Parallels『𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜』

Chapter Twelve ♡

Buck stood over the defenceless body of Captain America. You watched over the door, because guards would definitely check here first. Alive. Buck turned and opened the window widely. The plan was for you to go down the outside, using a rope. Then for the body to be thrown down in a bag, and then for Buck to leave using the front exit while you hid in a back alley.

So as you attached the rope to the inside wall, Buck's hesitance to do anything was kinda annoying you. "Okay," you said, "You have the body bag, and um I guess I'll see you after,"

You stood on the windowsill, before crouching down. It was actually a beautiful view, such a beautiful view. You couldn't remember the last time you had seen a city lit up in all its glory. Some part of you wished that this hadn't of been the way you had first seen it, crouching from a windowsill about to steal the body of 'America's hero'. You wished Buck had brought you here one day when you were free from hydra, and you had both sat on a rooftop and watched the city for hours on end just because you could. But you would never get that.

Without another second thought, you made sure the rope was still tied tightly to your belt and then jumped from the windowsill. It was only a few seconds until you met the ground, and you stood under the window.

A few seconds later a body bag came flying down from the window. You almost snickered at the weirdness of the situation, but quickly caught the body bag before gently dropping it on the ground. You dragged it behind an alleyway before sitting crossed legs on the floor.

Buck came round the corner not long after, and you then went over the rest of the plan. You would change back into your regular clothes, before heading back to get the car. You would stop before the alleyway, and Buck and you would swap seats before turning the other way and driving back to headquarters and turning Captain America in. Alive.

So when you arrived back with the car, you were surprised to see just Buck stood shadily on the corner. You almost flew out the car, "What the fuck?" you silently screamed, "Buck, where is the body?"

He opened the car door and sat inside, leaving you looking gormless on the side of the road. You reopened Buck's car door, crossing your arms. "I said, where is the body?" you asked, more angrily. You felt so flustered and Buck watched as you gradually got more and more red. Never had either of you failed a mission, and you had no idea what would happen if you turned up without the body of Captain America alive.

"I put it back," Buck spoke tonelessly, "Now get in the car let's go, why are we hanging around here?"

You laughed pathetically, "Because this is where the body is?" sarcasm dripped from your voice, "Buck please, what did you do?"

"No,"

"What?"

He closed the door, signalling for you to get in. You climbed in the car and slammed the door closed, he pressed the gas but you used the steering wheel to turn the front of the car into the alleyway. "Tell me where the body is or I'll slit your throat and throw you in the dumpster,"

Buck scoffed, "I put it back," your heart almost stopped, and you couldn't even splutter out any words. "This is wrong, I know that. I will not do it,"

You threw your head back against the seat with a sigh, "Buck,"

"No y/n come on," he said quietly, "it's not fair to me, I have to give my best friend to the people that caused me uncountable years of pain and torture." his voice broke, and it took your heart with it. Buck had a clear memory, which meant the brain wiping stuff was wearing off. He remembered something.

You sighed again, "okay," Buck looked at you with teary eyes. His hopeful glance was what swayed your opinion. "Drive, just, okay let's go,"

"Really?"

Buck didn't wait for an answer, as he quickly reversed the car and before you knew it you were miles away from the building. Both of you in silence.

"Are you scared?" you whispered.

Buck looked at you, then back at the road. "You have no idea how scared," he responded, taking your hand in his. "But we're gonna be okay, I promise you that."

Only problem with that was, people had a tendency to break their promises. Especially their promises to you.

So when you returned to the Hydra Headquarters you found your mind wandering to why exactly you'd driven back and not just run. Abandon everything on the side of the road and make a break for it. Despite you making the suggestion many times during the journey, Buck shot it down everytime. Making the very valid point that they would usually find some of the world's most wanted assassins.

When you went back into the hell you had been imprisoned in, your heart was beating a thousand times a minute. Buck had a stronger grip on your hand, and the two of you were closer together. But there were no guards or agents. Nothing.

What is this? You thought to yourself. It felt like some kind of trap. The cell you usually were kept in, the door was locked and closed. You looked through the frosted glass.

There was another person inside there.

What the fuck?

And then the realisation hit. "This is a trap," you turned to Buck, "They're gonna kill us, we have to go,"

"What,"

A loud bang, the sound of a gun being fired rang out across the silence. It was too late for you or Buck to do anything but stand there. The bullet landed in your arm, the force almost pushing you over. Everything felt slow, but as you removed the hand covering your arm covered in blood your face fell.

"We weren't supposed to get Captain America," Buck spoke for you in realisation, "The mission was supposed to kill us,"

Your bloody hands were shaking as you tried to stop the bleeding but to no avail. You were just standing in a pool of blood. "We're supposed to be dead," you whispered, a mixture of shock and fear on your face.

Authors Note: sorry this took so long, I really do apologise. I have so much going on, with my mock exams starting Monday and stuff. But I hope this chapter was okay, and I won't be too long in updating this cliffhanger. 💖