Infatuation | Bucky Barnes

Chapter Seventy Two

"Can you two please stop staring at each other? It's making me uncomfortable." Catherine asked as they sat in the plane.

Nothing. They just continued to stare.

"Look, I know you two are pissed off at each other for whatever reasons, but we need to focus." She said standing up. "And work together. Do we have a plan?"

Silence. Again.

"Great. So no plan." Bucky said annoyed, handing Catherine an earpiece.

"Cat, you need a ride?" Sam asked. Bucky rolled his eyes at him.

"You land me safely on the ground. That's it." She told him.

Sam hooked his harness to her's. They walked to the edge of the plane, glancing at the ground below. "Enjoy the ride Buck." Sam said.

"No, you can't call that." Bucky told him.

"Why not?" Sam asked. "That's what Steve called you."

"Steve knew me longer, and Steve had a plan." Bucky said.

Catherine groaned. "Just tell me the plan Sam."

Next thing she knew, she was flying through the air. She screamed an obscene amount of cuss words until her feet hit the ground. "A little warning next time?"

She could hear Bucky's grunts as well as the sound of crashing in her earpiece. She wasn't sure if she needed to be concerned or not for her husband. She heard Sam snickering as he replayed Redwing's footage. He jumped out of plane that was 200 feet in the air. Idiot. "You know Bucky, sometimes I question how you made it this far in life without dying."

"I technically died before." Bucky pointed out through the earpiece. She saw him swing at Redwing through the camera and she couldn't help but laugh. He really hated that thing. They walked into an abandoned building and she instantly had a bad feeling.

"Where's the guy?" Bucky asked referring to the overly strong guy they had seen on the footage a few days ago.

"I don't know. I think they're smuggling weapons though." Sam said as they watched Redwings surveillance.

"Well,I think you could be right. But there's only one way to find out." Bucky said.

"The path looks clear, we should be good to go." Catherine observed.

"Woah you two. We're not assassins." Sam told them.

They both froze. Technically they were former assassins. Although, it was term they tried not to use. "I'll see you inside or not." Bucky said and began to walk, Catherine following suit.

"Hey, come on, man. I'm just messing with you. Come back." Sam said.

"So, do we have a plan at least?" Catherine asked as they walked through the building.

"Do you remember that mission in Canada where you acted like a deranged drunk person?" Bucky asked.

"And you snuck up behind them while I distracted them?"

"Yep. That's what I'm thinking."

"Look at you two. You're literally relationship goals." They heard Sam say in the earpieces. "A little time in Wakanda and you come out White Panther."

Catherine couldn't help but chuckle at the nickname.

"It's actually White wolf." Bucky corrected him. "All right. We're inside." She could easily make out two people loading crates into the back of a truck. Two people. It seemed easy enough to contain them.