Is It Time?
Bucky's eyes flickered open and he looked to the left, seeing just a window and some wall, he looked to the right, there was an extra bed, all made and neat and a desk.
Where was he?
This wasn't what Heaven looked like, or maybe this was Hell?
But this wasn't what Hell looked like either, well wasn't the way he imagined it.
Bucky kicked the covers off of his body, he looked down seeing that he was wearing the same clothes he was wearing when him and Abigail broke out of Ahl-Gharha's lab.
But where was she? He grunted as he remembered what he did too Ahl-Gharha. The memory hit like a tidal wave,
FLASH BACK
Bucky crept into Ahl-Gharha's room, the man was sleeping peacefully.
Bucky walked up to the foot of the bed and grabbed his foot and pulled him right off of the bed, waking him up as his head hit the concrete floor. Ahl-Gharha yelled out and looked up at Bucky.
"You wiped my memory." Bucky yelled as he raised his foot up and stepped on his chest, breaking a rib or two.
"You made me kill innocents!" He stepped on his chest again, anger made him just go over the edge.
"You tried to kill Abigail." And with that he continued to stomp on his chest, just yelling and screaming about stuff that he Ahl-Gharha made him do.
Then he stopped, realising he was dead beneath his feet, he killed yet again....
END FLASH BACK
Bucky let out a shaky moan, he wished he could have just fallen off the train and died.
But that didn't happen he was still alive and had a metal arm that he used to kill so much people that didn't deserve it, this was never what he wanted. He just wanted to live his life to the fullest and get a family.
He looked up as the door opened, he lunged instinctively and hit the person against the wall. His hand were quickly on their neck and was choking the life out of that person. His eyes flew to the person's eyes, red, brown, silver and full of fear.
Bucky's eyes widened and he pulled off of her quickly, falling back on his ass and staring at her. Again! Almost again!
Abigail got up and had one hand to her neck as she tried to catch her breath, she was on her hand and knees, breathing hard.
"Abigail, I.. I.." Bucky said, he was trying to find the words to apologize, but couldn't. He recognized that she didn't have that necklace that he saw she had last night, why would Ahl-Gharha do that? It wasn't there anymore.
Soon the woman caught her breath and she sat back on her feet, she closed her eyes for a long time then turned to Bucky. Her eyes were still the same color, but had tears in her eyes. Bucky stood up, thinking he had made her afraid of him. Then she laughed and tossed her hair behind her shoulders, "I haven't been almost choked out like that in a long time."
"What?" Bucky asked as confusion flooded him, boy this woman could be very strange. she stood up and went over to him.
She looked up at the ceiling with that funny smile still on her face, "My mask was made out of pure silver to keep the wolf in."
Bucky frowned, why was she telling him this? It's not like he really cared right about now.
"I thought that kept me in check," She said, "then when you just now started to choke me, I couldn't get the wolf out." Abigail looked at him with a sigh, "I think the wolf is afraid of you."
"Is that good or bad?" He asked, fidgeting a bit under her gaze. Then he stopped and looked up at her, "Yes, sometimes."
"If your mask was pure silver, wouldn't it burn your mouth?" Bucky asked her. She shook her head, "Not in my human forum because it wasn't completely pressed up to my mouth."
"Oh." Bucky said a bit dumbly, his stomach growled and he frowned. Bucky felt like he needed to eat, wait... what did that feel like? Then he felt as if he was going to puke, but there was nothing in his stomach to puke up, "Is there any food here?" He asked after the feeling pasted, then he looked around the room, it looked pretty empty.
(This is happening when Steve and Natasha were on the plane,)
"Oh yeah, there's food down stairs." She said as she reached over to his desk and grabbed a very small envelope thing, she opened it and pulled out a plastic thing and gave to him.
He took it hesitantly, was she handing him a microchip?
"What is this going to do?" Bucky asked, looking at the card and then at her.
Abigail laughed and he looked up at her with a frown, "Its a key to get back in your room."
"What room? And keys aren't supposed to look like this." He said as he continued to look at it. It was all white with blue dots around the edge, words in bright purple said Hotel Indigo. "Hotel Indigo?" He asked, what the hell was a 'Hotel Indigo'?
When Bucky looked up he could see that Abigail was trying not to laugh at him, why wasn't she answering him?
"Okay, okay." Abigail said as she recovered from her silent laughing.
"We are at a hotel in the modern world and we use these keys to get into our room." She said taking the key card from him and waving it around his face, finally, something clicked inside of his brain, Bucky reached up and snagged it from her, "This is your room." She said as she smiled, "We have elevators and you don't have to boil everything."
Bucky frowned and looked down at his bare feet, "Ah, hotel people don't care."
"Your better bring me some food before I eat my other arm." Bucky said as he stomach growled again, Abigail and him walked in the elevator, she put on some contacts she got from her purse.
Abigail burst out laughing once he said that, Bucky couldn't help but smile a bit at her laughing.
AFTER THEY FINISHED EATING
"I'm going to check out," Abigail said as she walked beside him, Bucky nodded. "Go to my room and get my stuff please. Room four-eight." She said as she handed him another key card, he took it.
Bucky walked away from her and went into the elevator, well, elevators are much better than stairs and he had gotten the hang of it once Abigail had showed him. Bucky was glad for the fake skin that Abigail had put on his arm, Bucky pressed number four and waited patently for the elevator to arrive at the floor, soon it open and Bucky was out.
He went first to her room, he saw that she only had a bag that had her swords sticking out of it. Bucky picked that up and checked the whole room, nothing was left.
He turned and walked out the door, shutting the door and walking to his room. Bucky walked in and found he had nothing in here, his face twitched a bit. He had nothing, it was like he was a poor person...
Nothing else to wear except for this.
Then he had an idea.
Abigail finished checking out and then went to the lobby to sit down. First, they were going to Steve's house. Or apartment, she had been there a couple of times. The first time was because she needed that gun. The second time was to apologize to him for the hole in the wall. And for breaking his rib, they needed to find Steve, she knew everything that happened. Steve needed to find his friend and so did Bucky...
Abigail jumped as something touched her shoulder. She turned and saw Bucky, wearing jeans and a white t shirt.
"Where did you get that?" She asked, last time she saw him he was wearing Pj pants and a tan colored shirt.
Abigail stood and looked down at his feet, he wore flip flops that were to small.
"Flip flops? In Virginia?" Bucky looked down, "I need clean clothes." Then he looked up, "it's warm."
"You stole it." She said with a sigh.
"He won't miss it." Bucky said as he handed her the bag, Abigail took it.
Abigail shook her head, "Okay, I know where Steve lives."
Bucky swallowed deeply at the mention of Steve's name, "He doesn't know I rescued him." he choked out, sounding like he might sob again. Abigail felt a pang of sympathy for him, but she didn't show it to him.
"Come on, I'll show you." Abigail said as she walked out of the hotel.
Bucky frowned, "How do you know where he lives?"
"I needed something from him." Abigail said.
"And he gave it to you?" Bucky asked curious about what happened between them.
"More or less, he kinda killed me." She said as if it was no big deal, Bucky thought it was probably no big to her.
"How?" He asked as he shuffled in his flip flops, these things were small.
"Pushed me out of the building.." Abigail was silent for a few minutes, "I broke his rib in the process. I think he's okay... but that was two weeks ago so he must be healed." Abigail added with a shrug.
"Two days ago," Bucky said, he was hesitant to ask this question, "The building you were looking at was- was it Steve's?" The woman nodded, "Yes I wanted to tell him that I was sorry for breaking his rib."
"What happened to your necklace?"
"'Ahl-Gharha' ripped it off, I didn't really need it." She said although her voice sounded like she missed it.
"What did it mean?" Boy, he was talking a lot.
"It doesn't matter." She said with a sigh.
The man just nodded, he knew when to talk and when not, although he couldn't help but push it.
Soon enough they arrived at the apartment building that Steve lived in. Abigail had strapped her swords onto her back when she walked in, Bucky pulled off the fake skin on his arm and tossed it away.
"Hey can I help you with anything?" The man behind the desk asked. Bucky just glared at him with piercing blue eyes, almost as if he was on a mission.
"Third floor, apartment 306." Abigail said as the two walked up the steps. Something was nagging at the back of Bucky's mind, what Steve didn't want to see him? What if he took this the wrong way? A bunch of questions filled his mind, before he could answer any of them or turn around, the two arrived at the apartment and Abigail was knocking on the door.
No one answered, she frowned and knocked louder. Then she looked out the window at the end of the hall, "It's like only ten o'clock. How mach sleep does a super soldier need?"
Bucky sighed and rubbed his head with the metal arm, "More than you think." He muttered under his breath, remembering how much Steve used to sleep, "Here move." Bucky said as he moved her out of the way.
"What are you doing?" He heard Abigail say. Bucky raised his foot up and kicked the door handle, breaking it and some of the door on contact.
"Do you really think he'll like you barging in on him?" Abigail asked lowly, Bucky heard it and he didn't care. Although she was right, who wanted their best friend that tried to kill them, to come right through their front door?
Bucky didn't care, he needed to find Steve.
Bucky went in and looked around, the place was spotless and looked like he had just packed up and left. Bucky motioned for Abigail to go check it out, "Be careful." He warned before walking away his metal arm ready for almost anything.
Abigail searched the whole apartment, even the attic, but she left the room that she thought as Steve's room alone.
The werewolf dropped down from the attic and looked around for Bucky, he was standing in the kitchen, his face emotionless.
"Maybe, maybe the fat guy down stairs saw where he went." Abigail offered him, he nodded. Then walked past her, Bucky towered over her by five inches. It made her feel small, and which she was. Bucky quickly made his way down the stairs with Abigail trailing him, he stepped down fiercely the last step and made his way over to the man. Bucky put his metal arm on the desk while glaring at him, "Where is the man that lived in apartment 306."
"You-you mean St-Steve Rogers?" The man asked, he was trembling in fear with both of them staring right at him. Bucky had no patience for this man, he went over to Abigail and reached into the bag, pulling out the pistol and pointing it at his face. He started to yell in angry Russian, "Лучше скажи мне, где он ИЛИ Да поможет мне Бог, я взорвет ваши мозги на всем протяжении стены!"
The man's mouth just opened and closed, he had no idea what Bucky was saying, neither did Abigail. She went over to Bucky and pulled the gun away from him, he just looked at her and walked away over to the far wall.
Abigail kept her eyes on Bucky for a little bit, then turned back to the male, "Listen, we just need to find him. He's our friend.."
"Okay," the fat guy said with a small nod, "he is in New York."
"Нью-Йорк, он в Нью-Йорке!" Abigail heard Bucky mutter, she turned to look at him. Bucky strode across the room and grabbed one of Abigail's swords and pulled it out. He grabbed the man's arm and pinned it on the desk as anger continued to build up in him, "Where in New York? You better tell me or else I'll oтрезать палец прочь и сделать вы едите его." Abigail went over and took the sword from Bucky, he was about ready to cut the man's finger off when she took it.
"I-I don't know! He just said that the Avengers need him!" Bucky turned away from the desk and walked out. Abigail didn't know what to say to the man, so she just hurried out with Bucky. She hoped that the man wouldn't call the police, it was the last thing they needed.
Bucky was about ready to step in the busy street when she grabbed him and pulled him away from the road, "How are we going to get to New York when we don't have a car or a plane?" Bucky yelled in distress at her, his eyes wild, broken and distressed.
Abigail smiled slowly and cunningly, ignoring the look Bucky was giving her, "I know a guy with planes."
"Well that's great that you know him, but it's not like he's going to let us take one." Bucky said as his eyes were getting wilder by the second.
"Wow, you are really getting the hang of sarcasm." Abigail said with a smile. He frowned at her, his body posture telling her he wasn't joking, "Oh... well he owes me one so I can use his planes if I wanted."
Bucky just narrowed his eyes at Abigail.
(Now time has caught up and Bucky and Abigail are like almost in New York now )
IN NEW YORK
Steve made his way over to Tony, pushing past all the random people that crowded the dance floor, "Why are we here?" He asked, but the music drowned out his voice.
"WHAT?!" Tony yelled loudly as he turned back to Steve. Steve frowned and grabbed Tony under his arm and started to drag him over to the stage, his anger was threatening to boil over, but he forced himself to stay calm.
Steve walked up the stairs with Tony protesting about it, he ignored him.
The super soldier tossed Tony down on the floor, "Tell them the party's over." Steve yelled over the music.
"Why? Everyone's havin' a good time." The billionaire genius said as he stood up.
"Now." Steve growled, his anger was ready to boil over. He dropped his other bags and pulled out his shield.
"Fine," he grumbled as he went over to the microphone and turned it on, "Okay, everyone get out. Cap's orders. NOW!" Tony yelled loudly as the music stopped, bear bottles were dropped and everyone started to get in Tony's elevator and going down the stairs.
"Jarvis, make sure everyone gets out." Tony said with a slightly slurr to his voice.
After everyone left, Natasha and Clint sat down on the couch and started to talk to each other.
Steve still stood by Tony as he got another drink, "How many drinks have you had?" Steve asked as his arms crossed and he glared at Tony.
"Too many to count." Tony said matter-of-factly, as he looked at Steve, "Since we are all here, we can do what ever you want."
Tony said as he walked away, Thor and Bruce were still missing, but that didn't seem to bother Tony. Steve's mind wonder away as his thoughts turned to Peggy and then to Bucky, "Bucky." He said out loud, Tony turned and gave him a confused face, "Whatie?" He asked.
"Tony, your trinkets can locate anyone right?" Steve asked as he uncrossed his arms, his anger dissolved into hope at finding his best friend, he went over to Tony, "Yeah I guess." He said with a shrug.
"Then help me find my best friend." Steve said, he wasn't going to waste his time partying, he wasn't even going to give Tony a lecture about using the Avenger call.
"Finnneee." Tony said with a loud groan, he could be a real ass sometimes.
Tony turned to a shape in the shadows, "Go out and wait for my signal and who to find." The shape darted out of the shadows and disappears down the stairs.
"Okay come on." Tony said as Steve followed him into a room, Steve sighed, "Are you sure this will work?"
"Ninety nine percent sure." He replied, Tony sat down with his drink still in hand.
"What's his name?"
"Bucky Barnes." Steve replied. Tony looked at him like he had three eyes, or that was a face of disbelief, "His corpse is buried beneath a bunch of snow and probably just bones by now in German, England or whatever."
"Just do it." Steve said. Tony did and his mouth dropped open when he saw Bucky sneaking around an alley with a girl beside him.
Steve recognized her almost immediately, "No.." He said.
The thing that Tony had sent out was creeping close to them, the only way the two could see, was through a security camera that Tony hacked into.
"Who is that?" Steve asked pointing to the shape, it kinda looked like Tony's suit.
Tony just smile,
"That my friend, is Ultron."