Hello hello, friends! I'm still alive, and back with another update. Unfortunately, I'm scared my postings will be a little more scarce now that university has started back up again. But I'll try my best to update when I can :) This chapter is all sorts of different. It's unique because even though it's now getting into the nitty gritty of Lucy/Bucky's mission, it's still light hearted and goofy. I loved writing it, and I hope you all enjoy it.
This chapter is dedicated to the lovely 0peneyeZ! She helped me with all the German translations below. You're the real MVP, Kat. Thank you for helping me bring something different to this story and giving it a more authentic feel.
Chapter XXII
Lucy awoke to feel the unfamiliar sensation of a man's heavy arm wrapped around her. It was wrapped around her center, keeping her pinned against whatever body she was beside and pressed against her. For a moment, panic ran through her veins and turned her blood to ice. She nearly sat up and pushed the being off of her until she got a good look of where she was.
She was lying on the ground of a forest floor, the sun just peeking out above the trees. The fire had long since been extinguished, and sleeping men laid in their blankets around her.
Lucy had twigs in her hair, and was fairly certain that she wasn't wearing clothes under the two heavy blankets she had on but she wasn't positive.
Rolling over only a little bit, Lucy turned to see Bucky sleeping peacefully. He snored lightly, his mouth open ever so slightly. It wasn't loud enough to be obnoxious, but still notable enough to remind her that he was there.
She found herself snuggling into his warmth a little more. He was beautiful as he slept. For once, he looked peaceful and was boyishly handsome and carefree. He almost looked the same way he did on that night three years ago when they had first met. Before the war, and before anything else that had happened.
She felt safe in his arms, and she revelled in the feeling of once again being held by a man. Usually, she would be flooded with guilt from the close contact, but for some reason she wasn't. She wanted to be closer to him, to feel his warm body flushed against hers. She wanted to be consumed by his warmth, every morning waking up to the sensation of being of being wrapped up in him.
Her eyes trailed to his lips. They were slightly open as he let out another small snore. Lucy blushed as she thought about the conversation that they had the previous night. She thought back to the brief kiss that they had shared, and the heat rose to her cheeks even more. The way he had slammed his mouth on hers and taken a forceful kiss was almost enough to drive her insane. In a way, she was upset that their first kiss hadn't happened differently. But nonetheless, she was glad she still got to experience what it was like. Despite it being nothing like how she imagined in her head; she hoped there would be many more opportunities to rectify the issue and get the kiss she knew both of them deserved.
She couldn't believe that it had taken her so long to discover who he was. She had tried so hard to forget that night, as she felt guilty because she knew how it would make Daniel feel. It was almost like she didn't want to realize who he was. Since Lucy knew the moment she found out, all her old feelings resurfaced and collided with her new ones.
Deep down Lucy knew she shouldn't dwell on what could have been. She chose to forget Bucky and move on. But now that they were thrown together, what did that mean? She looked at him and felt at peace. She scoffed at what she would have thought a month ago if she could have seen herself. She hated him so much, but things over the last two weeks changed.
She couldn't hate him if she tried at that point. Elsa had been completely right when she noted Lucy likely had feelings for him. To her shame, she knew deep down she did. But the loss of Daniel was still fresh in her brain, and she knew she wasn't ready to move on.
But that kiss… Oh God, that kiss. And the way he said he thought about kissing her again more often than he cared to admit. It hit Lucy right in the stomach, and she felt an ache between her thighs when she thought about kissing him again.
Their kiss had been brief, but it still counted. Sure, it wasn't exactly how she pictured a first kiss with a man. But given the fact they might have both died, it had to do.
Lucy bit her lip as she stared down at his again. She wondered what it would feel like pressed against the hollow of her throat, or trialing down to the mounds of her breasts. She shook the idea of our her head, a blush yet again raising in her cheeks.
Bucky stirred ever so slightly, and his arm pulled her back into him. Her back was pressed again his chest, flushed together. Her behind was against…
Lucy felt shock well in her as she felt the hardness of his groin against her. For a moment she thought to panic, and to push him away when she realized it wasn't as though he was purposefully doing it. He wasn't making any moves so make her do anything with it either, and she should have known Bucky would never be the type of man to make her feel uncomfortable on purpose.
She relaxed a little more, another deep ache settling in her body. Lucy hadn't felt a man's desire for her in so long. And the fact that she could feel his hard body pressed against her, she knew she should move… But she wanted to feel him a little bit longer. To wonder what it would have felt like three years ago if she wasn't held back to her commitment to Daniel.
If she kissed him that night, she knew she wouldn't be able to resist. She wanted to know what it would feel like to have woken up with him the next morning and had his body wrapped around her. Another life flashed before her eyes, and Lucy sighed. Her life could have been so different if she had chosen him. But she didn't.
Lucy got up, trying to ignore the deep need in between her legs and her stomach flipping. Looking around, she discovered that no one was up as she began slipping on her clothes.
She was exposed to the cool air with her half naked body, and she was trying to be as quiet as possible so none of the men would wake up and get an eyeful.
Lucy slipped her socks on first, then her pants. She did her belt up and shivered as the morning air settled into her bones. Looking around, there didn't seem to be anyone awake. She was left in her brassiere and Lucy thought she was in the clear until the man she had slept beside all night turned and his eyes opened sleepily.
Lucy finished doing up her belt as his eyes fell on her and then widened, he leaned back and put his face into the crook of his elbow to give her privacy, "I think I died last night and woke up in heaven," He chuckled under his arm as he mumbled.
A blush appeared on Lucy's face, she smiled down at him. She felt her stomach flip ever so slightly yet again, and she yanked her shirt over her head. "You can look now."
Bucky huffed and then sat up, rubbing his tired face with his hands. Lucy pulled a jumper over, and then afterwards her uniform coat. She tossed Bucky his clothes, which he caught and grumbled a thanks. It appeared he wasn't much of a morning person.
Lucy noticed how the others were waking up, and Lee Miller returned from his watch to get a bit of shut eye before they moved out. She went to her pack and noticed how it was still damp from the night before. Huffing in frustration, she tried to take out the ruined maps and her books.
"Mornin' Doc, feeling better?" Dum Dum asked curiously, worried how she was since the night before caused her to be in some rough shape.
"Much better, thank you for your help last night." He had been the only other man besides Bucky concerned about her well being. Which was odd, given the fact that only she knew how to find the Tesseract and without her the mission would be a failure.
Dugan shrugged, "Don't thank me. It was all Buck." Lucy turned back to the man who she had begun to grow very fond of.
Bucky stood up, a blanket draped over his shoulders as his hair was tousled and messy. Bags were under his eyes and Lucy wondered if he ended up getting more sleep after they talked a little bit. His silver dog tags hung over his white undershirt. Lucy tried not to blush at the sight of him in his boxers, so she averted her eyes and focused back on her ruined manuscripts and maps.
"Yeah, Sarg really had to take one for the team sleepin' next to a half-naked dame like that." Gabe Jones teased, and Lucy found herself blushing even more. An uncomfortable feeling settled in her belly and suddenly she wanted nothing more than to bury her head in the sand from embarrassment.
"She kicks in her sleep. Wasn't as pleasant as you'd think," Bucky joked. He didn't comment any more on her being only half-dressed, which Lucy was thankful for. As Bucky pulled his navy coat over the top of his jumper he noticed how she squirmed from a feeling of being uncomfortable. He gave her a wink, as though only she and him knew a secret.
"And you snore," Lucy replied.
He looked at her and cocked an eyebrow, "You're a blanket hog." He retorted back.
"Alright, alright. Jesus Christ, you two. You're like an old married couple." Dugan shook his head, "It's too early for this shit."
"Yeah and keep the sex eyes to a minimum, alright?" Whitney grumbled as he looked at how Lucy and Bucky interacted with one another. Immediately Lucy felt a blush appear on her cheeks again.
"Keep the smart ass comments to a minimum, alright?" Bucky shot back, mimicking Whitney's tone and looking at the man with a fire burning in his eyes.
He took a seat next to Lucy, who was looking up at him shocked. She couldn't believe how protective he was being around her. Ever since Whitney first said something to her at the base camp Bucky had been eager to stand up to him when it came to harassment. But Lucy never noticed the open hostility between the two men.
She continued watching him as he sat beside her and pursed his lips, "Sorry, pige." Bucky's voice was low as he apologized for Whitney's comment.
She only shook her head and explained it was alright. Dugan came up to her and gave her a can of rations. She thanked him for it instantly, not knowing how hungry she was until that moment and her stomach let out a soft growl.
"So, Doc you're the only one who's not in the dark in this situation. You're gonna tell us why we're in the middle of nowhere in Norway?" Dugan asked her, suddenly getting everyone's attention as soon as he began talking about the mission.
Lucy bit into the rations of sausage and beans and immediately wanted to spit them back out. But she was so hungry that she would have eaten anything. So she took another bite and chewed as she formulated her answer.
"How much do you fella's know about my work?" She'd start with the basics since she wasn't sure how informed they all were.
"You're an archaeologist. That's all I know so far." Dugan answered for everyone.
"I specialize in rare cult items, and things with supernatural significance. I've studied cultures for years and how they interact with religious material and how they affected society. Artifacts, art, literature is all my focus. And the army took me on because a S.S. division called the Ahnenerbe uses said objects to support and cement their superiority claims of aryans being the master race. I figured that's all the job was… keep them out of the hands of the bad guys so they couldn't make propaganda. Then I joined the S.S.R., and they seem to believe there's one object that's more important than the rest. It holds some kind of supernatural power and if it falls into the wrong hands it's not gonna be good."
"Supernatural power?" Whitney scoffed and crossed his arms, "So we're talking about magic here? What's next? The boogeyman?"
"Listen, it's not up to me to determine whether or not this thing is actually a big deal. I'm the only one who can find it. Yeah, maybe it's all complete bullshit but that doesn't matter. We just have to find it before they do so they can't spread their hateful lies even more."
"And what did I say about smart-ass comments?" Bucky shot back to Whitney, making the man scowl even deeper.
"So what exactly are we after?" Dugan clicked his teeth and asked curiously.
Lucy held up her finger to gesture for him to wait one moment as she madly went through her bag while looking for a particular book. As she was rifling through, she noticed how Daniel's letter was soaked and immediately her heart dropped. She placed it carefully against some of her other books and prayed silently that she would still be able to read it once it dried.
Ignoring the pain in her heart and the tears welling in her eyes, Lucy focused on the task at hand. She found the book she was looking for, and although it was damp she still opened it to the page she knew where she would find the description of the Tesseract, "It's this." She passed the book to Dugan, "It's known as the Tesseract. The Norse used to believe it was an energy source made by their gods."
Dugan scoffed and passed the book along, "So we're risking our lives for this small cube thing? Which may or may not be bullshit?"
Lucy sighed, "Unfortunately, I think so."
The man exhaled deeply and then slapped his knees and stood up, "Well, we don't have much of a choice about it now. On to Tønsberg, I suppose."
Lucy didn't like nature. She was an indoor kinda gal. One who preferred to read her books and write her reports and do everything with a roof over her head. Of course, that proved to be a problem as she was in the field. But she figured she could sacrifice a couple months to live outdoors to practice her area of study.
The desert was more pleasant than the forests. Mostly, because there wasn't as many bugs.
As she slapped another one on her neck, she huffed. It seemed like they had been walking around for hours, and she was positive they were lost.
However, Gabe Jones was insistent on the fact that they were going the right way. They kept quiet as they walked, not wanting to attract any type of unwanted attention.
Luckily, there had been no run-ins with any Germans, but who's to say that they wouldn't still have one. She didn't want to think of what would happen if they were to see any. Lucy just hoped that they'd be able to get out of there as quickly as possible.
"Are you sure you know where we're going?" She asked Gabe as she caught up to him at the front.
"Pretty sure," He replied with a map in his hand and a compass.
Lucy wondered how much longer they would have to walk to get there. Despite it being cold in the autumn air, they had been walking for so long that Lucy found herself beginning to get sweaty. Her cheeks were flushed from over exertion and already she wanted to drink all the water she had in her canteen. Lucy huffed as she realized that them going on like this wouldn't be possible. Not to mention, it looked eerily suspicious that seven individuals all dressed like civilians were all carrying heavy assault weapons and survival supplies.
"Alright," Lucy stopped and put her hands on her hips, trying to catch her breath. The sweat was running down her neck, and she knew everyone else was feeling the heat as well since all their coats were unbuttoned, "We can't keep going on like this. It's not efficient enough,"
"In case you haven't noticed, genius" Whitney took a puff of his cigarette as he mocked her, "We don't necessarily have any other options,"
Dugan rolled his eyes at Whitney's attitude, "He's right. We gotta keep going." He looked downright pissed that for once Whitney was the one who made the most sense.
"There looks to me a small village just south of here," Lucy glanced at Gabe's map, noting a little town's name, "I say we go there and commandeer a vehicle. It'll be useful if we need to make a quick escape, and plus it'll be easier to transport all our equipment."
"I like that idea," Gabe nodded, and since he was in charge of the map most people seemed to agree that he was right. Lucy was happy that they were following her advice and not just disregarding what she said because she was a woman. A small grin was on her face as she continued walking.
"Hold up," Whitney stopped, outstretching his arms, "How the hell are we gonna steal a vehicle without someone noticing us? Don't we look a little suspicious?"
"I'll do it," Lucy shrugged, "No one pays too much attention to a woman. I probably won't even get a second glance."
"Aha," Whitney scoffed, "And I don't suppose you know how to hotwire a vehicle, do you? Or, did your brilliant idea only entail them just handing the keys over to you after you bat your eyelashes at them? Forgive me Doctor, but I don't think you've thought this through." There it was. Suddenly she was being doubted and her idea was yet again being disregarded.
"Hey," Bucky's jaw tightened at Whitney comment as he walked by him, staring him down. "She knows what she's doing," He looked at Lucy as he walked by her, flashing her a small smile and Lucy's heart fluttered and she couldn't help but feel butterflies in her stomach.
It's odd how in such a short amount of time he went to hating her to supporting and defending her. It made her feelings for him even more apparent, since Lucy had only been supported by Daniel like that before.
"Well I'm sorry I don't have as much confidence in your girlfriend as you do! I'm just tryna think rationally here," Whitney sneered, making Bucky shoot him a look. His comment made Lucy blush, but Bucky paid no attention to it; he just kept walking.
"If Dr. Heinrich says she can do it, let's give her the chance," Dugan spoke up. Whitney shut his mouth at the comment, and Lucy pursed her lips, feeling a little crushed in her spirits that some of her teammates didn't think she was capable.
"Lucy," Dugan whistled to her, getting her attention, "Come walk back here with me." He had been taking the back of the rank, providing cover. He noticed she seemed down after the comment Whitney made.
Lucy fell behind with him and sighed as the older man looked at her, "You alright, Doc?"
"Fine," She shook her head, "I'm fine. Just… irritated." If Lucy was being honest with herself she was much more than just irritated. She hated the idea that someone didn't take her seriously.
"Pay no mind to him," Dugan gestured with his chin to Whitney, who was walking up from and scowling. Lucy figured many women would find him attractive. After all, he had slicked back black hair, green eyes, and a well trimmed short mustache. His muscles were prominent under his uniform, and Lucy knew that he was aware of how he looked. But she couldn't stand the man, and his personality made him remarkably unattractive. "He's just an asshole."
"He's a bully," Lucy huffed, looking at him resentfully. Her eyes glared daggers in the back of his skull.
"He is. And unfortunately I've got news for you darlin'. You're gonna have to deal with a lot worse than Gilbert Whitney in your lifetime." It was a sad truth, but Lucy was more than aware of that.
She scoffed and closed her eyes, "I've been dealing with men like Whitney my entire life."
"And that's why you are truly one of the most impressive dames I've ever had the pleasure of meeting." Dugan said kindly and Lucy felt a smile creep onto her face.
"Stop it," She smacked his arm lightly, "You're making me blush."
"It's the truth," Dugan clicked his teeth and gave her a soft smile, before sighing. "I don't suppose Buck over there ever told you about the bet?"
"Bet?" Lucy frowned, "What bet?"
"After you turned down Whitney he was pretty sore about it. I guess he and some other fellas, had a little 'bet', to see who could go the furthest with you."
Lucy paled as disgust filled her stomach. She had never felt so revolted in her life. And to know that the man responsible was had slept a mere few feet away from her created an uncomfortable pit to well in Lucy's chest.
Anger twinged in her brain and she asked, "And Bucky? He was taking part—?" Her voice began to break just thinking about.
"No, no." Dugan quickly started, cutting her off, "Don't you worry about that. He had no idea. But when he found out let me tell ya," Dugan let out a low chuckle as he shook his head, "I was worried he was gonna sock him right in the jaw," He smiled at her, reassuring Lucy and dissipating her fears. More warmth flooded her being as she looked at the man who had defended her time and time again as he walked ahead of the group. "Make no mistake, he's in your corner now."
Lucy chuckled as she continued watching him, "Funny, a few weeks ago and I would have thought he would have been the one to start some horrendous bet like that."
"Told ya he'd grow on you," He grinned wider, "He'd fond of you, you know."
She smiled even wider, "Is that so?" Lucy's eyes continued to follow Bucky as he trekked through the forest. Her heart pounded in her chest as he watched him. He had to have been one of the most gorgeous men that she had ever seen, and each time she thought of him an ache developed inside her which nearly consumed her entirety.
She thought of how he held her the night before. And how he pressed his lips tenderly to her forehead before they fell asleep,
"One could even say that's he's sweet on ya. But uhhh, don't tell him I told you that." He spoke like a mischievous child, doing something he knew he shouldn't have been.
She scoffed and rolled her eyes as a blush appeared on her cheeks, "People keep telling me that."
Dugan chuckled, "I'm assuming that pretty red-headed nurse friend of yours is one of them?"
Lucy's eyes widened and her mouth dropped, "You know Elsa?" She asked in shock.
"Oh yeah, I know her." He nodded, "She sought me out before we all went on the mission. Told me of the little dance you two have goin' on and how everyone but you can see that you're mad for each other. Now I'm not one to meddle too much and play matchmaker, but the nurse was very convincing." He chuckled.
Lucy huffed and then crossed her arms, "What did she promise you?"
"Nothing! I'm just doing it out of the goodness of my own heart! How dare you assume there's some selfish reasoning behind it all?" He joked.
Lucy gave him a pressing look and cocked her eyebrow, "Spit it out."
"Alright, fine," He huffed with a grin, "Not only is she gonna pay my tab at the pub when we are finally able to take leave, but she also explained her fiancé has a ranch out in Nebraska which me and my lady can use anytime we want for a romantic getaway… That is, if we get out of this mess alive, of course." Dum Dum added with a skeptical tone.
"Elsa Hardy damn you." Lucy couldn't help but shake her head and smile as she thought about her friend. She couldn't believe that she was still intervening in her business when she wasn't even there.
"But even without the other incentives, I'd do it anyway because I'm a romantic." Dum Dum explained, and then tilted his head and clicked his teeth again, "And also Sarg has become considerably less irritating since you two have been getting along,"
That made Lucy laugh. She blushed again as she looked back at Bucky. She was just about to say something when he held up his hand in a fist, signalling everyone to stop and get down.
Lucy paled and they crouched over to where Gabe and Bucky had stopped. She rested on the ground over a mound as she and Dugan appeared next to them to see what was happening.
Lucy was shocked to see on a path through the forest, which obviously was functioning as a road, a black car was stopped on the side of it. She was shocked to see the blazing red and white swastika on the side of it, and men arguing in German as steam came from the engine.
Lucy noticed how the men donned grey uniforms. Thy were obviously high commanding officers and their driver, stopped by the side of the road due to vehicle trouble.
Two gunmen stood alert, guarding whoever was still sitting inside. From the angry yelling he was doing out the window he was clearly frustrated.
"Well, Doctor Heinrich," Whitney lowly whispered, "There's the car you wished for."
"Sarg, what do we do?" Gabe asked. It would save them a lot of time if they were able to take that vehicle instead of walking all the way to the town. But they had no idea if backup was arriving or another car would be coming along to help them.
The driver yelled for one of the gunmen to help, and Lucy watched as he set down his weapon against the front of the car to assist.
"I have an idea," Lucy whispered to Bucky, who looked back at her as they crouched away. "You have to trust me though," That was the only thing she requested.
"Oh no," Whitney rolled his eyes as they all stood up. Lucy wiped her dirt covered hands on her pants as she got to her feet, "Not another one of your brilliant ideas. Sarg, I say we take them by surprise. They'll never what hit them."
Bucky looked at Lucy and how she stared at him eagerly. He ignored Whitney completely, "Alright, pige." He nodded, "I trust you. Show us what you've got."
Lucy smiled widely and was once again shocked in his ability to trust her. He had faith in her, and he knew after she had told him what happened in Egypt that she was capable of holding her own. "Great!" She licked her lips while still keeping her voice low. "I need your jacket and a knife," Lucy requested and began to take the braid out of her hair that she had put in that morning.
She ran her fingers through her curly locks and flipped her head down so it would have more volume. Bucky looked a little stunned at her appearance and muttered "Err... Why?" He asked a little stupidly, still a little struck by her appearance and the way her hair looked as though it had been created by Aphrodite herself.
"You'll see." Lucy took her pack off her shoulders and searched through it until she found what she was looking for, placing it on the ground as she continued kneeling.
She began to unbutton her jacket as Bucky passed her his. Lucy took it, muttering a thanks before undoing her shirt buttons ever so slightly. She pushed it open just so the beginning of her brasserie could be seen.
"Ummm…" Bucky's eyes glanced over the swells of her breasts and her cleavage hungrily. He licked his lips as she blushed as he tried to tear his gaze away, "Whatcha doin' there, doll?"
"Christ," Whitney looked on and rolled his eyes again and huffed frustratedly as he noticed that what she pulled out of her bag was a tube of lipstick. Lucy opened the cap and began putting some on her lips and smudging it ever so slightly, "Don't tell me you're gonna try to seduce them."
"I'm not going to seduce them." Lucy had a mischievous twinkle in her eye, and Bucky knew she was up to no good. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her, absolutely entranced by her appearance. "But men become distracted when a pretty woman is involved."
"Yes, they do." Bucky deadpanned as he looked at her, knowing he could relate to her statement.
She stood up after putting on his jacket over her shirt. She left it open, exposing still just a little bit of her chest.
"How do I look?" Lucy asked him, and Bucky suddenly wish she hadn't.
"Err, umm, yeah. Swell. You look swell." Bucky stuttered nervously, trying to formulate words as he looked over her. He cleared his throat nervously and refused to meet her gaze, "You look swell. Just swell." He repeated, wanting to kick himself from losing all sense of intelligence to moment her breasts were exposed.
"Say swell one more time." Dugan teased as he chuckled and Bucky shot him a pressing, frustrated look.
Lucy smirked like the devil as he passed her his knife. He tried not to think of how damn gorgeous she looked wearing his clothes or the fact she had messy hair and slightly smudged lipstick and her shirt a little unbuttoned. He felt himself once again becoming hard in his trousers as he thought of how she might look similar to that after being taken to bed. Bucky began kicking himself for having such thoughts and tried to clear his mind.
"Perfect," Was all she said before taking the knife in her palm. She slit it across her skin, crimson blood pouring out in her fist. She hissed from the sting but other than that the cut wasn't too bad, but she made sure it bled a lot.
Oh-Oh my God!" Bucky exclaimed as quietly as he could while he watched blood pour out of Lucy's hand, "What the hell are you doing? Have you lost your goddamn mind?" The red liquid in her hand began dripping into the dirt. She cringed from the bite of the knife, but ignored it. Bucky's men watched in shock and was worried about what she was doing, "This isn't some type of prayer to Satan or anything right? No hebejebe magic stuff you learned in Egypt?"
She rolled her eyes, hissing slightly again from the sting, "Relax!" She took her bloody palm and streaked it across her face. It looked like a type of war paint or as though she had been in a terrible accident.
"Watch and learn, boys." Lucy made sure to smear some blood across her chest as well. She roughed her hair up a little bit more. It looked like she had been through a traumatic, awful event and was badly bleeding from it. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment. She concentrated hard, and took another deep breath.
"Doll?" Bucky asked curiously, a little frightened by what was going on, "You okay there?"
"Just getting into character." She replied back, taking another deep breath and forcing tears to well in her eyes.
"Alright, I am officially terrified. The lady has lost her damn mind. I don't know what cult shit you studied but I want no part in this!" Whitney shook his head vigorously and began backing away while crossing over himself. "We're doing the surprise attack, and that's final."
Lucy opened her eyes and released all the tears that had been built up. It's wasn't hard to make herself cry. All she had to think about was Daniel and immediately the water works began. They trailed down her cheeks like waterfalls and Bucky was once again taken aback. Because even though she was crying, she had a smile on her face, "Like I said," Her expression turned from happy to devastated, looking as though something horrible had happened to her, "Watch and learn, boys."
Before anyone could say anything Lucy began wailing madly. She was like a banshee, crying at the top of her lungs and huffing and puffing. She shook from fear, and yelled dramatically as toppled over the hill to be seen by the men fixing the car.
She continued acting, as though something of the most awful degree had just befallen her. Meanwhile, her teammates watched in absolute shock from their hiding places as they looked on at the peculiar sight.
As soon as Lucy stumbled over the hill, hanging onto trees for dramatic effect and throwing herself down, the guard with the gun had his sights trained on her. He had his weapon pointed straight at her head as everyone else was alerted.
Lucy wailed agonizingly, the tears pouring down her face, "Hilf mir!" Help me! Lucy pleaded in German. She made her way down, the men looking at her with shock and wondering where the hell the madwoman came from.
"Bitte!" Pleaaseee! She cried more as guns became trained on her. They looked at the beautiful and injured woman with bewilderment "Bitte helft mir!" Please help me! Lucy screamed again, looking heartbroken and scared. "Ich bin ein Deutsche!" I am a German citizen!
"Halt oder wir schießen!" Stop or we will shoot you! The guard called out, his gun raised. "Halt!" Stop! He yelled again, his finger on the trigger. Bucky had to do all he could to keep himself from racing out after her. He kept his gun pointed at the man who was aiming at her, staring at him through his scope and ready to put a bullet in his skull should it look like he was about to fire. Bucky's heart pounded in his chest at the thought of watching her get hurt again. He didn't know if he could stand it to watch her die.
Convincingly, Lucy stuck her hands up, shaking from fear, "Bitte!" Please! She cried even more, snot dripping down her nose. "Bitte, mein Ehemann - er ist ein General in der Armee! Ich war auf dem Weg meine Cousine hier zu besuchen als wir von den Alliierten entführt wurden! Mein Name ist Hanna Kirchhein . Bitte, funken sie meinen Mann an, er wird Ihnen alles erklären!"Please, my husband — He is a general in your army! I was on my way to visit my cousin here when we were kidnapped by allied forces! My name is Fraline Hanna Kirchhein. Please, just radio my husband and he will explain everything! She begged, crying more as she timidly cowered from the guns.
"Was ist hier draußen los? Und woher kommt dieses schreckliche Geräusch?" What is going on out there? What is that horrendous sound? The man still in the backseat of the car complained, unaware of what was happening. "Wir haben nicht den ganzen Tag!" We don't have all day!
"Da ist eine Frau draußen die verletzt ist. Sie sagt sie ist Deutsche und, dass ihr Mann ein General ist. Sie hat gesagt, dass sie entführt wurde." There is a woman out there who is hurt. She says she's a German citizen and her husband is a general. She said she was kidnapped. The unarmed guard who had been helping with the engine called out from the front of the vehicle.
"Dann schauen wir mal was wir für dich tun können, Kirchhein. Aber wir müssen dich zuerst nach Waffen abtasten. Wo bist du verletzt?" Let us see what we can do for you, Fraline. But first we must pat you down for weapons. Where are you injured? The driver asked her, taking in her appearance and noticing she was quite beautiful, but also that she needed help.
"Natürlich, natürlich" Of course, of course. She sniffled, crying, ""Dankeschön" Thank you. More tears fell down her cheeks as she approached and she continued the dramatic sobbing.
Lucy's eyes shifted to the gun that was set up against the car. The guard whose aim was pointed at her began to relax more as he saw Lucy begin to get patted down. "Ich hab bloß so große Angst." I'm just so scared. Her entire body shook as she looked at the driver. He was a middle aged man who clearly felt bad for her, but also didn't care whether or not he accidentally grazed her behind or cupped a little too closely to her breasts.
"Bitte, ich würde alles tun um zu meinem Mann zurückzukommen." Please, I will do anything to get back to my husband. She added for good measure, her face looking broken and her attitude desperate. She clutched the man's arm and then, with a shaky voice she reiterated, "Alles." Anything. Lucy's voice cracked as she whispered, stressing how important it was for her.
He sneered, looking at her broken face, "Mach dir keine Sorgen, Kirchhein. Wir werden dir helfen,"Don't worry, Fraline. We will help you. His helpful attitude soon turned sleazy as he realized what she was implying.
Lucy's face turned to a hopeful smile, her expression no longer agonized and tortured. "Ja," Yes. She grinned sweetly, "Das wirst du tun." You will.
It was then she kneed him in the groin. The man doubled over in pain, yelling out from the hard contact. She knew that her team was emerging from their hiding spots, their weapons facing the Germans.
In a second, the guard's gun was trained on her but Lucy was just as fast. With her foot she kicked the gun that was resting against the car up so she could grab it. As soon as it was in her hands Lucy cocked it back, the echo of it's sound loud enough for all to hear, the bullet prepped and ready in its chamber.
"Drop it!" She yelled at the guard who was pointing his gun at her. She voice shook slightly, but she swallowed her fear. The man ignored her, keeping his aim focused on her head.
"Oh I wouldn't do that if I were you!" Dugan called out seriously, emerging from the bushes with his gun on the man. The driver who she had kneed was groaning in pain on the ground, and the other soldier was looking around terrified and confused, wondering what was happening.
"schlechte Idee. Verstehst du mich"Bad idea. Do you understand? Dugan asked in German to the guard who still had his gun pointed at Lucy. "We have you surrounded."
With a clenched jaw, the guard eventually saw what was happening as the other six members of Lucy's team came out with their gun's ready.
Lucy placed her gun down, lowering it as Bucky grabbed the driver off the ground and began tying him up. His gaze looked to Lucy, who still held the gun her hand and was watching the German's getting forced on their knees.
"That was—," Bucky looked at her in bewilderment, his mouth slightly agape in shock, "Wow. Terrifying for sure. But… Wow." He said as he pushed the German down, causing him to call out in pain as he still clenched his legs together from the damage that Lucy did. Bucky paid no mind to him though, he was too focused on the woman before him.
Lucy shrugged as though it were no big deal, wiping her tears with the back of her sleeve, "Thanks, the Lee's thought I should be well versed in the world of theatre." She was composed as ever, completely out of the break down that she had put on for dramatic effect.
"And well versed I would say you are." He complimented her again, giving a little sideways grin which caused the butterflies in her stomach to stir yet again.
"How did you know what would even work and they wouldn't shoot you?" Bucky questioned, realizing Lucy had no idea that her plan would go that way.
She onto shrugged, "Men love a damsel in distress. It makes them feel all big and powerful."
Bucky nodded, licking his lips, "Rigghtt… Damsel in distress." He was still in disbelief. If there was one thing Lucy Heinrich was not, and that was a damsel in distress. The fact that she had managed to kick the man in the groin and react fast enough to get to the gun before she was shot proved that.
Lucy smiled back at Bucky, pointing back at the car. The air between them was awkward and uncomfortable, and the tension so evident one could cut it with a knife. "I should go see who's in the back of the car," Lucy cleared her throat, hoping to regain some of her confidence.
"Oh yeah, you should… Considering you speak German and all and this is your mission." Bucky nodded, still in a daze. What was wrong with him? Why was he suddenly acting like a nervous school boy? It had to have been because he realized in that moment how genuinely impressive she was. Not only was she smart, and beautiful, but she could hold her own in a fight. Compared to her, Bucky didn't hold a candle to a flame.
She smirked and then gave a little giggle as she backed away. Bucky watched her as she went, absolutely in awe of the woman before him. He let out a low whistle as she walked away as he admired her from behind.
She was one hell of a woman. Bucky still couldn't believe what just happened, and he had to rub his face to make sure he wasn't in a dream.
Oh god," Bucky groaned and threw his head back in frustration after watching her walk away, "I wanna kiss you." He said to no one but himself quietly. He didn't even realize he said it out loud until it was too late.
Lucy's ears picked up and she suddenly turned around, "What was that?"
Bucky scrambled, "Oh uhh—," He cringed and put his hands in his pockets and made a half turn, yelling "I said if you died I wouldn't miss you!"
Lucy only frowned and shook her head, "Christ," her brows were pressed together, "Did I say something to make you sore at me again? Why don't you tell me how you really feel."
She grabbed her gun from where she had placed it and continued walking around the passenger side of the car. Lucy turned back and shot Bucky another frown, wondering where his sudden hostility came from.
She watched as her team tied the men up, making sure their bounds were secure.
Dugan came up to Bucky with a small, evil, smile. "Nice." Was the only comment he made, making Bucky roll his eyes.
"Shut up," He growled angrily, hoping the man would keep his mouth shut for once.
"That was pathetic," The German driver sneered in English, chuckling as he watched the two from where he was bound up on the ground.
"You know what?" Bucky smiled widely down at him, "I don't like your attitude, Fritz. And because of that, it looks like you're about to be gagged." He went to go get something to keep the man from talking which he then forced in his mouth, "I like you more when you're not talking." Bucky sneered at him as the man protested about having a rope in his mouth.
Meanwhile, Lucy went to the car side by side with Gabe Jones. She tapped on the window with her gun. She watched it slowly roll down from the hand pump as Jones had his aim pointed at the man who rested inside.
Lucy smiled sweetly before saying, "Guttentag, asshole!" She smirked as she trained her gun on the man, watching him swallow nervously in fear.
Well, there it was! I'm hoping you were all as amused with this chapter as I was. I had so much fun writing it and I can't wait to update again soon. The next chapter is ~steamy~ to say the least. There's some more sexual tension I know you all hate me for. But I love it, it's so easy to torture you all. Plus, the build up is one of the best parts! Maybe I'll just be nice and have some of that tension resolved though... Hmm... Decisions, decisions.
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