Requested by the lovely Team-Captain-America, hope you love it girl, and thanks for being my first requested one shot! Enjoy :) x 

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FLASHBACK

"James Buchanan Barnes," the supposed 'celebrant' spoke, clearing his throat mockingly as he straightened his posture, sticking his chest out proudly. You watched as Bucky's crystal blue eyes left you and set on the figure standing beside you both as soon as the man's stance shifted. Bucky's head shook slightly in disagreement to warn the 'celebrant' to conclude future disobedient actions from occurring. You chuckled quietly at Bucky's serious glare toward the man, finding it absolutely adorable how he was taking this special occasion quite seriously.

You now turned your attention to the man standing beside you both, his dark lips pulled up into a cheeky smirk. No wonder no one could take Nick Fury seriously unless it was about an Avengers mission, he couldn't even hold a marriage celebration without snickering at the 'young love' nonsense that yourself and Bucky held in your lives.

You could see in Bucky's hard complexion that he was mentally cursing himself for even considering to ask Nick Fury to pass on your marriage. You lent forward slightly and jabbed your fiancé in the side, bringing his bright eyes back on you. You gave Bucky a reassuring glance, making him focus all of his undivided attention to you, which made it extremely hard for the ex-assassin to look away as he took in your features. He watched admiringly as his eyes raked your body up and down, slowly passing over the curves of your hips covered by shimmering white material. He was so infatuated with your appearance, once his eyes travelled to your face, he was met with your questioning facial appearance.

"Bucky?" Fury's loud bellowed, "stop perving on your soon-to-be wife and answer the question please." The room erupted in soft laughter as you brought your hand up to cover your mouth, laughing quietly yourself.

"S-Sorry, Fury," Bucky said, his face turning the colour of beetroot red. He cleared his throat and focused his attention to the man beside you both. "What was the question may I ask?"

Fury rolled his eyes as he sighed, "I asked if you would take Kylie to be your wife?"

It was at this instant that his focus flickered back to you, his eyes softening at the beaming smile you showed on your flawless complexion.

He said the next words softly, his love simmering through in the sentence, "a million times, I do."

You repeated the same when asked and Bucky abruptly embraced you, his lips pressed to yours passionately. The hall erupted in excitement as the people inside, including your family, friends and the Avengers squad celebrated your first kiss as a newly wedded couple.

You witnessed an overjoyed Steve Rogers standing beside Bucky, his smile beaming as his 'best man', and Natasha standing beside you, wiping a stray tear away as your 'maid of honour'.

This was the best day of your life, but you would have never imagined that the man you had married that day would try to kill you in the little time of your growing relationship.

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PRESENT DAY

The dull sense of loss smothered the air of the artillery room, the only sound was the clicking of guns you refilled with bullets as you prepared for your own self allocated mission.

You couldn't erase the last mission you were sent on with the Avengers from your mind, the mission that brought back all of your worries that you wished would never occur again.

HYDRA captured Bucky, and you couldn't do anything about it.

Its been weeks since you've seen your husband, and you cant comprehend the pain he's going through. You had tried several times to save him, but was stopped by the ally that you had brought with you, saying it was too dangerous to resume.

That's why you planned to go after him yourself. You couldn't bare to let his pain go on further, so the only solution was that you would bring him back yourself, no matter what the cost will result in.

As you shoved the guns into the holster on your hip, a voice brought you out of your plans.

"Kylie?"

You turned toward the voice behind you, only to be faced with the worried look of your most trusted ally and friend, Natasha.

"Nat," you breathed, running your clammy hands down the material of your jeans.

"You know I'm not letting you go after him, right?" she said calmly, her arms crossed over her chest and eyebrows raised.

You sighed in frustration. You loved your friend, but god, she was so stubborn. "He's my husband, Nat. Of course I'm going after him."

You walked toward the woman in her sleek, black uniform. In an attempt to walk past her, she gripped your shoulder firmly making you stop abruptly in your place.

"Kylie, please," she said quietly, "I don't want to stop you, but HYDRA is a force to be reckoned with," Natasha turned toward you then, her green eyes softening, "You could get yourself killed,"

You felt fresh tears burn the back of your throat as you stared at the Black Widow in defiance. You quickly swallowed the pain as you tried to calm your shuddering body stance. "How could you do this to me?" you whispered, "you were the maid of honour at our wedding for god sake-"

"I know Kyls, but trust me, this is hurting. But we cant see you go too," she looked down, composing herself.

"We need you," she spoke softly, before looking to you again, her eyes glassy with newfound tears, "I need you Kylie,"

You let a stray tear fall down your cheek, before you quickly wiped it away with your shaking hand. You sniffed before slightly shoving past Natasha's grip, which she let fall helplessly from your shoulder.

"I need him, Nat. And I'm going after him,"

To your surprise, she nodded after pausing for a moment to recollect herself. "Let me help you then, you stubborn bastard," she snickered.

You rolled your eyes mockingly as you walked toward the door, only to be pulled back by Natasha again. Her harsh pull sent you kneeling to the floor next to her, her eyes scanning the open perimeter outside.

"Natasha I thought you were helping me-"

"Quiet," she hissed, her eyes locked on the door that was left slightly ajar. Confusion flowed through your senses as she brought her walkie-talkie on her shoulder to her red lips.

"Cap, what the hell is going on?" she hissed into the microphone.

As you listened carefully, you jumped at the high pitched sound of glass shattering against the floor and screams erupting the Avengers tower. What the hell?! You thought, before you looked over to Natasha once again.

"Nat," you hissed, shaking her slightly frozen stance. "I would like to know what the hell is happening right now!"

Natasha placed her microphone slowly back to her shoulder, before looking at you helplessly.

"Bucky's in the tower," she gulped.

Your eyes widened with shock. You opened your mouth to speak, only to be met with breathlessness. As you struggled to collect the short information just given to you, you finally managed to speak, "Has he killed anyone?"

"Not that I know of," Natasha said, "HYDRA must have wiped him again, brainwashing him into thinking we're the enemy once more," she swiftly swiped a gun out of your holster, leaving you with only one on your left hip.

"Whoa," you stopped her immediately, "you're not going to shoot him, are you?"

Natasha smirked, "only if he shoots me first," she turned toward your serious face, your eyebrow also raised. "I'm only joking Kylie, but Cap says we need to protect you,"

"Me?" you questioned, "I know we're married, but I'm not a priority,"

"Oh yes you are," she mumbled, "HYDRA definitely would've rummaged through his memories and found you. They would have ordered Bucky to kill you to show his respect to the HYDRA facility."

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Natasha led the way down the hall, cautiously looking around blind corners for the assassin you called your husband. Your mind was running aimlessly as you tried to focus on anything but the sounds nearing the two of you ever so closely.

What if Bucky was too far gone? You thought. It was clear that HYDRA wouldn't hold back this time, they wouldn't make the same mistake twice. They would've made sure that every aspect of his memories was erased before sending him out into the world again, wouldn't they? You knew deep down that they would've arranged him to eliminate the only source of his past that he continually could hold on to, to bring him back to the present.

You.

By doing this, HYDRA would have their most elite and most powerful creation right back in their fingertips, a puppet they could control as he tried to reclaim his life helplessly. The thought made you sick with rage.

"Kylie," you heard Natasha speak quietly, but firm, bringing you out of your thoughts instantly. Your eyes snapped toward your ally in front of you, holding the gun firmly in her outstretched arms.

"Run," she hissed. But your feet felt as if they were glued to the floor. You're eyes widened with astonishment as you met the strong figure of a man standing in front of Natasha, but his eyes never left yours.

Bucky.

But it wasn't your Bucky. When HYDRA reclaimed your husband, they re-muffled him with the same mask he occupied when he created his role as 'The Winter Soldier'. He seemed almost unrecognisable as his usually bright blue eyes had turned storm grey, obvious evidence that he was put through hell and back to be where he is right now. Your heart sunk as you imagined his constraints and his numerous attempts to escape, to come back to you, only to be caught and wiped once more.

"Kylie," Natasha warned, her voice laced with seriousness. "Now," she managed to spit through gritted teeth.

With all of your strength, you quickly turned and ran as fast as you could in the opposite direction of your lover and ally.

As soon as you moved, so did Bucky. In a swift and seemingly easy motion, he fought with a struggling Natasha as she attempted to disarm the assassin. As you heard little struggle, you came to the conclusion that Bucky had disarmed her.

Sneaking a look behind you, you discovered Natasha laying unconscious

on the floor, and Bucky only seconds behind you. Usually Natasha would be a force to be reckoned with when it came to 'The Winter Soldier', but in the weeks Bucky had been absent from the Avengers squad, HYDRA would have successfully trained him to be stronger, therefore unbeatable.

You attempted to sprint around a corner, before your husband finally reached you. He gripped your shoulders painfully as he spun you around to face him, only to find him kicking your feet out from underneath you.

You hit the ground beneath you sharply, the wind instantly leaving your body as you struggled to regain your lost breath. But your advanced set of skills dodged an incoming metal fist, aiming right for your face and left his indent in the floor beside your head.

You flung your body back up off the ground, mentally thanking yourself for training with Natasha for so many years.

"Bucky, baby. It's me," you said breathlessly as you dodged yet another swing of his metal fist, only just brushing past you this time. You heard him muffle something in Russian, but his words were constrained by his mask covering his familiar lips.

"James Buchanan Barnes, my husband," you said through gritted teeth as you blocked his kick, only for him to receive a kick in the chest from you, sending him stumbling backward.

In the blink of an eye, you were thrown against the cool marble wall, both of your hands pinned above your head as Bucky restrained you in place. With your unsuccessful attempts at escaping, and his grip on your wrists becoming tighter, you came to the conclusion of the only result necessary.

Without thinking twice, you head butted your husband severely in the forehead, his grip on your wrists finally loosening as you regained your starry consciousness. Bringing your hands up to your forehead, a lump almost instantly began to emerge. You winced at the newfound bruise, before directing all your attention back to the assassin who controlled your husbands conscious.

Without thinking, you immediately ripped the mask from the soldiers face, earning a look of confusion from his features. Before he could intervene and lash out at you once more, you threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing your lips hungrily to his.

The soldier froze in the beginning, his stance solid and unwavering, and you began to doubt if your plan would work. But in a short moment of recollection, Bucky Barnes returned the favour.

Your lips moved against each others in an amount that left you breathless as his fingers clutched on to your clothing, gripping you tightly as if you were to fall from his grasp once more. Your hands moved to his hair as you tangled your fingers in his thick locks, your body craving every inch of the man you have loved for so long. You smiled into the kiss as you realised your Bucky had come back to you, and you were relieved.

With maximal effort, you pulled away from the solider, you heart racing as you tried to regain your lost breath. "Bucky?"

The solider opened his eyes, his lips slightly swollen with the power of the kiss. "Kylie, baby," he whispered as he pulled you in for an embrace.

Tears fell from your eyes as relief washed over you. It was him, your Bucky, and no way in hell were you going to let him go again.

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You lay sprawled comfortably on the couch of the Avengers tower, watching the television with an exhausted Bucky Barnes wrapped around your figure. You both had stayed like this for a while now, both consuming each others warmth and appearance, as if you were both terrified if you lost touch, that you would lose each other again.

You smiled as Bucky pressed yet another kiss on your temple, but you couldn't help but let your regret show through your complexion.

"Kylie?" Bucky pouted, "wrongs wrong doll?"

You sighed, tears brimming your eyes as you looked down, not capable of looking your husband in the eye.

"I'm so sorry," you whispered. "I should've rescued you earlier, but there was nothing I could do." You sniffed, before he placed his finger underneath your chin, pulling your face up to meet his.

"Hey," he hushed, "please don't blame yourself, I came back to you. You're stuck with me now, babe,"

You tried your hardest to give Bucky a small smile, before speaking once more, "Do you know how hard it is to watch the love of your life suffer, and theres nothing you can do about it?"

Bucky's expression softened, his thumb wiping away stray tears that fell down your face. "Kylie, you are my wife. And you did everything in your power to save me, and look what happened," he pressed his lips to your forehead, mumbling softly against your skin, "I came back, and if it wasn't for you, I would probably still be with HYDRA as the Winter Soldier, so I owe my life to you. You're the strongest, most beautiful woman I know, and I know how you put your loved ones first. So I know you tried your hardest to save me,"

You smiled at the sound of his soothing voice, he really did know how to make you feel better. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his face down to meet yours, "I love you," you whispered.

He grinned before speaking, "I love you, Mrs. Barnes,", and pulled you into a kiss.

You both stayed like this for a moment longer, before the sound of the remaining Avengers entered the room.

"Oh for christ's sake, get a room you two!" Natasha groaned, before Bucky pulled away from your lips and threw a pillow at the redhead you called your dearest friend.

"Quiet, we're in the middle of something here!" Bucky said before rolling his eyes, "Now," he cleared his throat, "Where were we?"

You laughed softly before raising your eyebrow at him mockingly, "I think you were kissing your awesome wife?"

Bucky laughed before pulling you in tightly, his mouth only centimetres from yours, "Let's resume then, shall we?"

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Hello my lovelies!

I am honestly hating on school rn, it is legitimately taking over my life, as my mother quotes "do you even have a social life?" thx mum xxxx

Anyways, THANKS FOR 2K READS OMFG! I swear I mentioned in my last one shot that I had 1K, now I have 2K?!?!?! 

This means so much to me guys, and I know i'm not extremely active, but I swear when my school is finished (4 months to go weeheee) I'll have SOOO much time for you guys it will be ridiculous, you's may get sick of me lol. 

And thanks for being my first request Team-Captain-America !! Its not my best one shot, but I hope you liked it xx (and congrats on 2K, nearly 3K now! So exciting to see how far you've come!! and you killed me with feels for this one shot omg!!)

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