Summary: A year after the civil war, the Avengers are still divided with friendships broken and loyalties torn when they are sent to find a powerful young woman whose life has been destroyed by HYDRA. While Bucky seeks redemption, Martine seeks to get revenge on the people who murdered her grandmother. Co – Written with WalkingPotterGirl14. Bucky/OC, Wanda/OC, Clint/Natasha and Steve/Sharon. Rated M.

Divided We Fall

Chapter 5

"We gotta get out of here and get back to the base. C'mon," Bucky said quickly. Martine nodded as she followed after him in the car. She put on her seatbelt as he started driving away from the diner, going as fast as he could.

"Why do they want me and my brother so badly, Bucky?" Martine asked firmly. She glanced at the man who was driving the car on the highway.

"Because you two have magic, which you already know. But it's not just mind reading and stuff. You actually have magical powers like creating hex bolts and everything. Not to mention you can bring about the end of the world if HYDRA finds you," Bucky explained grimly as he slowed down a bit.

Martine swallowed as she looked at him through her dirty blonde hair, feeling sick. They saw a car stop behind them and sighed. Bucky tried to get in touch with Steve.

"Steve?"

"He's busy. What's up Winter Terminator and Gypsy Witch?" Tony asked over the phone.

Bucky growled dangerously.

Martine rolls her eyes. "Give it to me." She snaps up the phone and then practically yells into it. "Tony, not the time. HYDRA agents have found where we were. We need to get to base. Soon."

"Shit. Okay, license plate?"

"I..."

"ABC-2345," Bucky states. "My car."

"Okay. I'm sending you a route through the car to get there. Should be there...now. Get it?" A beep signalled that it was there, a simple way towards it.

"Yeah. Okay, we'll be there soon."

She hangs up the phone and Bucky starts to drive. And that's when she saw three more cars behind them.

"They're following us," she hisses. "Shit." She bites her lip and then looks at Bucky. "Open the window."

"They're shoot-"

"Open it!" He does as she says and she climbs onto the top of the car, holding on tightly. Bullets whiz past her, but with a few swings of her arm, she sends on of the cars flying backwards into the other two. An explosion followed.

She climbs back into the car, and Bucky was staring at her. Shocked.

"What? We didn't have a choice."

"I didn't even know you knew how to do that."

"Neither did I. Keep driving. Quick."

Bucky nodded and kept on driving. He drove across the road, the silence easily, before another car behind them follows.

That was when they felt someone jump onto the roof of the car, and started shooting at them through the metal. Bucky dragged Martine towards him so she wouldn't get shot at by the shooter, and then suddenly stopped short. This sent the shooter flying over them, and onto the road. Both thought he was dead, until he opened his eyes.

He got up, so calm, and stared at them both coldly on the deserted highway. Martine felt her heart pound slightly.

"James, what do we do?" she asked trying not to panic. Bucky was about to answer, when he felt surprised that she knew his real name, and had called him by it. He didn't think anyone knew his name.

No time to think about that.

"Hold on!" Bucky growled. He slammed on the wheel and drove off from the highway and into a field, just as a rocket launcher was fired at the back of the car.

The car slammed into the field, and Bucky grabbed Martine, before throwing them both out of the car, both yelling out when they hit the ground. The car rolled onto its side limply.

Martine stood up shakily, feeling slightly dazed by the events. She saw Bucky getting up, and hurried over to him, just as shots were fired at by a group of men.

Martine managed to conjure up a purple-like shield to protect them from getting shot by the bullets. Bucky found a motorcycle and started it up.

He shot at a few men with his pistol, his aim hitting the targets perfectly, and dragged Martine to the bike. She didn't need another word. She easily wrapped her arms around him as he took off, quicker than she thought.

She dug her face into his back, feeling like the bullets nearly hit her. Her shield had expanded over their bodies and the bike, creating protection, but it didn't hide the fear she felt.

After a while, the bullets stopped, but she never let the shield fall.

They drove for about an hour before they reached the base, and Bucky could feel that his energy has ran out. He had woken up that morning, planning to just relax for the first time in a while. Then Martine just had to come up to him.

He wasn't about to say he hated her presence. In fact, he didn't mind it at all. Martine had a nice smile and wasn't that hard to handle. Some people wouldn't even look at him with his arm, not in the eyes like Martine did.

Most were scared of him because of what he had done in the past, and sometimes he could get triggered easily, but Martine wasn't scared. She had her own triggers. They were both messes. Even her brother too.

And then they had run into HYDRA. And he had to keep her safe. Because she barely knew anything about her powers or how to control them.

He runs a hand through his messy hair before looking down at her. She was still attached to him. He quietly turns around, moving her arms. "Martine?" She shakes her head, looking away. "You're okay. You're at the base."

"Something...something hurts."

Bucky's brow furrowed as he looked her over, and cursed when he saw blood on her side. He lifts up her shirt a bit and sighs. Just a graze.

"That must have happened before the shield." He helps her off the bike. "C'mon, let's get you patched up."

She nods, practically gripping onto him. She was scared. She had a right to be. She just saw how serious this was.

There were people after her, desperate to get their hands on her because of her powers and to cause mayhem. But something was bothering Bucky though.

Martine had known his name.

He helped her to the infirmary where Helen Cho began stitching Martine up. Adrian hurried over, and the two siblings hugged each other, with Wanda speaking to them both quietly.

How the hell had Martine known his name? Unless she had read it from his mind, which was likely. Had Fury told her? How much?

He saw the rest of the team enter quickly.

"What happened, Bucky?" Steve asked concerned.

"We were eating in a diner when I spotted one. Was able to distract for a bit before they found us," he explains. "Had to take out a lot to get here. Lost my damn car. Found a bike though."

"How'd she get shot?" Adrian asks.

"Told you. People were after us. They got her before she got her shield up."

"It was scary," she whispers, looking at them. "I don't know if I can do that again. I never had to face anything like that...and fuck, my cat is still at my apartment. What if they break in and kill and-"

"They don't know where the apartment is," Tony states. "There's no way. It's not on any map anywhere. Cat's safe. You're not. Maybe you should just stay in your apartment."

"I can't just be afraid to go outside," she whispers. "That's just terrible."

"Well what do you suggest?" Clint asks her. "You were nearly killed today, Laveau. If Bucky wasn't there...Bucky."

The man looks up, and it seems like the same idea spread throughout the room. Bucky was clueless.

"What?"

Steve looks at him, and then a quiet smile comes into his face. "Bucky, you can keep her safe until she knows how to work her powers."

"What?!" Sure, he had kept her safe. But that didn't mean he wanted to be a fucking babysitter. "I'm not just gonna protect some dame, Steve!"

Martine looks down at the ground, suddenly feeling hurt at that. 'Some dame.' That's what she was.

"She's not that," Steve states. "You know that. And she needs it until she's fully trained. You can move into her home and keep her safe. It's a big apartment anyway."

"Why can't Adrian?"

"We already said that's a risk," Natasha says to him, rubbing Martine's back. "Having the siblings in the same place make it easier to track. You should know that better than anyone."

Bucky looks away, suddenly feeling all eyes on him. Steve was right. Marine wasn't just some dame. She was special, a rare person who wasn't afraid of him.

But if he was in the same place...she would be. Soon.

"Steve, I still...I still have triggers. If she's near me when one happens, I could kill her," he whispers to him fiercely.

"Buck, I know you, and I know you won't hurt her. Just like she knows that you aren't what you think you are," Steve said faithfully. "You'll be fine." Bucky growled before shaking his head. .

"Alright, fine...I'll do it," he said finally. Steve nodded at him, before they went their separate ways then.

Clint found himself doing target practice by using his bow on a lot of targets, never missing the bullseye. He thought of how the team was fractured, and Bruce made it clear that he wasn't joining them again. At least for a very long time.

'This team's broken,' Bruce had told him bluntly, and had left, stating that he would keep in touch.

They hadn't seen him since.

Clint saw Natasha come over towards him, silent as always. She sat down on the bench.

"You still pissed off at me?"

He didn't give her a reply, and she sighs, running a hand through her hair.

"Look, I know you're angry. But right now we really can't afford this."

"What the hell are you talking about?" he mutters.

"This weird rivalry thing we have going. Clint, forgive me or not, there are bigger issues out there." She comes forward and looks at him square in the eyes. "Martine was almost captured today. They weren't trying to kill her. They were trying to injure Bucky and take her."

"That's gonna happen a lot, Nat."

"It's only the first day and it's already nearly happened. Martine needs protection and we all need to work together to make that happen. If she gets taken-"

"I know. She gets mind-fucked and we're all screwed. I get it. Just wish things weren't so damn complicated," he mutters.

She looks at him quietly before sighing. "Okay...well, just know that she needs help. Her and Adrian." She looked like she wanted to say something else but then left, heading back into the base. Probably to talk to Martine.

Clint sighs. He was sick of this shit too. But how could he just move on from what had happened. They had nearly killed each other in the civil war.

He cared about Natasha and he hated this tension between them and their team. He sighed and decided to talk to her later, before he continued on firing his arrows at the targets.

"You love her, don't you?" a voice asked quietly. He looked up to see Adrian leaning against the bar, his short dark brown hair blowing in the wind. His bright blue eyes watched him quietly.

"Yeah, I do, but how did you know that?" Clint asked wearily. Adrian smirked as he gestured to Clint's head.

"I can read minds, remember? And a lot of other stuff, like manipulating the weather, and...Other stuff," Adrian said dryly as he regarded the older man.

Clint looked at him quietly.

"I'm sorry about your Gran," Clint said quietly. Adrian nodded silently then.

"So am I," he mumbles before shaking his head. "It's fine. We're getting through it. I'm more worried for Martine."

"You shouldn't be. Bucky will keep her safe."

"Bucky is a machine himself. As much as people say he's not, he is," Adrian admits quietly. "He's right. He does have triggers. And he could hurt her. But I'm praying he doesn't."

Clint sighs. "He won't kill her. She will be fine."

Adrian nods, before looking at Clint. "You should talk to Nat. Tell her you love her. Shouldn't just wait for stuff to be solved like this."

"Easier said than done, Adrian."

"If you can fight fucking Ultron and Loki, and still stay alive, you can tell Nat you want her."

Clint smirked, hearing Adrian's Cajun accent becoming thicker, as he spoke more. He nodded at the man.

"I'll talk to her...thanks Adrian," Clint said gruffly. Adrian nodded at him before walking to where Wanda was, and then the two began walking inside the base.

Clint followed after, grabbing his arrows.

Martine made sure the guest bedroom for Bucky was ready for him when she got back. After a while, she heard him in the living room, looking around, and then saw Salem tucking into his food when she entered.

She had training tomorrow with Natasha, and was determined to become strong. Not a weak person who relied on others.

She wasn't a coward.

Martine bites her lip and looks at Bucky, who was looking around with a furrowed brow. It was like he was analyzing his surroundings. Like someone who was trying to memorize his every step.

"Um..:" She rubs the back of her neck before managing a quiet smile. "I know that you didn't want this to happen, but...I promise I won't be a burden on you. I'm gonna try to be strong and learn my powers so you don't have to stay here. I know this was all forced on you and all-"

"Martine." She looks up, hearing him say her name. "Stop. I'm not worried for myself or angry. I'm worried for you. That's it."

With that, he took his bag into the guest bedroom, sitting down against it. She comes to the door, her brow furrowing. "What did you mean by triggers?"

He looks over, figuring she had turned her away when he spoke, but instead found himself explaining to her. He was living here for a while. Might as well let her know. "Certain things I see trigger stuff from when..." He clears his throat, looking away. "I could hurt someone if they're too close to me, physically. And I don't know how I snap out of it. They just...happen."

She looks at him quietly, biting her lip. It was scary, she knew that's what she thought. But she had to stay positive.

"I'm sure they aren't that bad."

"I've destroyed my apartment plenty of times because of them."

Okay, maybe they were that bad.

"Sounds like your past is haunting you. Have you talked to anyone about it?" Martine asked curiously. She knew Jax had suffered from PTSD after coming home from the army, after seeing half of his squad getting blown up or shot.

"Only to Steve and...The local shrink when I need to. Haven't spoken to anyone else about it. Stark's not really pleased that I'm a member of the Avengers," Bucky said quietly.

"Because of you being in HYDRA?" she asked quietly as started cooking dinner then. It consisted of pasta and chicken Cesar salad. Something simple so she could keep talking to Bucky.

Enjoy :)