Stark's Driver ~ A Bucky Barnes Story

Chapter 6- Framed

Talia watched intently as the psychologist began to talk to Bucky, sat silently in his cage.

" Hello, Mr. Barnes. I've been sent by the United Nations to evaluate you. Do you mind if I sit? Your first name is James?" The man sat down slightly, out of frame, speaking in a calm accented voice.

Bucky remained silent, shifting in his seat.

"I'm not here to judge you. I just want to ask you a few questions. Do you know where you are, James? I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James."

"My name is Bucky." Talia smiled slightly at his words, and she noticed his eyes flickered toward one of the cameras slightly, as though he knew she was watching.

She turned away, distracted by Steve, Sam and Sharon.
"Why would the Task Force release this photo to begin with?" Steve pondered, as they looked at the zoomed in image of Bucky on the screen. "It's a good way to flush a guy out of hiding. Set off a bomb, get your picture taken. Get seven billion people looking for the Winter Soldier."

"You're saying someone framed him to find him?" Talia said, cutting off Sharon who had opened her mouth to respond. Looking slightly irritated she replied, "Yeah, but that doesn't guarantee that whoever framed him would get him. It guarantees that we would."

"Exactly." Talia frowned, the expression mirrored on Steve's face as they turned back to the interview.

"Tell me, Bucky. You've seen a great deal, haven't you?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"You fear that... if you open your mouth, the horrors might never stop. Don't worry, ...we only have to talk about one." Talia shifted uncomfortably in her seat at the man's strange words.

The lights suddenly went dark in the bunker and the footage cut out.

"Great. Come on, guys, get me eyes on Barnes. Go."
Ross cursed, shouting more orders to his men as Tony stood also, muttering something to FRIDAY.

Looking around her furtively, Sharon whispered, "Sub-level 5, east wing."
Steve and Sam immediately got up, but Talia grabbed Sam by the arm, "I've got to protect Tony, but go get him." He nodded following quickly behind Steve.

She left the office quickly, joining Tony, unfazed as panic alarms set off left right and centre.

"Please tell me you brought a suit." Natasha quipped lightly causing Tony to roll his eyes, "Sure did. It's a lovely Tom Ford, three-piece, two-button. I'm an active-duty non-combatant."

Talia just chuckled, tying up her hair and ripping her glove off, "He doesn't need a suit, he's got me."

Natasha grinned in agreement, but then Sharon ran past them, "Follow me."
Huffing Talia did, behind the two others.

They quickly reached the foyer, just at the time Bucky did. Tony tapped his wrist-control which becomes his Iron Man-glove. He zaps Bucky with a stun-burst before Bucky can shoot a guard. Tony rushes him, firing again. Bucky ducks the blast then trades blows with Tony, firing the gun. Tony has the Iron Man-glove over the barrel, blocking the bullet. He pulls the gun barrel loose but Bucky smacked him backwards.

Cursing, Talia ran over to check Tony while Sharon rushed Bucky, "Should've left it to me old man." He just groans in response.

She turned just in time to see Bucky flip Sharon head over heels.
She smashes onto a table then Natasha leaps on Bucky, legs around his neck. He slams her onto another table and grabs her throat.

"You could at least recognise me." She choked, face turning purple before a metal hand suddenly grabbed his own, twisting it as it flipped him into his back. Talia stood above him, "Choking really, you got a kink or something?" He growled, swiftly delivering a flurry of well placed punches and kicks, which she blocked efficiently, both moving rapidly.

He just managed pull back to deliver a forceful punch with his metal arm, but she caught it with her metal right.

This caused a flicker of something like recognition to pass through his eyes, that made her falter, but it quickly disappeared and he used her hesitation as an advantage to sweep her legs out from under her before turning and jumping down through the stairwell out of sight, leaving her wincing in pain on the floor.

~

The facility was in chaos, the CIA scrambling to locate Bucky and the rogue psychiatrist. She was just finishing being treated for some bruised ribs when Stark came round the corner, "How are you feeling sport?" She grinned ruefully, "Wishing you would have gotten a few more punches for me mate to be honest. What did Happy teach you, ballet? Think I need to train you up a bit more."

He smirked, "Yeah yeah whatever, listen. Ross has given me 36 hours to retrieve Barnes and Cap. I'm gonna need reinforcements."

"No way Tony, I'm not fighting my friends for you."
He just smiled a bit sadly, "I know that, I just need you to sort out the kid once I've met with him."

"Oh." She said, slightly abashed, "The swinging one, from the internet? Queens?"

"That's the one, just pick him up tomorrow morning and I'll tell you where he needs to be. For now, just rest." He ruffled her hair affectionately.
"You got it Bossman." Then he left.

Groaning she sat up, still sore, pulling out her phone to send a text to Steve. She couldn't help him with their gear, but he soon replied, telling her Sharon was sorting it. She wanted to help though, and he soon filled her in on what she could do.
She was going to Munich.