You're not very fond of Bucky Barnes. He's been brainwashed, used as a weapon, and now he's here beside you, back against the wall and a gun in his hand.

The mission to extract a fellow agent had ended up being false information, and now you and Bucky are stuck inside a HYDRA base, cornered behind a wall with no other exits beside the door adjacent to where you're sitting.

"Make a run for the door. I'll cover you," He clicks off the safety and takes a breath. "On my count. Three, two.."

You leap to your feet, sprint for the door and flinch when a bullet clicks your shoulder. But you keep moving, slamming the door once Bucky's slipped inside.

"You're hit," He looks concerned, scans the room and pulls you by the hand forward. "We have to get out of here and get your arm bandaged."

You spot a window to the side, stopping and point it out. "I'm fine, Bucky. And I think I've found our way out."

He nods, shoots the glass, and leaps out. You follow suit, hiding the ground and roll to your feet.

"Look out!" He wraps his arms around your waist, tugging you to the ground and shields your body with his as a spray of bullets pellets the ground. "You okay?" Bucky pushes off the dirt, stumbles back and holds up his metal arm just in time to prevent Steve's shield from hitting him.

"Sorry!" Steve shouts, waving his hands in the air as he rides in on a tank with Natasha driving.

Bucky holds out his hand, pulls you up and smiles lightly. "Nice work, (Y/n)."

"Like wise, Bucky." So maybe he's not so bad after all.