𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 - 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

✨Found✨

Pt. 1

Since it's taking so long for me to finish I decided to make it into multiple parts instead. Enjoy.

This story has been requested by the lovely @erincannon132

Thank you so much for the request!!

Baby - Bucky - 5 months ~ 1yr

Mommy - Reader

"Alright Avengers, we go in quietly. Once you get to the front doors if we aren't spotted you may engage. If any prisoners are found, bring them back to the jet safely. If they are a threat to us, kill them." Steve explained. I nod while getting all of my guns and knives together in their respected spots.

I stood up and walked to the front of the jet where Natasha and Clint were piloting.

"How much longer?" I ask looking out of the windshield. "About ten seconds from now." Clint responded as the jet slowly descended. I made my way to the exit and took an AR from its place on the wall making sure it's loaded. I glance at Steve with a small smile and he smiles back. We look forward as the ramp lowers. I pull the gun up and look through the sight to make sure nobody's coming.

I nod and motion to everyone the coast is clear. I jog out of the jet and hide behind a few trees occasionally glancing back to see if the team is still there.

We finally make it a few hundred feet from the base. "Two guards at the front door. Engage?" I ask through the comm. "Engage." Steve replies.

I smirk and position my gun on the tree to get a better shot, shooting them both in the head. I advance further and kick the doors open waiting for Hydra agents to come flooding through the halls but nobody came. "Uh guys? This is kinda weird. No ones coming." I say into the earpiece. "Alright, we don't know where they're at or if anyone's in there at all. Go in further and shoot anyone who gets in your way, Nat, Clint, and Tony are right behind you."

I take a deeper breath and creep in. I hold my gun up and no ones here, the place is literally empty. "We need any information we can get. Nat, Tony go get that. I'll get the prisoners." I mutter putting the gun by my side.

I stride to the back of the base and open any doors there. Nobody. I guess they vacated the place because they knew we were coming. I walk to the last cell and hear small whimpers coming from the other side.

I try to open it but it's locked. I feel really guilty for doing this but, I have to. I bust the door open with my gun sending it flying backwards hitting the wall with a huge clang. I assess my surrounding with one swift movement and see a dark haired man sitting on the floor in his boxers, clutching his head, sobbing quietly.

"Hey, hey, I'm not gonna hurt you okay? I'm Erin. I'm with the Avengers and we're going to get you out of here." I say softly. He looks up briefly before putting his head back in his knees. "Can you tell me your name?" He shakes his head. "Why not?" He looks up and I see a muzzle around his mouth. "Oh, sweetheart. We need to get you outta here." I look at the muzzle and down a little further, there's a collar around his neck and his hands are cuffed together, chained to the wall. Like a dog.

I'm fuming inside but I try not to show it so I don't scare him. "Can I take the muzzle off of you?"

He nods hesitantly and I set my gun down gently. He watches every move I make, he's scared I'll hurt him. I crouch down to his level and look down at the floor as I slowly make my way over. There's a puddle around him, his middle is soaked, he pissed himself. Poor thing, either I did that or they left him like this. I pop the muzzle off of his face and he talks to me but no words come out.