Location: Quinjet ETA: S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier
Agent: James 'Bucky' Barnes
Bucky understood what he did wrong. He basically tortured a man for information. Then he was killed and he was the only lead. Bucky was sitting and Hill walked over to him.
"You broke a rule Barnes"
"Look, sorry. I got a little carried away" Bucky said averting his eyes to the floor.
"We can't afford getting carried away. The mission was a failure Barnes"
"Failure, how?"
"First of all, we lost a lead"
Bucky shook his head and he stood up and he was about a head taller than her. "We got a name"
"Did you get a last name?" Hill said getting in his face
Bucky sighed and his eyes went from her to the floor. "No I didn't"
"You're Goddamn right you didn't" Hill said turning her back on him.
"We were blown before that happened, what did you want me to do, play nice?" Bucky said taking a step towards her
Hill turned back toward him and she looked pissed, but Bucky didn't care. He'd dealt with pissed people before.
"To get good information out of him, yes. We could have gotten him talking. You didn't need to break his foot" Hill snapped
Bucky's nostrils flared and he exhaled. He wasn't going to back down from this fight.
"Have you ever been in that situation before? Because by the way you were standing, frozen. It would clearly state that you haven't" Bucky said
"You need to learn Barnes! You can't just go torturing someone for information!" Hill yelled
"Hey it worked out pretty well" Bucky said putting his arms out horizontally
"That's not the point, we weren't even supposed to be seen"
"Yeah, well that plan was jettisoned out the fucking door when armed guards caught us!" Bucky said putting his hands into fists.
"Things go sideways, what do you expect?" Hill said crossing her arms
"I expected more intel, especially from S.H.I.E.L.D. You know I thought you guys were good" Bucky said waving his hand
"If you didn't notice, we are working on a very limited source code" Hill said turning away from Bucky. Her first mistake.
Bucky walked forward and he grabbed her arm and held it in his real hand.
"We are not done, what the fuck happened tonight?"
"It's all pretty self-explanatory"
"That what? We get a strange call from a guy named Niko and he just so happened to know everything"
"He seemed to know you the most" Hill said looking at his hand which was still gripping her arm
"Hence why I'm upset"
"Barnes, you are supposed to be this ice cold killer, and now your crying like little girl. I guess the reports were greatly exaggerated about you"
"Do you know what it feels like to be not in control of your life?!" Bucky snapped at her.
Hill was silent and she looked down at the ground. Bucky felt his temper rising and he put his other hand on her other arm and he shook her.
"Do you know what it's like to be a broken soul huh? Look at you, you say all these things about rules and protocol. I was not given a choice for being this" Bucky said in disgust as he looked at his metal arm.
Hill gasped in pain "Barnes calm down"
"I was taken and experimented on and turned into a cold hearted monster and I killed and killed! I wasn't given a say in it. I was with the KGB and Red Room, do you even know of the horrors of what went down at that place?!" Bucky screamed and he let go of her and he turned away from her and he smacked the hull with his metal hand and dented it.
He was breathing heavily and he leaned against the hull and he looked at Hill, who was standing quietly looking at him.
"I was taken from everything I knew! I was turned into a weapon and I was used to kill anything. I have taken so many lives" Bucky said as his voice became quiet
Hill looked at him and she saw in his eyes pain, and guilt.
Bucky slid down the hull and sat on the floor. "I killed Howard Stark" Bucky said loud enough for her to hear. "I killed Kennedy, I have killed so many more, those are the only two I can remember and I see their faces every time I close my eyes" Bucky said and he put his head back against the hull. "I should be killed for what I have done, but no. I'm here helping you and I am broken. I don't know what I am anymore. I used to be James Barnes, now I'm just some vile thing with a bloody past and this" Bucky said putting his metal hand up
Hill had no words to comfort him, or any to reassure him of anything. She stayed silent and she walked toward the cock pit and she put her hand on the pilot's shoulder.
"None of this leaves this jet" she whispered
The pilot nodded and he continued flying. Hill looked back at Bucky and he was staring off into space. Hill wondered if this was what Steve felt like when he woke up.
Steve
Steve was in the kitchen and he was getting a glass of milk. He poured it and put the milk away. He leaned against the counter with his lower back and drank the milk. He kept glancing at the hallway expecting Natasha to come out. She had been quiet lately, well more than usual. She would look away from him when he entered the room or looked at her.
Steve kept sipping at his glass of milk and then he realized with his latest sip that the milk was gone. He looked at the cup and rinsed the remaining milk out and he put the glass on the counter. He exhaled and he looked over at the hallway again. He didn't see anyone, he lowered his eyes to the island in front of him.
Steve couldn't help but feel that she was avoiding him because of something he did. Sure they were both in the same apartment, but she would just shut herself away and not come out. Steve felt it was best to leave her alone. Yet he didn't know if she wanted to be alone. He looked over at the TV and he looked back at the hallway. He needed to go talk to her. Steve stood to his full height and he walked toward the hallway.
He walked past a mirror in the hallway and he noticed that he had stubble on his face. Steve rubbed his face and felt the prickly small hairs. He sighed and he continued to the room. Steve hesitated before opening the door. He swallowed and he put his hand on the knob and he turned it. Steve opened the door slowly and he walked in. Natasha was lying on her side of the bed and she was facing away from the door. She usually never did that.
Steve took a step forward and he heard a sniff. She was still crying, or she was just done. Steve made no effort to be in a rush to get to the bed. He walked as slowly as possible and he reached the end of the bed. Steve climbed onto it and he laid down on his side of the bed on his back looking up at the ceiling. Steve noticed that Natasha didn't acknowledge that he was there. Steve looked at her and he scooted closer to her and he put his hand on her arm. There was no reaction and Steve almost took his hand away when her hand took his and she gripped it tightly.
Steve relaxed and he laid behind her and he put his other hand around her. Natasha switched hands and grabbed the other and she pulled his hand close and she lightly kissed it and kept it against her chest. Steve put his head down against the pillow and he stared at the back of her head at her red wavy hair. Steve decided to get a little closer and he scooted again and his chest was against her back and his knees were behind hers. He was technically spooning her, but he saw it more as a comfort snuggle.
Steve inhaled slightly and he could smell her faint scent and he closed his eyes. He felt his heart beat slow and become relaxed. He could feel her heart beat since she was holding his right hand close to her chest. Steve didn't know how long they laid there like that. It could have been a few hours or a few minutes. Steve saw her shift slightly and she turned around and looked at him. She was still holding his hand and her eyes were red from the crying. Steve put his hand on her face lightly and he looked into her eyes. She stared right back at him and didn't say a word. Steve and Natasha's forehead touched and their noses were close. Natasha kept her gaze on his eyes.
She liked his blue eyes and their welcoming look and peaceful sensation. She stared at the deep pools and she slightly tilted her head. Steve kissed her cheek lightly. Natasha gripped his hand tighter. Steve smiled and Natasha feeling the way she did, she couldn't help but smile back and a tear fell down her face. She wiped it away and she inhaled.
"You ok?" Steve asked softly
"Yeah, just… just need a little time" Natasha said
"Well I'll stay with you till you feel better. I'm not moving unless you move" Steve said
The comment made Natasha smirk and lightly chuckled.
"What?" Steve asked confused
"Nothing" Natasha said smiling and she rested her head against him.
Steve snuck his left arm under her and he wrapped it around her waist. He held her close and she closed her eyes and she listened to his heart beat till she drifted into the endless pool of sleep.
Natasha opened her eyes slowly. The room had a golden glow and her eyes had to adjust. She could feel Steve's arms around her. Natasha looked at Steve and he was still sleeping. He was lightly snoring. Natasha lifted her head so she could see over him to the see the alarm clock. It was a struggle, but she managed. The clock said 7:40 am. She slightly raised her eye brows, even when she felt awful she still woke up at the same time.
Natasha looked back at Steve and he stirred slightly and his eyes opened. His pupils adjusted to the light and he could see a very beautiful women with red hair, emerald eyes, and smooth ivory skin. He smiled at her.
"Good morning" Steve said
Natasha lightly smiled and she went back to laying against him and she kissed his cheek. Steve felt a wave of warmth come from his cheek and he smiled.
"Morning" Natasha whispered
Steve rolled over and he brought Natasha with him and she was now on top of him. Natasha laid on his chest. She could feel his heart beating and she liked the sound of it.
"We need to get up" Steve said
"And why is that?" Natasha asked kissing his neck
"We have been inside for days now, we need some fresh air" Steve said
"I like inside" Natasha said
"I do to, but I want to take you out" Steve said
"Out where?" Natasha asked "There are still a few places closed"
"The park isn't closed" Steve said
"Walking in the park?"
"Come on, it'll be good for you" Steve said lightly smacking his hand against her upper thigh which was around his waist.
Natasha thought about it and she looked at him "Fine, I'll go take a shower" Natasha said not wanting to get off of him.
"It'll be fun, and you need some fun right now" Steve said
Natasha knew that he was right, he was usually always right. She nodded and she got off of him and got out of the bed. Steve watched as she opened the bathroom door and turned on the shower. Steve followed her and he turned on the sink and began brushing his teeth.
The warm water was sending steam into the air and the mirror was being blurred and Steve couldn't see himself anymore. He rinsed his brush and he rinsed his mouth with a small amount of water and he spit into the sink. He looked over at the shower and he could see Natasha's blurred form rinsing her hair. Steve couldn't help himself and he slowly walked to the door of the shower and he put his hand on it and he pulled it open. The steam came out and was refreshing to his face but cold to his skin. Steve quickly took off his boxers and he stepped in.
He was behind her and he out his arms around her and he rested his chin on her shoulder. Natasha hummed and she put her hand on his left forearm and she could feel the defined muscles. Steve closed his eyes and he lightly hummed a song. It was back from the forties, which he heard in Germany. He hummed the words in German. He lightly swayed behind her. Natasha closed her eyes and she listened to the soft humming of his voice. The warm water washed over their naked bodies and they stayed in a slowly steady sway and Steve continued humming. Natasha smiled and she lightly started to hum the words.
Steve stopped slightly when he heard Natasha hum the same song, except in English. He didn't know she could speak translate German. Steve threw the thought out of his mind and he continued to hum and their voices complemented each other's. Steve turned her around and he put his hand on her cheek and he lightly rubbed her ear with his fingers and he leaned forward. Natasha responded by going on her tip toes and they lightly kissed. She looked at the deep blue pools and she smiled.
Steve had his left arm around her waist and he looked into the emerald eyes and they told so many things. He leaned again and they kissed again. Steve slightly opened his mouth and her tongue slipped in. Steve kissed her passionately and she could taste mint from his toothpaste. She had her arm on his shoulder and she slowly moved it across his back. Steve put both his hands on her hips and he moved his right hand up her back and he supported her back. Natasha had her right hand on his bicep and she felt nothing but bliss. The warm water was rushing over them and Steve took a step forward and Natasha's back went against the wall.
Natasha gasped as he kissed her neck and he put his hand on her ass. Natasha raised her left thigh and Steve held her leg by her calf. Natasha jumped up and put her legs around his waist. Steve kissed her collar bone and he looked into her eyes again. Steve positioned himself and he entered her. Natasha gasped in pleasure and she moaned. Steve let out a heavy breath as he felt her around him. He looked at her and he increased in his speed. Natasha held his head close to her chest as she moaned as he went in and out of her.
Steve kissed her breast and he lightly licked her nipple. Natasha gasped and she felt him go deeper. She moaned louder and she felt her mind going crazy. She felt her stomach becoming warm and her heart was hammering in her chest. Steve groaned as she arched her back. Natasha moaned and she felt him getting harder. Steve moaned as she kissed his neck and tugged his hair. Steve increased his speed and he felt a rush. Natasha felt the warm wave of pleasure flow toward her clit. She moaned loudly and she felt her climax take place.
Steve felt her velvety folds around him as she came and he announced his own climax and he came. He groaned as he came inside her, Natasha's mouth fell open as she felt the warmth and her climax was intensified. She slowly moved up and down and Steve lightly groaned and she kissed him. The water had become cold and she kissed him passionately and she could feel his heart beating in his chest with her hand on his upper chest.
Location: S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier, Seven miles over Atlantic Ocean.
Agent: James 'Bucky' Barnes
Bucky sat at the conference table and he had his back to the door and he would occasionally glance at Hill, four seats away from him. Bucky sighed lightly and he heard the door open and he saw what he expected. Fury came in furious and he threw a file down on the table.
"What the hell happened down there?" Fury asked
"We were made and Zeak was killed" Hill said
"Did one of you do it" Fury said looking over at Bucky.
Bucky met his gaze and he spoke "We actually did nothing, well except slightly torturing Zeak for information" Bucky said breaking eye contact on the last part.
"You what?" Fury snapped
"I broke his wrist, ankle, and foot" Bucky said frankly
"Did you get anything off of him?" Fury asked not expecting an answer
"A name, The Spider, or Niko" Bucky said crossing his arms
"I don't know any Niko" Fury said
"Neither had we" Hill said
"But he just so happened to know all about us" Bucky said standing up
"Barnes, sit" Fury said
Bucky slightly hesitated and he sat back down. He sighed and he looked over at Hill.
"It seems that he is someone from my past" Bucky said
"Then you know him" Fury said
"Apparently, but sadly I can't remember where I know him from. I still don't remember half of my time as Hydra's puppet" Bucky said
"Well, its quiet simple, find out who this Niko is"
"But, sir that could take weeks" Hill said
Fury began to walk out and he looked at her "That's your problem" Fury said and he left the room.
Hill scoffed at the door and Bucky looked at her. He hesitated and he leaned forward and put his hands on the table.
"Hey, thanks for not telling him about, my little… incident"
Hill turned her gaze to him and she spoke "No problem, let it happen again. I will" Hill said getting up and walking out of the room.
Bucky watched as she left and he sighed a relief and he looked at the clock: 8:45 am. He needed to sleep. Bucky put his feet up onto the table and he leaned the chair back and he closed his eyes forcing himself to sleep.