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Winter's Fire- Bucky X Reader Ch4

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Your eyes fluttered open and you realized that you had dozed off again. You looked around and realized that you were still at the table and surrounded by papers. You gaze a long sigh and ran a hand over your face and read over the profile in front of you and stamped it and placed it in the right pile. You continued doing this for another thirty minutes and you heard the familiar sound on hurried footsteps on the dirt covered ground.

Signing yet another paper you felt someone standing behind you. You gave a sigh smiled, “Go away, I busy” you tried to say sternly. “Oh come on” he whined and rested his chin on the top of your head and crossed his arms lazily over your shoulder and pulled you closer to him, “Can’t they give you a break?” he asked and you were sure he was pouting.

“Sorry darling” you said lovingly, “but I have to turn these in tomorrow morning. Plus” you wiggled out of his embrace and turned to look at him, “you smell like a pig” You saw the flash of hurt on his face but it was quickly replaced by a cheeky grin. “Fine. You finish your papers and I’ll go take and I’ll go take a shower then we can eat together for dinner. Unless… you want to do something else?” he hinted. You slapped his arm and he laughed and raised his hand in defeat, “Alright, alright-“

“BARNES!” the sergeant roared causing the two of you to jump, “GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND LEAVE MS. STARK ALONE!”

“See you later” he quickly murmured and crashed his lips to yours and ran off before you had a chance to kiss him back. You saw the rest of the group making faces at him as they got back to jogging and you got up from your chair to yell at him but found that you couldn’t.
“Barnes?” you questioned to yourself, the name sounding foreran to you. Like it was something that you shouldn’t know.

You stood there for a while, finding the paperwork boring but eventually returned to the metal chair and stared at the papers on the table. You leaned back and closed your eyes, hoping that this would clear up your confusion. You felt a sharp pain but some relief washed over you and you opened your eyes only to see you were somewhere else.

Your eyes widened as your eyes darted all over the room but not recognizing anything. Your breathing became erratic and you tried to sit up from where you were but felt the leather straps on your arms keeping you bound to the chair. You heard a door swing open and tried to turn your head to see who it was that came in. “She’s unstable sir. She’s just woken up and adrenaline is still strong in her system, and voice said as footsteps were heard approaching you. Then a light was shone on your face blinding you and you recoiled as you tried to look away from it, “Her vitals seem to be in order” another voice noted, probably the one who shone the light on you. Your breathing began to regulate and you felt something familiar about the room you were in.

“Does she remember?” the closer voice asked. “She was saying his name before we began the procedure” informed the first voice and you heard the sound of paper being turned, “She then proceeded to scream for his help as the procedure began” he said, and you could hear some form of remorse in the man’s voice. “Interesting” was all the other man replied, sounding very uninterested, “Speak to the soldier and ask why he hesitated to kill her” he commanded and the light left you and you were able to look around again. “And you” he continued.

“Yes sir” and familiar voice said. “Knock her out and take her to the hospital” the man from before said. “Of course” the third voice replied without hesitation. You looked up at him and your eyes widened as you recognized him. He noticed grimaced as though her were disgusted by you, though you were the one who would feel that way toward him but you didn’t have time to continue your thoughts as his fist connected with the side of your head as black took over your vision.


“DON’Y YOU DARE TOUCH HIM! BRING HIM BACK YOU BASTARDS! LEAVE HIM ALONE YOU SON OF A BITCH! COME BACK HERE!” you screamed as hot tears ran down your face. Natasha quickly tried to wake you up in hopes to calm you down but you thrashed at her and she was surprised that you hadn’t turned the bed at this point. Luckily Steve had hurried over to the room when he heard your screams and he looked between you and Natasha frantically but then Steve grabbed your shoulders and shook you.

“[Name]! Snap out of it! You’re safe!” he kept saying trying to calm you. You grabbed hold of his forearm and then he shouted in pain as he felt the heat from your hand burning through his jacket. That seemed to snap you out of your trance and you saw the hurt look on Steve’s face as he gripped his arm. You looked down at your hand in horror and then back at Steve, “Steve I…”

“Don’t worry about it” he reassured and gave a weak smile. You stared blankly at the wall as you went over how you had gotten in the bed. You ran a hand over you face and noticed that your cheeks were damp and you looked from Steve and Natasha, “Was I… crying?” you asked quietly. Natasha nodded, “You kept shouting like, I guess, you were trying to protect someone” she said and shrugged a little. You nodded and looked away again, “And… how did I get here?” you asked, regaining your composer. “According to Rumlow, he brought you straight to the hospital when he received the distress signal from Fury’s SUV, thinking there was no point in waiting for the ambulance” Natasha supplied, “Do you remember what happened?”

“I got a text from Fury telling me to meet him and it turned out he was being chased by at least five cars. When I finally caught up to him… there was a man standing in the middle of the street and he shot bomb at up and I went through the windshield. Everything else is a bit of a blur but I remember distracting him to help Nick get away” you finished.

“Do you remember what he looked like?” Natasha asked and leaned on the wall near your bed. “Long hair, all black clothes, goggles, and mask sort of thing and… he had a metal arm” you answered and noticed the way Natasha tensed up and exchanged a look with Steve. You sat in silence again but then you remembered something else that had been on your mind, “Is Nick alright?” you asked, your voice sounding empty. You could see a frown tugging on Natasha’s lips and that worried you.

“He’s dead, [Name]” Steve said, not bothering to sugar coat it, but you thought it was best that he hadn’t. You nodded and chewed on your lip; things were getting out of hand fast and your memory seemed to getting worse. You could barely remember fighting that man on the street, let along, how you got there. Then there were these dreams that you kept having, they kept feeling more vivid, as if they were something you were an actual part of. But your thoughts were interrupted by the door to your room opening.

“Rogers. They need you back at HQ” it was Agent Rumlow. Steve shifted his weight and looked over at Natasha who had already started to walk out of the room then down to you. He frowned when he looked down at you in the hospital bed.

Whatever had happed after you left the V.A. was affecting you, extensively. In the two years that he had known you he had never seen you cry as much as you did when he came into the room. And the way you scowled him when he grabbed your arm, it was of complete rage; and he had even thought you were going to lunge at him. This didn’t match your carefree personality at all and it worried him; even now, the way you were looking up at him, like you were begging him to stay.

“Just give me a minute” Steve answered and glanced over to Rumlow, whose jaw clenched. “They need you now” he demanded and Steve found himself not liking the way he said it. He also didn’t like the way the agent had looked at you, like he was trying to threaten you, especially when you had let out a sigh of relief when Rumlow had left the room.

Steve went over at sat in the guest chair, “Are you okay?” he worriedly. “No” you admitted quietly, “Steve… My ribs aren’t healing. I shouldn’t be here right now. And I feel soar and I bet my face is all bruised up and I feel so confused and I’m scared because I don’t know what wrong with me Steve, and I don’t like it here” you glanced around the room, “I want to go home” you said quietly, so quietly that Steve had almost missed what you had said.

“Don’t worry [Name]” Steve reassured and smiled warmly at you, “Natasha’s going to be here. And By the time I get back you’ll be running around again. Besides, have you even called Stark- er Tony and Dr. Banner? I’m sure they’ve heard what happened” Steve was relieved when he saw the realization over your face.

“Oh my god I forgot about then!” you exclaimed and reached over for the phone and started to dial frantically. “I’ll come later, alright?” Steve asked before he left the room. “Alright, see ‘ya later Stevey” you said as you waited for the call to go through.
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