— 2015 —

📍Austria

So after this man tried to kill us all, Sam and I are being the nicest friends Captain America could ask for because while he's out there saving the world, we're on Winter Soldier duty. We've been trying to locate Bucky for a few months now and we finally have a location so we came here. Just the two of us, so the chances of us dying are... pretty high considering we're dealing with a super soldier murder machine.

"You're taking too damn long, dude." I said walking around the hotel room waiting for Sam to give me a location

"It's still searching! Oh my god" he said "Take a seat and shut the hell up, you're making me anxious."

I walked over to a window and stared at the cars outside taking a deep breath.

"Got it." Sam said after a few minutes and I quickly walked over to him

"Where is he?" I asked looking at the computer

"Some street cameras caught him three hours ago."

"Let's go." I went to my backpack and grabbed my guns

I placed them in my holster and then I grabbed my knife putting it in my pocket.

"So you got two options," Sam told me "You either drive almost 4 hours to get there or you fly with me."

"Fine, but drop me and you're dead." I pointed at him with my other knife before putting it away

"Deal." he nodded

Before I could say anything else he dragged me to the balcony and he put his arms around my waist before jumping off making me let out a scream. He opened his wings and we were fucking flying.

"Don't fucking do that again!" I held on to him tighter and wrapped my legs around him

"Such a baby" he rolled his eyes

When we got to the location close to where the cameras caught Bucky, Sam did some more digging and we found where he was staying, it was like an abandoned building, but it didn't looked quite abandoned..? But people live here.

"Are you sure you wanna go in there alone?" He asked, we were on the roof by the way

"Yeah, I'll be fine" I nodded putting on the earpiece "Besides, I need you up here in case anything happens. Just.. be prepared, he already tried to kill me once."

"Be careful."

"Always."

I took out one of my guns and I entered the building, I walked down the stairs checking each floor, each small apartment but there was no sign of Bucky. And boy, there were 40 floors in this shit.

"How are things?" Sam asked through the earpiece

"It just look like a normal apartment complex, it doesn't look like he could be here." I pressed on my earpiece so he could hear me

I went to the next floor and started looking around, but again, nothing. Everything was normal, some of the people had their doors open and again, it really looked normal.

Where the fuck is this guy?

I walked down the stairs to the next floor.

"Can we talk to the people?" I asked Sam

"You wanna ask them?"

"Well.. yeah." I shrugged getting to the next floor "I don't think Bucky has austrian features so if someone has seen him they can tell me."

He sighed. "Alright, ask."

I walked to one of the apartments that had their doors open and I knocked twice on it with one of my knuckles catching an old lady's attention.

"Hi, um.. do you speak English?" I asked

"Yes, love, what do you need?" She walked to the door

"I'm looking for someone.. I believe he lives here but I'm not sure which apartment and I was wondering if maybe you've seen him." I explained and she nodded letting me know to keep going "Uh.. he's tall and has long brown hair, down to his jaw maybe.." I pointed my jaw "And uh, he has bright, steel blue eyes, kinda broad shoulders.."

"Oh yes, the man with the cap." She said

"You know him?"

"Yes, yes, he lives downstairs." She nodded "But I don't really know the apartment number."

"That's okay, this was helpful." I said "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, dear." She smiled

I quickly made my way downstairs to the next floor and I spoke to Sam.

"So I know he lives in this floor, but I don't know where." I spoke pressing on the small earpiece

"You got a pretty good intuition, use it." He replied

I rolled my eyes. "I'll try."

Not a lot of people live here by the looks of it. I walked around and decided to ask a man that was sitting just outside his apartment and thank god I did. I walked over to the apartment that the man told me and tried opening it but it was locked so I took out one of my bobby-pins and tried picking the lock, after a few tries I got the door open so I got in. Mentally preparing myself in case this guy decides to kill me.. which most likely will happen.

I walked inside and saw that there was a mattress on the floor next to a small sofa, some empty bottles on the table and on the kitchen counter.

"I think I found it." I said to Sam

"You think?"

"This is it, yeah." I nodded walking over to the table

"Is he there?" He asked

"No, I don't think so" I said looking over at some newspapers that were there

"Be careful, Cat."

I moved the papers away and there was one of those comic books of Captain America from back in the 40s and I also saw some old pictures along with a little notepad. When I grabbed it I heard the door creaking so I quickly took one of my knifes out and turned around immediately trowing it towards the door, only for Bucky to catch it with his metal hand. But in his other hand he had a gun.

"I'm not gonna hurt you." I said to him as relaxed as possible even tho I was terrified

"Oh yeah? Then what's this?" He threw the knife in my direction causing it to be nailed on the table

"Just a precaution." I grabbed my gun in my holster

"Uh-uh." He shook his head after seeing my action

"Then put the gun down."

"You're the one trespassing." He raised an eyebrow

Well he was kinda right. But I couldn't care less.

"How'd you find me?" He asked closing the door with his foot

"Well we've been keeping an eye on you since DC." I said, my hand was still on the gun

"Why are you here?" He took a few steps closer so I took a few back

"Why don't you put the gun down so we can talk?"

"Why don't you?" He looked down at my holster

He looked back up at me, straight in the eyes, and if I was fucking nervous just by being here, you can imagine how nervous I am now that he's just feet away from me while pointing a gun at me.

"You're very defensive." I sighed

He scoffed. "Look who's talking"

"Put the gun down, Barnes."

"You first, agent."

His eyes never left mine, not even for a second. I debated with myself for a few seconds before agreeing.

"Fine." I took a deep breath and then I lifted my hands

He lowered his arm and put the gun on the back of his pants, I put the safety back on the holster

"You're scared." He said walking towards the kitchen and he left the bag he had on the counter

"Well can you blame me? Last time we saw each other you tried to kill me."

"Then why are you here?" He asked

"I'm working with Steve, I'm sure you know him." I said and he looked at me

"I don't."

"Don't lie." I scoffed "You saved his life, now why would you do that if you don't remember who he is?"

"I just felt like I had to." He replied "Some part of me knew him and I knew that." He turned around to face me "Is he okay?"

"He is." I nodded "What are you doing here?"

"Well no offense but that's none of your business, agent..?"

"Navarro." I rolled my eyes "And no offense to you but after you tried to kill us I think I'm entitled to know what may be your next move."

"There's no next move." He said "I'm just trying to figure out who I am exactly."

"We can help you."

"With all due respect, how do I know I can trust you after what happened?"

"We're the good guys here, okay?"

"Are you?" He raised an eyebrow

"We're not the ones turning people into killing machines and ordering kills everywhere." I said and he scoffed

"You sure about that?" He frowned a little "You don't look much like any ordinary agent, miss Navarro, with all due respect."

"You don't know me, Barnes." I folded my arms

"No but I think I know a killer when I see one." He nodded slowly "After all, takes one to know one, right?"

"You're very quiet, is everything okay down there?" I heard Sam's voice

"Give me a sec." I responded to him

"You didn't come alone." Bucky said "Smart."

"Listen, we wanna help you."

"Unfortunately I don't think you can."

"Look, Steve knows how I work and what I'm capable of and when I said I would find you, I meant it." I said "And I don't leave things halfway done."

"Then I guess you're gonna have to do it this one time."

"No I don't think so." I shook my head "You're coming with us whether you like it or no."

"I'm not coming with you." He said

Who does he think he's talking to?

"Why not?" I asked

"I just.. I need time." He sighed "Look, I'm not planning on killing anybody if that's what you're all worried about, that's not who I am."

"We don't know that."

"I'm telling you I won't do it." He said "Just trust me."

"Trust you?" I raised an eyebrow

"Oh the irony." He scoffed "And you want me to trust you? When you don't even trust me."

"Well no offense but given your reputation I don't think anyone would trust you."

"Steve would." He said "If you're here risking your life coming to find me, I assume it's because you're close with him because no one is that dumb to go after the Winter Soldier alone"

"I'm not alone."

"You know what I mean." He rolled his eyes

"And yeah, we're close."

"Then trust him, okay?" He said

Honestly, I could see in his eyes that he really wasn't a bad person. And I gotta say, even tho I was terrified when I saw him walking in here, I'm feeling a whole lot more calm now. He's not so bad when he's not a psychotic killer, I feel like he actually was being genuine about all this. Like he really means it and he actually doesn't mean any harm. Or at least for now. I can't believe I'm saying this but I believe him.

"I can't leave empty handed." I sighed "And I don't lie when it comes to my job so don't even think I'm gonna lie for you."

"You won't." He said

"I can't exactly just let you go."

"Well then why don't you actually try and stop me?"

"Stop you?" I scoffed "Look, I.."

"I'll help you, make it look like you actually tried to stop me if you let me go."

"I can't do that." I shook my head

"Like you haven't broken some rules before."

"It's not that, we're talking about screwing with the mission."

"I'm not going with you, miss Navarro and I think you know I'm serious."

I let out a sigh trying to think what the hell I was supposed to do now. He was serious about not coming with me and to be quite honest, I don't feel like fighting him on this, but I also don't want to go knowing that I didn't do anything to bring him.

"I want you to know that I don't do this, like, ever." I spoke "But I think I can manage to let you go if you're actually being honest about not killing anyone."

He sighed. "I don't want to kill anybody."

"For some.. dumb reason, I think I trust you." I ran my hand over my face "This is insane."

"So you're letting me go?" He asked

"I am, yes." I let out a sigh "But you gotta help me out."

"Deal." He nodded "I'll go easy on you."

"Not too easy." I rolled my eyes "Gotta make it believable."

God.. I'm in so much trouble.

He took some steps closer to me and I didn't have another choice than to pick up my gun.

He closed his fist and before he could hit me, I shot him but he blocked the bullet with his metal arm. He then grabbed me by the arm and threw me on the floor.

"Cat, is everything okay?" Sam asked, I'm assuming he heard the gunshot

"What the fuck?" I groaned and looked at Bucky

"You said you had to make it believable" he said "Well you are."

"You're crazy." I stood up from the floor and he grabbed me by the arms

He threw me to the other side of the living room and I took out my knife, he came onto me and grabbed me by the throat but I cut him in the arm.

"Ah!" He groaned and I pushed him getting him off me "That was very bold of you, you know that?"

What? I panicked.

He lifted me up by the shoulders and pressed me against a wall next to the kitchen cabinets, making me hit my head pretty hard tho. He reached his hand up and I saw him taking out a backpack from the top of the cabinets, then he. grabbed me by the shoulders pulling me away from that wall and pushing me into another one, his face was really close to mine and I was very nervous. Even tho I knew deep down he wasn't really trying to kill me this time.

"Just tell them you lost me." He said before cutting my arm with his knife

But the cut felt pretty deep. Well I can't complain, I did cut him pretty deep too.

"Ah shit." I winced pushing him away and he ran over to the balcony "Wait!"

Before I could say something else, he jumped off the balcony. I quickly made my way over there just to see him disappearing into an alley.

I can't believe I just did this. I let him go. You had one fucking job, Catalina, just the one.

And I decided to let him go. This is a first.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." I mumbled to myself "I lost him." I said to Sam as I pressed the earpiece so he could hear me

"What do you mean you lost him? Where'd he go?"

"He jumped off the balcony." I said "Ah motherf.. oh that asshole." I winced leaning on the wall

"What happened? Did you fight him?" He asked worried

"Something like that." I sighed

"Did you see where he went?"

"No, I was too busy pulling myself together." I lied walking back inside and saw that he left everything on the table "I'm coming back up, just give me a sec."

I walked over to the table and saw that the comic book and the pictures were still there. I looked around for the little notepad but I didn't find it anywhere so I guess he took it with him. I grabbed the comic book and I opened it, took the pictures and put them inside before grabbing the book and my knife and then I walked out of the place.

I walked up the stairs back to the roof and when Sam saw me, he quickly walked towards me.

"Are you okay?" He asked

"Yeah." I nodded "I found this tho." I gave the comic book to him "Look inside."

He opened it and saw the pictures. By the way, the pictures were like the ones on the museum in DC. They were of the Howling Commandos and Captain America and all of that stuff from back in the 40s.

"We gotta bring these back to Steve." He said and I nodded "How the hell did you lost him?"

"Well he's a fucking super soldier, what do you expect?" I rolled my eyes "He threw me across the room and left."

"Oh my god." He sighed

"We'll find him again, don't worry." I said "Now let's leave, my body's sore and I'm getting hungry."

"Did you talk to him?"

"Yes, I did."

"How was he acting tho?"

"I think he's going to places he has been before, that explains why he's here." I said "I think he may be remembering things with time, but maybe he's trying to jog his memory too by going to these places."

"Well makes sense, these are the same pictures that are at the museum." He looked at the pictures "And assuming he went there well then he knows pretty much how everything went down before HYDRA took him."

"Exactly." I nodded

"He needs help, Cat, he can't just go jump from one place to another trying to jog his memory."

"Technically he can, Sam, it's not illegal." I sighed

"He's probably doing things illegally."

"The man doesn't want our help, he made it clear when he threw me across the room." I rolled my eyes "Besides, I think he just needs time."

"Time? What, are you crazy?" He looked at me "Time for what?"

"To wrap his head around the fact that he's been an assassin for the last few decades." I said "All these years, they were wiping his memory and sending him on missions, the man didn't even recognized his childhood best friend, for god's sake."

"Why are you all of a sudden on his side? We're talking about a HYDRA assassin who, by the way, tried to kill all of us."

Yeah, what the fuck? Why am I on his side? He tried to fucking kill me when he appeared at SHIELD last time.

"He's not just an assassin, he's Steve's best friend."

"He was an assassin for HYDRA."

"He's a victim, Sam." I crossed my arms "Any sane person is gonna realize that."

"We don't know what he's gonna do, Cat." He said "There are probably people from HYDRA who survived, what if someone finds him?"

"I know that! Just.." I sighed

Maybe I made a mistake in letting him go.

I don't know why but something about him told me that he meant what he said. And to be honest, I do believe he was being honest, I don't usually do this but let's be real, the man has gone through some serious shit, give him a break. And Sam's right too, I mean, I see his point, he doesn't trust him completely after what happened and that's understandable. But I talked to him and I felt.. I just felt that he was being genuine about what he said.

"What?" Sam asked

"Let's just go." I ran my fingers through my hair "We need to tell Steve."

"Wait, you're bleeding." He grabbed my wrist watching the cut on my arm

"I'm fine." I said letting go

"Come on, let's go."

And just how we arrived here, we left the same way, flying. My body was a little sore actually.

Let's just hope the guys don't find out about this or else Steve is never gonna talk to me again.

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A/N:
Yes, I changed the year, I put 2015 instead of 2014, sue me lol

I'm so excited for this story broooo lmaoo I've wanted to publish it for about a year now and I finally said "fuck it" and just did it! Aaaaahh!!

See you in the next part!! <3