The Future!Darcy Week ~ Day Five: “Taxes” and/or “Infiltration”
After ten years of being with Bucky, both he and Darcy are getting a little tired of having to suffer through the whole “Darcy’s been kidnapped by the baddie of the week routine,” but if Bucky’s called upon to infiltrate one of the last remaining HYDRA bases to get to the love of his life… well, what’s a guy to do? That’s their Tuesday evening plans, for you.
“No, seriously, boys,” Darcy looked at the black-clad gun-toting duo sitting across from her. “You two don’t seem so bad, and I really want to do you a favor here. I’m telling you the Winter Soldier is going to be coming within the next two minutes - two minutes, I promise; we have this down to a science by now - and it would really be much better for everyone concerned if you let me go so that I could just meet him on the roof.”
“Quit bluffing and shut up!” the guy in charge barked from the other side of the abandoned warehouse.
Raising her eyebrows and now feeling somehow less then unimpressed with the entire affair, Darcy sighed and shrugged, doing as told.
A minute and a half later, there was a subtle thump on the roof of the warehouse, and all eyes swung upwards. Then the two across from her looked slowly at Darcy, fear already glinting in their eyes.
She grinned at them. “I told you so.”