The Bucky Blues

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You sat at the back of the restaurant with your laptop, waiting for a hit on the database. Sipping your tea and finishing off your food. The place started to cleared out,so it was a lot quieter now. You just so happened to look up from your screen. Your eyes widen. You couldn't believe what you saw. It was Bucky. He kept his head down. He had on a dark hood and a hat but you knew for a fact it was him. The waitress was seating him not so far from you. You immediately start to panic.
He smiled at her while she handed him the menu. A fake smile but a smile nonetheless. You knew you had to play this right. Approach him wrong and you could fuck everything up.
"Can I get you anything else?" asked one of the other waitresses.
"Water please and pie?" you replied as you close your laptop. packing it away.

The plan(that you just made up on the spot) was to wait for him to finish then follow him. find out where he's staying. and that's as far as you got. You had to make sure he doesn't see you because though you hate to admit it, he was dangerous and probably had no idea who you are.
The waitress brought you the water and a slice of pie. You sat there watching and waiting. You never even touched the water or the pie.

 He flagged down the waitress and got the check, you did the same. He got up and made his way for the door. So did you. You trailed him from a safe distance. He kept at a steady pace. He had no idea you were following him. He turned a corner and so did you. Soon you were coming up on an apartment building. It looked run down. Definitely not a place someone would live.  He goes inside and though your gut told you not to follow him, you shortly went in after him anyways. A part of you wanted to just turn around and leave but you knew that you couldn't. You walked up the stairs, cautiously. it was dead silent in there. When you got to the second floor you thought you heard something so you stop. Suddenly a cat come out of nowhere like a bat out of hell knocking over cans and various pieces of trash lying around. The hallway was dimly lit so it was hard to see to the other side. There were empty apartments on both sides of the wall. Some had door, some didn't. He led you right into his trap and you willingly let it happen. All of a sudden you heard footsteps coming from behind you. It's definitely more than one person. Suddenly you were grabbed by the arm and pulled into the nearest run down apartment with no door.
Bucky had you up against the wall with his hand over your mouth. You hear people speaking but you couldn't make out anything. Was it shield? Hydra, maybe? Then it all clicked. It wasn't you he was leading in to a trap, it was those guys. You weren't the only one looking for him of course. 

He kept his body extremely close to yours, hoping they just walk past and not come in. You hear them chatting on their walkies claiming the perimeter is clear. When you finally heard them in the distance he took his hand off your mouth. You let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding. He took a step back.

"That was close. Than-" was all you were able to get out before he slammed you back up against the wall. 

"Who are you, and why were you following me?" he said in an oddly calm tone. You didn't say anything. It's not like, 'Oh hey I'm the dame you love all those years ago. I'm here to bring you home' was gonna roll right off tongue that easily. You just looked at him hoping he'd remember. At that moment a few stun grenade come flying through the window. He quickly grabs you and you both attempt to run across the hall to the other apartment. You could hear the footsteps coming towards you, too many to count. "stay behind me" he said but he didn't have a weapon. You pull out one your guns and give it to him. You grab the other one on your ankle. You could tell he had questions but this wasn't the time to ask. It was just you and him versus whoever those people were. Going out in a blaze of glory with your love by your side didn't sound like too bad of a way to go. You only wished he remembered. 

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