Hazey- Chapter 2
pairings: bucky x OC (but can be subbed for fem!reader)
a/n: thanks for reading guys :))) the fight scene will be in the next chapter, really excited to show off what Rowan can do
After some negotiations and promises that I would be kept hidden from the world, I agreed to help Cap and Bucky. I remember the horribly awkward car ride. Steve was driving, there was a dark skinned man with kind eyes in the passenger seat, his name was Sam, and Bucky and I were in the back.
“So what exactly do you do?” Sam spoke, breaking the silence and meeting my eyes in the rear-view mirror.
“Well, it’s kind of hard to explain. I can see things, visions. I can make people see things that aren’t there, or not see things that are there. I can look at someone and know everything about them. If I try hard enough I could tell you when and where you’ll die…” my voice dropped off on that dark note. Sam nodded, shifting in what I assumed was discomfort. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bucky’s eyes looking at me intently, almost like he wanted to say something, but I averted my eyes. He had yet to speak a single word to me.
We arrived in an airport parking lot in Berlin, where we met up with the rest of Steve’s team. A man with short brown hair was the first to hop out of the large white van. He eyed me suspiciously, but nodded and held out his hand.
Clint turned to look at Steve.
“Cap”, he greeted him.
“You know I wouldn’t have called if I had any other choice.”
“Hey man, you’re doing me a favor. Besides…I owe her a debt”, he replied, looking back at the woman that was stepping out of the van and walking towards us.
She looked at me warily but that emotion was soon replaced with warmth as she smiled at me.
“Thanks for having my back”, Steve addressed her.
Wanda glanced at Clint with a ghost of a smile on her face.
“It was time to get off my ass.”
Clint turned and opened the van’s side door, revealing a man with dark brown hair who had appeared to have been sleeping. He stepped out of the van, scanning Clint, and I’s faces, before his gaze landed on Steve.
“Captain America”, he said, sounding astonished.
“Mr. Lang”, Steve replied, shaking Lang’s hand.
“It’s an honor”, Lang said, shaking Steve’s hand for an awkward but humorously long amount of time. “I’m shaking your hand way too long”, he added before finally releasing Steve’s hand.
Steve explained to Lang why he was asked to join, and how if he helped, he would be wanted by the government. That last bit caught my attention. Steve promised that I would be hidden from the government, was that an empty promise? Did he only tell me that so I would help him?
No, he couldn’t have, I finally decided, silencing my doubts. I had known the man for less than 36 hours, but I knew enough about him to know that he meant what he said. That he would genuinely try to keep me a secret.
An intercom crackled to life, before a man’s voice speaking in German echoed throughout the lot.
“They’re evacuating the airport”, Bucky explained. He had kept silent during the entire transaction between the rest of us. Even then he really only looked to Steve as he spoke. If I hadn’t shut myself out from the rest of the world my entire life, maybe I would know why he seemingly only trusted Steve, why he continued to act skeptical of the other people that had also come to help him. But I knew nothing of him, or anyone else in the lot for that matter. Hell, I had been so afraid of myself for so long that I barely knew who I was.
Steve told us all to suit up, and I watched the others reach into the vehicles they came out of and grab gear and uniforms. I stood there, a bit lost. I had nothing but my mind and the oversized jacket I was wearing. The others finally emerged after about ten minutes, looking like true heroes.
Sam, who was now wearing giant metal wings, looked at my seemingly underdressed figure and smirked a little.
“That’s all you got?” he asked me.
I looked down at my worn jeans and black boots, before looking back at him, I shrugged and smiled.
“This is all I need.”