Castaway's *Bucky x Reader*

Part 3

Rhodes kept his blasters and guns aimed towards you all. Bucky was the shoved to the ground and arrested, he didn't even fight back, so you did. "Stop, leave him alone! He didn't do anything!" You protested. "Y/n, if I were you, I would stop talking." Rhodes warned you and you gave him a slight glare and stayed silent. Then Sam came walking from the rubble with a gun aimed at him. "I'm sorry you got pulled into this, Sam." Steve sighed. "Don't worry man, I always have your back." Sam was one of the most loyal people you know. He was so trustworthy and was always able to make you laugh on your crappy days.

The armed men then put you and cap in handcuffs. The man in the black suit retracted his claws and took off his mask. "King T'Challa?" You questioned. The king of Wakanda was fighting against you? You would have thought he would be helping you. Bucky was still being held to the ground; you couldn't help but feel sympathy for that man. They treated you and Steve so nicely, well as nicely as handcuffing someone can get. And they just hold him to the ground like he's an animal.

~Time skip~

Next thing you know you're being driven to Berlin in an Armed truck with Sam, Steve, and King T'Challa. On the streets there were police cars and motorbikes surrounding the vehicle you were in, leading you to a special facility. Bucky was in a separate truck; he is probably feeling so scared and lonely right now.

"So, you like cats?" Sam starts. "Sam." You roll your eyes; Sam is a great guy, but he makes jokes at the most inappropriate times. "What? Dude comes up dressed like a cat, you don't want to know more?" He adds. "Not the right time, Sam." You sigh in annoyance. Its silent for a few moments, "Your suit, is it vibranium?" Steve asks. T'Challa then talks about his suit, how the Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations and how it is passed on from warrior to warrior. And that because Bucky 'Murdered' his father he now has the suit.

"Bucky didn't kill your father, T'Challa. I may have only known Bucky for a day or so but when he said he didn't murder your father, I could see the truth in his eyes." You tried to reason with him, but he still wouldn't believe it. "Ms Stark, there is photo proof, are you telling me that the professionals who took the photo are wrong?" T'Challa questions. "Yes," you challenge," that is exactly what m saying. The rest of the trip was silent.

The truck that you were sat in, pulled into the facility. You and the other men in the truck were let out into an open factory-like building with a lot of S.H.I.E.L.D agents, you suspected. You observed your surroundings and saw Bucky. He was strapped down to a metal chair in a big glass cage. Your heart shattered into a million pieces. Bucky looked at you, no emotions on his face. You gave him a reassuring smile, and then he was taken away.

"I can't believe you. You're treating Bucky like an animal! You know he is a real human, right? The least you could do is act like it." You were pretty sure there was steam coming out from your ears. "Ms Stark, I understand that you feel sympathetic for the man, but this is simply protocol, it's to ensure that everyone is kept safe and calm." Mr Ross said. "Yeah, everyone but him." You mumbled. "What's going to happen to him?" Steve asked, referring to Bucky. "The same thing that ought to happen to you, cytological evaluation and extradition." You rolled your eyes. "I'm so sick of this." You mumbled once again.

Mr Ross and another S.H.I.E.L.D agent lead you, Steve, Sam and T'Challa into a conference room. You looked back at Bucky, and he looked you in the eyes, sadness plastered onto his face, as the doors of the evaluating room closed in front of him. As you were walking to the rooms Nat approached you and Steve. "For the record, this is what 'making matters worse' looks like." You sighed, "yeah well we weren't going to sit around and do nothing." You said sternly and started walking faster.

You walked into the office to see your dad on the phone, "consequences? You bet there will be consequences." He looked you straight in the eye. "Seriously Y/n?" You rolled your eyes, "yes seriously, he needed our help, dad." "Y/n he is dangerous, he almost killed cap for god's sake." Tony started walking towards a table. "No, the Winter Soldier almost killed him, not Bucky. They are two different people, dad." You followed him, raising your voice a little. "Whatever. But I don't want you working with capsicle or Bucky anymore." You felt your heart sink. "What!?" "Yep" Was all that Tony said. "Dad, I am a 27-year-old woman, I am fully capable to make decisions on my own, I am an adult dad, I'm not your little girl anymore, you can't control me." You blurted out. You didn't plan to get that harsh with your father, but you were in a bad mood. "Fine. But don't come running to me when he betrays you." Tony added. "Don't worry, I won't." You mumbled and plopped down onto a chair beside you and crossed your arms over your chest.