Coffee Beans And Bullets.

☆《 Extra Whip? 》☆

Sam set the man down on the chair, He used rubbing alcohol. Bucky hissed at the sting sensation through his body.

"I'll take you back to my place but I need to grab a few things."

-- 3rd pov -- swearing -- Violence -- Gore》

Sam finished wrapping Bucky up, he helped him up and they left out the back door.

Red and Blue light could be seen over the hidden building. Bucky felt his heart raise to his throat.

"Oh no. What have I done."

He asked if he started to pick up his pace following Sam.

--

The two men entered the small apartment.

"Take a seat Bucky, I have to grab a few things."

Bucky looked around Sam's kitchen. His eyes rested on a photo, Sam and another man stood next to each other. Both had army gear on. Sam walked out of his room.

"We have to leave this state." Bucky frowned.

He looked at his phone, the alerts had him and Sam's face on them.

'Murder on the run with a local coffee saloon manger as Hostage'

"Why?"

"Because the news already has my face, I've been framed. They think you're a Hostage!"

"Why would they think that, you did it out of self defense."

"I killed somebody. They're going to arrest me without thinking twice! Especially because of the two older gentlemen."

Sam looked at the floor out of defeat.

"Well I'll pack us a 2 day bag. I have some friends who could give us places to stay."

"Thank you Sam, but you don't have to come with me."

"If I don't come with they're more likely not to think twice."

--

Sam's apartment door was knocked on.

"Police, open up!"

Sam froze, Bucky's eyes went wide. They held two bags on their backs.

"We can escape through the fire escape." Sam whispered he opened the window.

"Police, open up before we open it for you!"

Sam nodded at Bucky, They both climbed to the roof. The building had cop cars around it. The ladder echoed quietly over the sirens.

On top of the Build Bucky looked over the building's side.

"We can make that jump." He said.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

Bucky took a couple of large steps back, he started to run and jumped off the edge. He landed rolling up on his feet so He wouldn't sprain anything with the force.

Sam swallowed harshly He ran towards the edge, He dove into a small summer-salt.

"Where to?"

"We just have to get far enough out of town to hitchhike."

--

The pair of men ran through a thick feild, a truck stop laid at the other side.

"We could hitchhike under one of those trucks."

"We could but how?"

"Two hammocks."

"We don't have those."

"But we do!." Bucky slung his bag over pointing at the hammock attached to his bag.

"I think you left these on by accident."

Sam flipped his bag off looking at his hammock.

"Fuck I did."

"Well we better start, because that truck looks ready to leave soon."