knocking him out. You turn to Bucky, who is getting up and is aiming his gun, "Печь," he shoots you in the gut, you grunt in pain, but keep going, "Девять, добросердечный," The lights turn back on and Bucky can now see you clearly, you weren't wearing a mask, you were wearing civilian clothes. He would have said you looked normal, like the picture, but he knew that you were far from it.
P.O.V. Switch
The lights flickered on and now the Soldier could see you. You heard the elevator doors open, so you decided to retreat, you can't get captured. You take one last look at the Soldier and the man, lying on the floor, unconscious, then you sprint down the hallway, through the living room, passing a group of people, all of them reaching out for you, but all missing. You make it to the door you had come through and you yank it open. You sprint down the stairs, almost falling multiple times, but you keep going, because you hear the footsteps coming after you. You reach the bottom floor and run out the door. You seem to have been lead to a garage. You look around at the cars and motorcycles. There were cars ranging from a 1967 Chevy Impala to a very expensive Lamborghini. You see a motorcycle close to you and you jump on it, starting it, because someone left the keys in the ignition. You speed out of the garage, just as you hear the doors open and the footsteps run out. You speed off down the road, weaving in and out of other vehicles. When a man wearing battle armor lands in front of you. You try to swerve around him, but he grabs the bike, so you jump off, roll, and then run over to the side walk. The man follows you, but then another man, with black hair appears in front of you. You try to push past him, but he appears in front of you again, so you make a fireball and throw it at him, which causes the civilians around you to scream and scatter. The ball singes his clothes. You swirl the air around him to trap him in a mini tornado, he tries to launch his own magic at you, but the tornado absorbs it. The man with the hammer who had landed in front of you earlier grabs you, you force a piece of Earth up out of the ground and launch it at him, pushing him back, then you punch him in the face, with your metal fist, causing him to stumble even more. The other people you had passed in the tower have caught up, you decide your best option is to take a hostage. You spot a red-headed girl, who looked to be about 5, running away with her mother. You ran up, grabbed her, and pulled a gun out of your jacket and held it to her head. You talk in English, realizing that most people would understand it, and for your demands to be made, the needed to be understood, "Let me go, don't follow me, don't move, if you do, I'll shot."
The people who had been chasing you, stopped and watched you, until the one with the brown hair and the goatee speaks up, "(Y/N), G-man, put the kid down, come with us."
"No, you leave me alone and don't follow me, then I'll put the kid down," you say. The girl has started to cry and scream.
"Okay, fine, we'll do it, just put her down," the red-headed women says.
"Give me proof," you say.
"Just believe us, please," the man with the brown hair and glasses pleads.
"Fine," you move to put the girl down, but at the last second, you shoot her in the head, and then you take off. You run for a few blocks before seeing a guy sitting on his motorcycle. You shove him off and pull away, going as fast as you possibly can. You won't be able to get into the tower again, you were going to have to report that the Avengers had gotten Asset, nobody would be able to get him as long as he was with them. You sigh and continue, you would head to the small airport, grab a plane and fly over to your current base in Italy. You would be punished and probably put into cryo-freeze for this, but they would take you out again for another mission, they were down as asset, so you would be treated better, but right now you had to focus your powers on healing your stomach, it would take a while, but it wouldn't kill you. You revved the bike and focused on the road, you had a long drive in front of you.
P.O.V. Switch
The Avengers came back to the tower, sad, and defeated. Because of their failure to act, a innocent child had been killed. This action did confirm the fact that you weren't yourself, you would never threaten anyones life, if possible, and especially not a child. Natasha had retrieved the motorcycle and driven back to the tower, while the others walked. They met in the garage;
"Someone should go check on Steve and Bucky," Natasha says.
Sam volunteers, "I will," he heads to the elevator and has it take him to his and Steve's floor. When the elevator opened, he was greeted at the sight of Steve sitting on the couch and Bucky was nowhere to be seen, "Steve?"
Steve turns his head slightly, revealing a bruised face and a swollen eye, and possible a broken nose, "Yeah?"
"You okay?" Sam asks, walking over to the couch and sitting next to his friend.
"As okay as I can be when I got punched in the face by a metal arm, multiple times," Steve says, smiling slightly.
"Where is he?" Sam asks.
"Bucky?" Sam nods, "He's in my bathroom, getting some pain killers, hey, could you be an amazing friend and get me some ice?" Steve asks.
Sam nods again and gets up, walking over to the small kitchen, "Do you really trust him? I mean I know you two have a history and all, but still."
"I do," Steve says, "When, uh, when (Y/N), first tried to attack me, he grabbed her and slammed her up against the wall, the only reason I look like this is because she kicked him in the groin and he faltered."
"Oh," Sam returns with ice wrapped in a towel, which Steve gladly takes, "Does he know about her?"
"Yeah, he knew her, actually. Apparently they worked together once or twice," Steve says.
Bucky walks back into the room surprised to see Sam sitting there, "Um, here's your pain medicine, I'll just, I'll leave you two alone."
"No, man, I was just leaving," Sam stands up, "If you need anything, I'll be in my room, and the other guys will be on their floors," with that, Sam heads down the hallway leading to his room.
"Buck?" Steve asks. Bucky looks up, and walks over, "You okay?"
"Yeah," Bucky replies, "I have a question, if you don't mind."
"No, I don't mind," Steve states.
Bucky sits down, handing Steve the painkillers, "Is (Y/N), is she your soulmate?"
Steve does a double take, before remembering Bucky doesn't remember that they were soulmates, "No, she's not, she's Loki's."
"Oh," Bucky says, Steve can see Bucky relax a little, "Good."
"Yep," Steve replies.
The men sit in silence, Steve thinking about Bucky, and (Y/N), and everything else going on. Bucky was thinking about Steve, and how he felt like he was more than a friend, even in the few hours they had been together, he felt like there might be something more, he didn't know what, but he was sure it was there.
Не принимайте меня туда, я не могу помочь им больше, ничего, Кроме того, пожалуйста = Don't take me back there, I can't help them anymore, anything other than that, please
Вы не будете = You won't
Ладно = Okay
верить = believe
желание, ржaвый, Семнадцать = Longing, rusted, seventeen
Рассвет = Daybreak
Печь = Furnace
Девять, добросердечный = Nine, Benign
There's chapter 29! Sorry this took so long, I had a few days were I didn't have time to write this week, plus this one was longer than average. I also had a difficult time figuring out how I wanted to write Bucky, but I think I did a pretty good job. Anyway, Happy 4th to those who are reading it on that day and happy birthday to the one and only Steve Rogers, who turned 98 on this day also. If you have any requests, comments, concerns, or anything else, just PM me, or leave a comment! I do believe that's all for now!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Avengers, Loki, or Bucky, they are owned by Marvel. The only character I own is (Y/N).
