Just a Little Longer
Request by: @the100-supernatural-imagines
Request: So it would be something where you’re Bucky’s sister and also a former Winter Soldier but are “normal” again and get along with all other Avengers, especially Steve. Then at the time at civil war where Bucky gets taken by shield and locked in that glass cube you do everything to free him. When Zemo talks the Russian words to Buck, they also have an effect on you and you attack him and Buck gets free. Later Sharon sees you in your state and accidentally stabs you while fighting with you. You break down and get yourself back to normal, Bucky as well as soon as he sees you on your knees. Steve and Buck then take you to a hospital where you barely survive but all your friends are with you and you get back to health again :) I really hope this is okay and I’m sorry it’s so long.
A/N: I really loved this request, brother!Bucky is everything
Warnings: swearing?, Gun shot wound, Loss of consciousness, I think that’s it??
Things were finally getting better. Granted, life was still difficult and you sometimes found yourself confused or lost, but you were getting better. You and Bucky had managed to escape Hydra and were now living in a small apartment in Bucharest together. You didn’t have much, but you had your brother and he had you. He was improving too, not as quick as you but he was remembering things. He remembered faces and places and that was something. You had a lot of faith in him.
He, however, happened to lack that faith. He saw himself as a murderer. He didn’t see the good in him that you did, he had yet to understand that it was Hydra that killed those people, not him. You knew he’d never be the same Bucky as before, but you also knew that he wasn’t the Winter Soldier either. He was a new man that had good intentions and a kind heart. He just had trouble seeing it. He also had a lot of trouble trusting people. A big reason why you often found him tagging along with you to town or wherever else you decided to go. “I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you and I wasn’t there to protect you,” his argument had always been.
You struggled with the same issues that he did. Hydra used you just as they had used him. You were also one of the many Winter Soldiers. You’d done some very bad things, some worse than others, but you knew that it wasn’t actually you who took those lives. Living with the memories of those you killed haunted you every day, just as they had Bucky. Luckily you were coping well and you were on the road to recovery.
You remembered your family and friends. You remembered your life back in the thirties and the forties. You remembered Bucky enlisting and shipping off, you remembered it all. You specifically remembered a certain boy from Brooklyn that had stole your heart without even knowing it; you also know that’s he’s been searching far and wide for Bucky, oblivious to your existence.
It made sense that he wanted to hide away from everyone. You understood he didn’t remember Steve completely, just fragmented memories that he wasn’t even sure actually occurred. You remember Steve though, and while you missed him dearly you’d hide with Bucky for as long as he needed because he was your brother, your family, and he’d always come first.
“Y/n turn on the tv, have you seen the news?” Bucky walked into your tiny living room with a anxious look on his face. You furrowed your eyebrows and did as he said. A feeling of dread washed over you as you watched what was being broadcasted.
Bucky was being framed for bombing a building and they were saying you helped him. Tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at him, “what are we gonna do, Buck? We can’t just go out there claim our innocence.” You closed your eyes and shook your head. It almost felt like the two of you weren’t meant to be free.
“We’re gonna figure this out, we just need to get out of here first.” He calmly spoke as you nodded and went to your room to grab a small bag of your things. On your way out you froze.
In the middle of your kitchen was Steve Rogers, snooping through your things. Bucky hadn’t noticed him yet and you weren’t sure what to do. So you cleared your throat and got both males’ attention. When Bucky saw him standing there he tensed and looked over at you.
"Y/n, come stand behind me.” You slowly walked passed Steve, you couldn’t believe he was standing so close to you after all these years. You didn’t realize just how much you’d missed him.
He stared at you with a hard look on his face before his eyes moved over to Bucky. “I didn’t know y/n was also with Hydra.” He stated blankly, attempting to look unaffected.
Truth was, Steve always had a tenderness in his heart for you. Being only a year younger than him, he considered you just as much a friend to him as Bucky. He even had a small crush on you back in the day, how could he not though? You were y/n. Beautiful and kind y/n who never cared about his size or how sickly he used to be. “She’s one in a million, Buck.” He’d always say to his friend with a dreamy look in his eyes.
Now you were here again, right in front of him as beautiful as ever and you didn’t seem afraid. In fact, you seemed almost happy to see him. Maybe he was getting his hopes up and imagining things but you didn’t seem as concerned about his presence as Bucky seemed to be.
"She’s none of your concern.” He said gruffly, pushing you behind him further. You peeked from around his arm and gave Steve a small wave. “Hi, Stevie. Long time no see,” you lightly joked. He looked at you with wide eyes, mouth agape. “Y/n? You remember me?” He asked with a lost look on his face. You shrugged with a nod, “hard to forget someone as cute as you.” He blushed and looked away as Bucky turned to glare at you. “What are you doing? Stop!”
"He’s not gonna hurt us, Bucky. Right, Steve?” You looked at him hopefully, “you’re here to help us, aren’t you?” He nodded and looked at Bucky, “there’s people after you and if you don’t trust me then you’re not gonna get away.” You looked at Bucky with pleading eyes.
"I’m not going without you, Bucky, you know that, but please don’t run. I think he’s our best option right now. I know you don’t trust him but I do, I remember him, okay?”
Bucky shook his head and looked out the window before sighing, “it always ends in a fight.”
And so you found yourself surrounded by the Avengers. Well, half of them anyway. Without a Bucky. Deep down you knew he trusted Steve, he wouldn’t have told you to go with him if he didn’t, but he didn’t trust himself, and he wanted you safe in case the people after him were to try to go after you as well.
"We have to find him, Steve. He’s not going to be able to take them all on his own. I refuse to abandon him, he’s my brother.” You stared at him as you stood in a meeting room with several sets of eyes on you.
"He’s my brother too, y/n. We’re gonna get him, I promise.” He stood and walked over to you, grabbing you into a hug. You saw everyone leave out of the corner of your eye and sighed as you rested your head against Steve’s chest. “You were the first person I remembered. Well, the first person I remembered and believed were real.” You admitted as you wrapped your arms around his waist.
"Yeah? What’d you remember about me?” He asked, rubbing a hand up your back soothingly. You laughed as you thought of the memory, “that time Bucky made you get on that ride at Coney Island and you threw up.” You felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled, “he was such a jerk.” You giggled as you nod, “he still is. There’s traces of him that shine through every now and again. A few weeks ago I fell asleep on the couch and I woke up to him drawing on my face. It didn’t fade for days, I was so mad.” He laughed out loud at that.
"I remember when me and him would both draw on you when I stayed the night. You would go days without speaking to us sometimes.” He reminisced, you frowned, not recalling those times. “I don’t always remember things. A lot of things I do but sometimes I realize there’s gaps and I don’t know if they’ll ever be filled.” He nodded and looked down.
"Do you think Bucky will ever be the same? I mean you practically are, right?” He asked with a hopeful look in his eyes. He’s so beautiful, you thought to yourself before lightly shaking your head.
"He’s not Bucky Barnes anymore, he’s just Bucky. He’ll never be who he was before, but he’ll also never be the Winter Soldier again either. Not consciously anyway. He remembers what he did to those people, so do I. We just cope differently. I have come to terms with what’s happened and I’ve accepted that it wasn’t my fault. Bucky hasn’t. So no, he’s not the easy going, flirty, goofy, outgoing guy that he was before. The things he’s been put through have hardened him and have weakened his trust in people. But he’s still got the kindest heart in the world. His goal now is to only do right by everyone. He’s a good man, Steve, he just doesn’t know it yet.” You explained, suddenly regretting your decision to not stay with him. You were supposed to have each other’s backs.
Before either of you could say anything else, Clint came into the room with Sam tagging along beside him. Both of the men had serious looks on their faces as they approached the two of you, “We have word on Bucky…he’s been captured.” Sam says, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. You gasped and looked sharply at Steve who seemed to be thinking of what his next move would be.
"Was it Hydra? Who has him?” His tone changed, no longer were you standing beside sweet, vulnerable Steve who was just reminiscing on better times with you. Now you were looking at Captain Rogers, and you’d be lying if you said he didn’t look super hot when he turned into soldier Steve. You couldn’t help but get distracted by him.
"It’s Shield.” Clint said as he grabbed his bow and arrow, “do we need to suit up, Cap?” Steve looked at you and you nodded. “I’m going with or without you guys, he needs me.” You grabbed your things and made your way out of the room.
"Y/n you’re also being framed for this, you’re either going to get arrested or worse, killed, if you walk back into that city in plain view.” Steve argued, gently pulling you back by your shoulder. You shrugged him off and glared, “I know that, Steve. I know what I’m walking into but I’ll be damned if I just sit here and watch as my brother takes all the blame for something he didn’t even do. They’re saying he killed a king for god’s sake! He can’t go through this alone. I won’t let him.” He looked at you before letting out a sigh and nodding. “I just want you to be careful, okay? No funny business.” He pointed at you, rolling your eyes you nodded. “I’ve been hiding for the majority of my life, Steve, I’ll be fine.”
You may have been a little over confident in your ability to handle situations that involved fighting. Since you’d escaped Hydra, you hadn’t had to fight anyone or go on any missions. This was the first time in your, mostly sane, state of mind that you willingly walked into the fight. Well, not yet anyway, you were currently in front of Bucky’s containment cube trying to figure out how to free him.
Bucky saw you and his eyes widened, “what are you doing?!” He mouthed watching as you were messing with the door to the cell. You put your finger to your lips as you heard someone approaching, quickly running to the side of the glass to hide.
A man came around the corner and you strained to hear what he was saying. In an effort to understand his words you scooted closer, “Longing.” You heard him murmur, feeling your eye twitch. Why did that sound familiar? “Rusted…Furnace.” You froze leaning against the wall, your mind beginning to go blank. “Y/n? What’s going on?” You heard Steve’s voice come through the comm, you couldn’t get yourself to speak though. “Daybreak. Seventeen. Benign.” You eyes glazed over as you stared ahead of you. Mind completely blank. “Nine. Homecoming. One. Freight Car.” “Soldier?” “Ready to comply,” you whispered, clenching your fists. The next few words went unheard as the man spoke to Bucky, but you managed to catch the end of his assignment. “Attack.”
You ran from around the corner as Bucky struggled to break from his confinements. Seeing the man, the only thought that crossed your mind was to attack. Grabbing your knife from its holder you threw it at him and watched as it sunk into his shoulder. “Y/n! What are you doing? What’s going on?” Steve demanded as he heard your heavy breathing. Taking the comm out of your ear you crushed it with your boot as you stood over the man on the floor, holding his arm. You pull your gun from its holster and raise it, ready to kill him. As your finger hovers over the trigger, a force knocks you over and a punch is landed on your jaw.
A blonde woman stands as you grab her leg and pull her down, pinning her with your arm on her throat. You don’t know when it happened but the sound of a gun shot sounded through the room and you felt an agonizing pain spread through your body.
You closed your eyes, feeling your head start to clear. You looked around, realizing you were just brainwashed, the words still affected you. You looked down and gasped seeing your entire front blood soaked. You began to feel light headed as you looked at the woman standing above you still holding her gun. You held your hands up and bowed your head. “I’m not gonna hurt you.” You whispered as you heard a roar from the glass case.
Bucky was punching the glass trying to escape as he frantically looked at you. “Y/n!!!!!” He roared as he finally broke through, immediately running over to you and laying your head in his lap.
"You’re okay, it’s gonna be fine.” He whispered, kissing your forehead and smoothing your hair back. Your eyes kept closing, slowing drifting away from reality. “Bucky! What happened?!” Steve’s voice came through, sounding panicked.
"Oh my god, y/n!” You felt his hand put pressure on your wound as he looked around the room, making sure the coast was clear. “Bucky I’m gonna lift her up ok? I need to get her on the jet so we can get her back to Bruce.” He spoke gently, Bucky looked up at him helplessly as he clung to your limp body, “She needs me, though. I have to stay with her.” He whispered hoarsely feeling tears well in his eyes. Steve looked down at you and felt his chest tighten.
"Y/n? Doll, you need to stay awake for me ok? I need to see those eyes, sweetheart.” He coo’d slowly grabbing you out of Bucky’s grasp. As he turned he noticed Sharon still standing there, “I’m going to need you to get us out of here without a fuss. These people are innocent.” He kept walking as he spoke, Bucky trailing beside him, doing his best to prevent the bleeding as you tried with all you had to keep your eyes open.
You didn’t hear her response but when your eyes opened again you were in the jet with Bucky and Steve both hovering over you. “She’s lost too much blood. She’s been in an out of consciousness for the past five minutes, I don’t know what to do.” You felt someone kiss the back of your hand as they held it tightly.
“I need you to hold on for me just a little bit longer, baby. Please hang on for me.” Steve whispered as he watched your chest rise and fall with your labored breathing. You managed to open your eyes long enough to catch his, causing him to give you a weak smile before you blacked out again.
"I owe you a date, I think, y/n. You’re not allowed to leave me without one, you hear me? I’ve waited seventy years for you and now that you’re here I refuse for things to end this way. I refuse to let you leave me before I get the chance to tell you that I love you. I loved you before I joined the army and I love you now, I’ll love you even after I die. So you gotta pull through this because I want to go dancing with you and I want to take you out and I want you to be okay. Please just be okay.” He said through gritted teeth as the tears he was trying to hold back finally streamed down his cheeks.
Bucky sat across from him on the other side of you, listening to what he said. He rubbed his eyes and blinked the the never ending tears away.
"She loves you too, you know.” He muttered, watching you. He cleared his throat before looking over to Steve, “everyday since we escaped Hydra she either has a memory come to her of you or she tells me stories about our lives before Hydra, before the war. She’s missed you, I can tell.” He nodded, “I miss you too, I think. I remember some things, small stuff but it’s happy memories and I always wish I was wherever those memories take place.” Bucky sadly smiled as he looked down at you again.
"She’s all I have. Don’t hurt her, I need her.” He said feeling his throat close up at the thought of losing you. “We’ve been through so much. We’ve done so many missions, all of them were so dangerous and it just doesn’t seem fair that this is how it might end. Her trying to save me. It should’ve been the other way around, she’s good. She deserves a happy life, it’s not fair. It should be me bleeding out, fighting for my life right now, anyone but her, never her.” He ground out as silent sobs wracked through his body. “Don’t leave me alone, y/n. I don’t wanna be alone.” He whispered against her arm as he leaned his head against it.
"She’s gonna be alright, Buck. She has to be.” Steve prayed that the jet would get you back to the compound in time for Bruce to save you.
When you opened your eyes again you were in an all white room with a constant beeping noise surrounding you. A heavy weight on your right arm had caused it to go numb, and when you looked over you saw it was Bucky sleeping against it.
"Good morning!” A cheery voice came from the doorway, and when you looked up you noticed it was Sam. “Cap and robot boy haven’t left your side since you got here. He’s gonna be pissed at me for making him go shower, he wanted to be here when you woke up.” He laughed as Bucky woke himself up, looking startled.
"Y/n! You’re awake!” He exclaimed with an excited grin before gently hugging you. “I was so worried about you, oh my god.”
"I’m okay, Buck. I can take a bullet, I thought you knew that. Figured you would’ve had a little more faith in me.” You joked, wincing as your laughing hurt your stomach.
As he started to reply, the door crashed open and an out of breath Steve stumbled through, holding flowers.
"I ran as soon as Friday told me you were showing signs of waking up! I’m sorry I wasn’t in here!” He spoke in a rushed voice looking extremely anxious. You lightly laughed as Bucky snickered at how distraught he looked. Steve finally noticed him and stood taller, giving him a nod he greeted him, “Hey, Buck.” Bucky raised his hand in a small wave, “Steve…I guess you have some talking to do so I’m gonna step out for a bit. You call me if you need anything, okay?” He leaned down and kissed your forehead, leaving you confused as he patted Steve’s shoulder on his way out.
Steve looked at you for a long time without saying anything, causing you to blush. "You nearly gave me a heart attack, you know.” He said coming around to sit beside you. Sighing deeply you nodded your head with an apologetic look.
"I thought I could do it, you know? All those years spent as an assassin and you’d think that I would have been able to pull that off. I got so caught up in needing to save Bucky that I didn’t think about my own safety as much as I should have…I’m still triggered by the words, just like Bucky.” You spoke, blushing as he grabbed your hand into his, much larger, one.
“I know, Sharon told me…do you remember anything from the jet? Anything me or Buck said to you?” He questioned, looking extremely nervous. You thought back to what you last remembered…passing out with Steve begging you to hold on.
“You wanted me to keep my eyes open, to hang on…why?” He shifted closer to you, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. “I begged you to be okay because I couldn’t stand the idea of never getting my chance with you.” He began, holding up a finger when you opened your mouth to speak.
“I’ve loved you for a very long time, y/n Barnes. Before I was a soldier, when I was just a stupid kid from Brooklyn, I had my shot with you but I was too scared to ever ask you. I didn’t want to ruin my chance of still being your friend because I was terrified of not having you in my life. So I waited, then I got deployed and I just always thought you met someone, that you started a life with a man that wasn’t me. It killed me to think about but it was a good motivator to keep doing what I was doing…my biggest priority at the time was to make sure you were safe. That’s all I wanted. But here we are now, 7 decades later, and I feel like I’m getting my second chance with you. So, if you’ll have me, I’d like to be the man you need now, y/n. I wanna be somebody you can rely on and turn to, I want to protect you and love you, I promise not to leave you this time. I promise to be a man that you can count on. What do you say, doll? Wanna go dancing?” He smiled as you bit back the tears threatening to fall from your eyes.
“Steven Grant Rogers you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask me that.”