Saviour - Avengers Fanfiction

Chapter Sixteen

Bucky and I went everywhere. Well, no, but we went quite a few places at least. The first thing he did was take me to his favorite café, for him to get coffee and for me to get a bagel and tea. We only spent a little while there, because he seemed excited to get to show me around a bit. We walked everywhere we went, because it would be useful for me to know my way around on foot, and how long it would take me to get there. He took me to a park, showing me some simple things like some rocks in the shade to chill out on, a tree he thought I should be able to climb no problem, little things like that. It was wonderful. They weren't tourist attractions, which was perfect. I really had no interest in any of those. Sure, they'd be cool to see, but how useful would that be for me?

"You know that café we just left?" He said after a bit as we continued to wander. "Mhm?" "That's my favorite place to get away, to just hide from everything." He admitted with a little smile, and I felt honored he'd show me that. I supposed he understood what being an introvert was like, and how sometimes all you want is to block out the rest of the world. "Just don't tell the rest of the team. Unless they're stalking me, they don't know about it yet." He chuckled. Well, even if they wanted to stalk him, it wouldn't work. But I still didn't know that, or why.

We kept walking for a bit, but as we passed a window something caught my eye and I stopped. "Bucky!" He glanced over, raising an eyebrow slightly. "What?" He didn't even understand what it was. I'd always heard of these, but never actually gotten the chance to visit one. "It's a kitten café! C'mon, let's go inside!" I pulled him in, a grin on my face. There were cats and kittens everywhere, and I instantly crouched down to let one sniff my hand. We could order food, but we'd just gotten some, so I just sat down. Bucky went to sit next to me, and very nearly sat on a small beige cat the same color as the couch. He laughed.

He didn't seem to want to tough them much, but he wasn't given a choice as a little black kitten crawled up onto his leg, then up his shirt to rest on his shoulder. Seeing him unsure of what to do, I reached over and gave it a little scratch between the ears. "They don't bite... Well, so long as you're gentle." The voice of the lady running it piped up.

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I didn't want to leave, but Bucky finally just stood up and left, making me jog to catch up. The next stop we hit was the library, which was huge. Much larger and more diverse than any library I was used to. I checked out a few books, which Bucky might not have minded.... If by a few I meant two or three. No.... I filled a bag. The number came to 14 books, and he made sure I was the one who had to carry it. After all, it wasn't all small books.

The last place we went was the record store. Bucky seemed to light up looking at the vinyls, while I took off to check the cd's and movies. I made a few more purchases, and seeing Bucky eyeing a Frank Sinatra vinyl, I sent him out to wait while I got it for him. Save it for his birthday, or something. It took us a little while to get back, seeing how far we'd strayed, but we did, finally. No one had even noticed we'd gone out, but I was glad. I was getting tired, and I just kind of felt like turning on Netflix and binge watching something for a few more hours. Bucky had zero intrest in my choice of entertainment, Black Butler, so he just took to his room with the one book he'd selected from the library.

I got through about six episodes before I wanted to change it up, and unlike where most people might find the news boring, I like seeing what's going on around me, so I flicked to that channel. The usual stuff, weather, traffic reports, some crime, thankfully only little stuff..... And then something that made me stop. I was confused at first, thinking they must've got something wrong, but....

"The Winter Soldier has been sighted in New York, by multiple people. Reports are coming in from all over the place, some with photos. The Hydra assassin hasn't been seen in eight years, until just a few hours ago." Pictures began to come up of the Winter Soldier, beside the fact of the reporter. "He was seen with a young girl, looking to be around fourteen to sixteen. We aren't sure what his relations to the girl are quite yet, but we pray she isn't in any danger." Bucky's cell began to ring, and when I tore my eyes away from the screen, it was Steve.

When I looked up at the screen to see a picture of myself and Bucky from today, on display, my eyes widened and then it clicked. His arm. The red star. It was the same one as the arm of the Winter Soldier. "We caution anyone who might try and confront him, he's dangerous. He's heartless, ruthless, and should not be approached. If spotted, please call the police. He must be brought to justice for his crimes."  Everything started to make sense. I'd heard of the Winter Soldier, of all the things he'd done, but I'd never once seen a picture. If I had, I might've put two and two together.

Bucky was the Winter Soldier.