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On the quin jet, the rest of the team sat unaware of the attack on their home.

"You look happy to be here." Tony teased as he stood next to Steve, staring out the front of the jet. He had been thinking about this morning, and all he wanted was to be back in his bed with his girl. Shaking the thought out of his head, he reminded himself he was on a mission.

"Thrilled." He quipped back, earning him a slight chuckle.

"You'll be home in no time." The pat on his shoulder was all he got after that before Tony moved to wander to the back of the jet. Probably to bother Bruce more.

Continuing his gaze, Steve couldn't help but feel the anxiety build in his chest as he thought of Athena. Pushing it down, he focused on the mission and remembered that she was with Bucky. Both of them very capable of keeping the other safe and happy.

Back at the tower, the pair tried their best to do the first.

"Run!" Athena screamed at Bucky, who was limping after her. They were swarmed by 30 men who flooded their floor; the first wave was slaughtered on sight by the pair. Weapons were picked up by the deadly mates who watched each other back fiercely.

Bucky, though had been clipped in the leg trying to stand in the way of Athena. The bullets were not regular; they weren't bullets at all on closer inspection. Tiny needles were attached to the end of the pee size vials that seemed to empty something into the victim.

"They're trying to sedate me," His response was tight; he was scared.

Dropping back, Athena lifted his arm and went under it to support his limp side.

"They're gonna have to try harder than that." She would be brave for both of them.

The stairs were in their line of sight, but the door slammed open, revealing five men who wasted no time raining down sedatives on the pair.

Bucky didn't think as he threw himself over Athena and took the Brunt of the blast. She caught his limp body but fell to the floor with a grunt as his body fell over her.

Their words were stopped by tongues filled with cement, and the only expression shown was the terror the pair shared in their eyes.

"I bet you thought you would get away." The man standing at the door was one of Bucky's old handlers. He went by Hanson and made it his mission to torment Bucky when he was under his control.

Grabbing Bucky by the Arms, he was dragged towards the stairs and lifted by the waiting men. Athena stared after them unmoving, but her mind was screaming and screaming. The tingling in her arms began to start as she slowly began to gain feeling back in her body.

"I have a message for your Captain if you live," Hanson said with a grin as he grabbed a knife from his belt and knelt over Athena. Lifting it in the air, he slammed it down into her stomach. She couldn't even grunt as the pain shot through her abdomen. "Come and take him."

With that, he stood and left after the men who carried Bucky down to the ground floor.

Bucky screamed and screamed. No sound left him, and he didn't move a single inch. The only thing that could move was his eyes.

"Load him in the van." Hanson was rushing them as he looked around. He cursed loudly when he noticed a small group of guards finally taking notice of the intruders. Before the three men could call out, they were shot, this time with real bullets. "Come on! We have to get out of here before they find the bodies."

The smirk he sent Bucky boiled his blood as he could do nothing but stare while he was thrown in a seat. They wrapped straps around his legs, chest, and forehead. One of the guards gave him a nice slap in the face knowing the soldier could do nothing but glare.

It only took about four minutes, but in that time, an ear-splitting roar was heard. Athena's system really did work faster than either his or Steve's.

Hanson grabbed one of the motorcycles that waited by the van and moved it to the side.

"Seems like your little soulmate may be a bit more trouble than we need." Grabbing a large gun from his waist, he waited by the door they had exited out of minutes before. "I'll take care of her and catch up." He called to the group, who didn't hesitate to leave him.

The van peeled out as the steel doors slammed open, revealing Athena, panting with murder written across her features. She was hunting, and this vile trash stood in her way.

The man didn't get a chance to spit out whatever snarky one-liner he had prepared before the blonde overtook him. She ripped into his face with her hands. His scream only lasted a moment before his life was snuffed out.

"Fuck," one of the men whispered as the van crew stared at their mauled leader. Athena dropped the body and mounted the motorcycle. Revving it once, she shot after them.

The five motorcycles circling the van peeled off to stop the raging woman, but with each mile that they ate up, she proved just how much of a threat she was.

Athena had a one-track mind as she threw herself off her bike and onto the last hydra agent that desperately tried to keep the cycle righted as she tore into his back with her hands. With a roar, Athena gripped the man's spine in her hand and threw him off the bike. Her hands were slippery as she grabbed for the throttle, but she gained control.

Bucky watched it with a front row seat as grenades were unloaded from belts and tossed out the windows. Six of them peppered the ground, bouncing towards her bike, and she could do nothing as the blasts caught her.

The cry he heard seared his brain, just like the image of her rolling across the cracked pavement.

He shouldn't have been so shocked to see her push herself off the ground and start to sprint after the van. The piece of hope he had been clinging to was shattered when the bullets began ripping through her; she didn't stop. She limped and fell. But she didn't stop.

"Bucky!" He'd never heard someone say his name like that. The war cry that followed had him clinching his eyes shut tight as he slipped into the deepest part of his subconscious and prepared for the hell ahead.

"I'll find you! I swear!" She screamed as she watched the tail lights leave her vision and felt tears begin to well. Falling to her knees, she wept; the pain of the bullets was nothing compared to the shattering of her heart. She dragged herself across the ground, letting out a cry that shook the trees.

That wasn't where Steve found her. Craters in the ground, blood soaking in puddles, but still nothing. Following the pools of blood another mile, though, he saw her.

He couldn't shake the relief that flooded him at her still moving; they hadn't taken her.

She was shaking and pale. The sobs racking her body as she limped forward were all the answers he needed. He didn't need to ask. They had gotten away and taken Bucky with them.

"Athena!" He called her name, but she didn't turn, just pushed on. "Athena, stop!"

"I can't," her voice was so horse and full of hopelessness. "I can't stop."

She crumbled as her legs gave out, finally collapsing. He felt his heart sink as she growled out a frustrated sob. She tried to stand again, but her knees barely held for a moment before she was again on the ground.

"Thea, please!"

"We have to get him back," the hysterics began seeping into her tone. "we have to keep moving."

"We will." He said while he crouched in front of her to take in her injuries before lifting her in his arms. She screamed and tried to flail in his hold when he began moving back towards where she had come.

"Stop! Steve, please!" He ignored her please to stop as he held back tears. She shouted things he wished he could forget as he dragged her into the back of the jet. She was scratching, crying, and fighting. He muscled her into a seat and grabbed each side of her face.

"Thea, please, I need you to stop!" She shook him off and pushed his chest, so he was out of her space. The super soldier made his mind up as he turned his back to her for a moment.

"He's scared! He's scared!" She was hyperventilating as she shook her head back and forth while her lips trembled. Steve walked back to her and grabbed the side of her face while pressing his forehead to hers.

"I can't help him if I'm worried about you bleeding out. You're not healing." Everything he said fell on deaf ears. Athena could care less if she died long as Bucky was returned safely.

"I should have been faster,"

"Athena!"

"-or or done som-Ah!"

Steve dropped the needle from his hand and pressed his lips to her forehead, so he didn't have to see the look of betrayal across her bloodied face.

"I'm sorry." He said it again and again into her hair as the special anesthetic kicked in. It was made to help heal her wounds, but it also had a powerful sedative to make the process quicker. Bruce said it would last an hour, two at most, when he had made it the last time Athena had gotten injured badly.

He hoped she would forgive him once she woke up.

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