Doll - Winter Soldier Fanfic

Thirty Five

"Bucky would never kill my parents!" You spat at him.

He smiled and pulled something from behind his back, it was an old red journal with a black star on it.

He waved it in your face,"This, my darling, is a handwritten guide on how to control your boyfriend."

You stiffened.

"No!" You yelled,"No please no. You can't do that to him!"

"I have the book. I can do what I want. And for now, I want revenge."

Bucky

I called for a private plane before I reached the airport.

I had no time to waste.

If he's hurt her I swear to god I will break his goddamn neck.

She's probably so scared.

I can imagine her shaking and crying.

I wish I could hold her and make all of this go away.

I sighed as the taxi pulled into the airport I threw him some money and rushed up to the small plane.

After a few minutes we took off.

I didn't know where to find her.

The punk on the phone didn't say anything.

I'd have to go home first. Look for anything they may have left behind.

I frustratedly ran my hand through my hair.

I can't lose her.

She's everything to me.

My angel. My princess. My perfect little doll.

I need her.

I love her more than anything.

I groaned angrily and looked out of the window at the water below.

I took out my phone and flipped through the pictures.

Many of them were of her.

I would snap them quickly, she rarely would notice.

She was so beautiful.

Other pictures were of us together. She called them selfies.

I laughed to myself.

I hope she's okay.

I can't go a day without her.

I need her.

By the time the plane landed it was already the next day.

I got off the plane and took a cab back home and rushed inside.

Everything looked normal.

I headed to the bedroom.

There was a lamp knocked over but besides that everything was in its place.

I scratched my head.

What do I do?

Penny

Alexander 'graciously' moved you from the chair and cuffed you to the bedhead instead.

He switched on the television and left.

You rolled your eyes at his odd hospitality.

All you could think of was Bucky.

You hadn't gotten past fighting the trigger words.

If anything were to happen he'd be screwed.

He was a trained soldier made to stop at nothing until he finished his mission.

In this case the mission being the murder of your parents.

You sat in the bed thinking of Bucky.

You didn't want him to come find you, but you knew he would.

He didn't know what would happen when he did.

Alexander would be waiting for him once he arrived.

You lightly sobbed trying to think of any and every way to stop this from happening.

If you got in the way Bucky might hurt you but you had to try.

Bucky would never forgive himself if he killed your parents.

He would leave again. You knew he would. And you'd rather be dead than live without him.

Bucky

The phone rang around 7am as I paced the bedroom.

This is where she last was.

I quickly slammed the phone to my ear answering the call.

"Buck. Where are you?"

It was Steve.

You sighed.

"Someone has Penny."

Steve shifted around. "What?"

"Someone took her. She called yesterday told me not to come but she was attacked and this guy came over the phone...I.. I don't know what to do Steve."

He sighed and I heard more movement.

"I'm coming."

"I can't bring anyone. He'll hurt her."

"Not if we do it right. I'm coming Buck. I care about her too. Plus it could be a trap to get you there. We need to be smart about this." He paused and spoke to someone he was with."My plane is landing in D.C right now. I'll come over and we can sort through this."

"Alright." I finally caved. "Thanks Steve."

"We'll find her." He said before hanging up.

I paced the room some more looking for anything.

Anything that would lead me to my doll.

A while later there was a knock at the door and Steve entered. He had a key.

He walked into the bedroom.

"Everything looks to be in place." Steve sighed. "Did he say anything about where he may be?"

I shook my head,"All he said is he wanted to bring me to my knees."

His brows furrowed,"That sounds personal." He grabbed his phone out of his pocket. "I'll call Natasha and see if she can find anyone who wasn't revenge for something either you or Penny has done."

I nearly rolled my eyes,"Penelope is an angel. She wouldn't hurt a fly. No one could be mad at her."

He shrugged,"Maybe not but we've got to give it a shot." He put the phone to his ear and walked off into the other room and talked for a few minutes.

When he returned he looked sort of relieved,"Damien's father hadn't come home yesterday. He didn't even attend the funeral."

"Because he was here..why?"

"He's hurt. His son killed himself because he was heartbroken. He thinks Penny is responsible. Maybe he wants her to feel heartbroken."

"So where do we find her then?" I anxiously asked.

He shrugged,"Natasha is checking that out. But I don't know Buck. I have a bad feeling about this."

"I'm getting her back Steve." I argued.

"Maybe I should go instead."

I shook my head,"It has to be me. He'll hurt her. I can't let that happen."

He sighed,"I'll be nearby."

I nodded right as Steve's phone rang. He quickly answered it and I tried not to listen in on his conversation.

He soon hung up and shoved the phone in his pocket.

"Cmon. We might have a location."