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"What?"

What did he mean he knew me?

"You were on the bridge," Bucky said, and I nodded remembering that he was right. He had seen me on the bridge.

"Do you remember why you were there?" I asked, shifting my eyes over his shoulder to Steve. I wasn't sure if he was breathing, but I had faith that he was. This wasn't how Captain America was going to die.

"He was my mission." So he did know. Flicking my eyes back to Bucky, I let out a deep breath I didn't know I had been holding.

"You should probably leave. There will be people coming soon, people you don't want to meet. People for him," I said, glancing back over to Steve. I knew it wouldn't be long before Nat and Sam found him and then they'd find Bucky. I had a feeling that wouldn't go down well.

"You'll come with me," Bucky said, and I snapped my eyes to meet his.

"What? Why?"

He didn't bother answering but instead started dragging me towards the railing. What did he mean, I'll come with him? I needed to get to Steve. I needed to make sure he was okay.

"Do you have a car?"

"Excuse me! Let me go. I need to go to Steve!" I snapped, letting out a shocked scream as Bucky lifted me over the railing and slung me over his shoulder. I coughed as my stomach came into contact with his shoulder as I tried to fight him. "Put me down!"

Why did it seem that there was no one around now? Just minutes ago this place was heaving with people running away. How convenient that there was no one to see me being kidnapped.

It made so much sense to me that Steve and Bucky were once best friends; they both knew how to kidnap someone.

I felt Bucky shift and the next thing I knew, I was being pushed into the SUV through the driver's side and dropped into the passenger's seat. Bucky leaned over, strapped me in and locked the door.

I watched him flabbergasted as he closed the driver's door and started up the car, driving away.

What the hell had I gotten myself into?

Bucky pulled up outside a bank, his eyes roaming around the area as he pulled out a gun. I watched him carefully, wanting to know his every move. I'd seen first hand what he could do, and I didn't want to end up surprised when he decided he no longer needed me.

"The area is clear," Frankie said, her voice echoing around the car. Bucky tensed at her voice and snapped his eyes to me, caution clear in his blue eyes. He was wondering where her voice came from. "Sorry for the scar, Sergeant Barnes, I was only offering my findings. I've hacked the Hydra base and found it clear except for the lower basement in one safe."

"Who is she?" Bucky asked, his eyes roaming over my face before stopping at my eyes. He raised his hand, his fingers brushing my cheekbones as he peered at my eyes. I knew they were probably lined with silver around the green, something Nat pointed out earlier.

"Frankie, she's my AI." At the confused look on his face, I closed my eyes and slipped my phone out of my pocket. "Frankie, show him the surveillance." At my order, a hologram of the bank's surveillance popped up, changing between the cameras until it located the two men in the safe.

"Ma'am, I'm getting new intel," Frankie said, the hologram changing as it showed a group of men walking into the bank through a back entrance. "I'm getting seven of them, all armed and talking about looking for the Asset."

Bucky stiffened at her words and I assumed that this Asset was him. I sighed and leaned forward, sliding my hand under my chair and pulling out a gun. It was standard issue for Shield, and Nat had it installed in me to hide one in every car. I suppose it was for moments likes these.

"What are you doing?"

I glanced at Bucky and shrugged. It wasn't in my nature to let him go in there alone. Even if I knew he'd be able to take them all on, on his own.

"Look, I might not seem like a fighter, but I can hold my own. I've got Frankie to help me and it doesn't feel right letting you go in there alone." I bit my lip and slid my phone back into my pocket. "Plus, you took me for a reason. I'm certain you're not going to just leave me in the car where I'm free to leave and no doubt tell Steve where you are."

Bucky didn't say anything, just grunted and opened the door. As he stepped out of the car I saw another gun tucked into the back of his trousers. I scrambled over the driver's seat and stumbled out of the car, landing next to him with a huff.

"Stay on my back and follow my orders," he said, his metal, gloved hand gripping my wrist as he went to move us to the doors of the bank.

"Wait," I called to him, tugging my arm as I swung back to the car. He let go of me as I slid back into the driver's side and leaned down for my bag, dragging it into my lap. Digging through my bag, I pulled out the oval case holding my comms and slide one out. "Frankie can help you out if you let her," I said, hoping he would take the help.

He slowly reached out and took the comm, slipping it into his ear. When his eyebrows rose, I assumed Frankie had said something to him on his comm, something I couldn't hear.

"Let's go," he ordered, and I nodded, slinging my bag over my shoulder and slamming the door shut before following behind him.

Bucky tapped in a code for the door and we slipped inside, the door closing and locking behind us. The open area of the bank was covered in desks, some holding weapons and others stacked with files and laptops, the screens displaying data.

"Frankie, download everything off those computers," I muttered as Bucky lead us through the lobby. He was taking us to one of the back hallways, but I stopped at one table, interested in the strange looking weapons on the surface.

"Electro-shocker disks," Bucky said softly, startling me as I turned to face him. I didn't hear him come up behind me and was surprised to feel his heat against my back. "Electro-shocker baton and electro-shocker guns. They're strong enough to bring down an elephant on the highest setting. The weakest setting can bring down a large dog." He picked up a gun and fiddled with it before handing it to me. "It's set on two, it should bring down anyone you come across."

I looked down at the gun, confused as to why he gave it to me. I already had a gun, I didn't need this. I was startled out of my thoughts when I felt him tugging off my bag. He set my pack on the table and started loading it with the disks and two batons before adding another two guns.

"What are you doing?" I asked, reaching forward to stop him, but froze at the look he gave me.

"Hydra may have been made up of bastards, but they were smart. These weapons are undetectable by metal detectors. Set on the highest setting they could kill a man; I think we'll be keeping hold of a few of them until we get to a safe zone." The authority in his voice made me shrink back as I watched him zip up the pack and sling it onto his back. "Here, you might need these."

I glanced down at his hand as he offered me six electro-shocker disks. What did he want me to do with them? As if reading my mind, Bucky pulled me closer and slipped the disks into my jean pockets. I tensed as his hands brushed against my bum and thighs and I almost let out a moan at the warmth of his hand.

"What am I meant to do with them?" I whispered, noting the gruffness of my voice. I hoped he wouldn't hear it, but I knew he probably did.

"Press the middle button and throw it," he paused, his eyes roaming over my face as he smirked. "It would help if you aimed at a target." With one last once over at my figure, he turned and made his way to the hall.

Did he just check me out?

I followed behind Bucky as he made his way towards the men and thanks to Frankie, I could see the seven of them lit up in red. We were close to them but there were two walls between us.

"Two walls away," I whispered knowing Bucky would hear me on the comm. With my words, Bucky slowed his pace as waved his metal arm back, his hand ordering me to crouch and stay where I was.

I could already tell that he was going to take them all out himself.

"If I may, Sergeant Barnes," Frankie interrupted causing Bucky to pause as he waited for her to go on. I guess he didn't want to be distracted when he was about to kill a bunch of Hydra agents. "I found that you were meant to take Miss Stark as one of your missions." Was he? Looking at him now, I could see how uncomfortable he looked. Did he feel ashamed that he was meant to kidnap me and bring me here? If he was, at least he was gaining his former personality back. "I suggest you use her to gain their trust and then take them out when they're least expecting it."

I couldn't believe she was even suggesting that. would she truly think about putting me in danger?

Bucky turned to me, his eyes roaming over me before settling on the gun in my hand. He tilted his head to the side before silently walking to me and taking the gun, slipping it into his boot.

His hand gripped above my elbow tightly, but it wasn't painful. It was like he didn't want to hurt me, he'd even used his right hand, so the metal of his left wouldn't dig into me.

"Struggle," his muttered softly, dragging me towards the men. I was startled by his decision. When did he start listening to Frankie? When did he take orders from someone he couldn't see?

"Hey!" I snapped, trying to pull away from Bucky when he dug his fingers into my arm. I didn't find it necessary for him to do that, but he obviously wanted to make this look real. If he wanted that, I could give him it. "Let me go, you son of a bitch!"

Bucky frowned at me, but before I could try to figure out the look on his face the seven Hydra agents came from around the wall, their guns raised and aimed at us. Bucky paused, his grip tightening on my arm and he pulled me behind him, as we were faced with Hydra.

"It's the Asset," one of the men said, his gun lowering slightly as he took in Bucky and then let his eyes drift to me. "He's got Pierce's granddaughter."

The six other men seemed to lower their guns at the news, their eyes roaming over me as they seemed to assess the situation we all found ourselves in. I was unsure where this was going to go, but I trusted Bucky would find a way out of this. I had seen clips of his fighting style earlier and wondered if they Bucky I had with me now fought the same way mind-controlled Bucky fought.

"Pierce is dead," another man said, stepping closer, his eyes roaming over me and lingering longer than I wished. "I say we take the girl and show her how thankful we were that her grandfather led Hydra for as long as he could."

My palms started sweating at his implication, and my heart was pounding, the sound echoing in my ears like an air-horn. I knew these men were vile, but I didn't think they would be adding rape to their list of crimes.

Bucky's hand twitched against my arm and within a second the man that spoke was lying on the floor with a bullet in his head. As I was trying to get a handle on the situation, Bucky pushed me away back behind the wall and slid the gun from his boot, firing continuously.

"Effie, it's safe now," Bucky said, his voice unusually calming. I blinked up at him, lost and confused as he held out his hand and pulled me up from the floor.

"What was that?" I asked, glancing around at the seven dead agents that now littered the floor. "How did you even kill them that fast?"

"I've been trained," he muttered, giving me a look that made him look so unsure. As his words settled, I remembered who this was I was with. How could I forget who he was? "Come on."

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