Chapter 8
You typed away at your computer as always, upgrading the HYDRA base in Australia. Nowadays, the upgrading was just something to pass the time- you were more waiting for Bucky.
The room was empty, with just your typing sounds filling it. There was footsteps down the corridor, and you knew it was him. Bucky.
The door clanged open, as always, and Bucky walked in. Seating himself on his bed, he just stared at you.
"Hey, Bucky." You smiled before going back to the upgrade.
Bucky looked at you as you rifled through the different upgrades you had made. "What are you doing?"
"Upgrading." You glanced up from your computer to see him still staring. "You're really creeping me out."
He shrugged and walked over to your bed to kiss you, a soft chaste one on the lips.
"I'm working." You whined as he pulled you onto his lap. "You hungry for PDA or something?"
"Not public." He whispered before kissing you roughly. You pulled away and frowned at him.
"Firstly, I told you already, I'm working, and secondly, act more macho, Buck. You're acting like my dad does with Pepper in bed."
His expression morphed slightly into one of distaste and horror as he scooted away from you.
"Have you ever watched Rocky Horror Picture Show?" You asked him. "It's the most horrible thing ever. You shouldn't ever. For some reason though, Clint loves it."
He stayed quiet, and when you opened your mouth frowned and put a hand over it. Then you could hear it.
The stomping of feet.
The cell door was slammed open, and the Captain stood there, with the Scientist and some guards.
"Take the girl. We've been too soft on her." He ordered. "And as for the asset..."
You let out a sound of protest as the guard secured your arms behind his back.
"....wipe him."
Bucky's eyes were glancing at you, then them, then at the guards.
"He hasn't been wiped for too long. He's beginning to think he's human."
He lurched violently as the guards grabbed him. The two of you were marched into the room with the dentist chair.
"And make the girl watch."
A fierce look in his eyes, he started to complain, swinging back his arm. You only realized the dryness in your mouth and how you'd been holding back your tears when a cold barrel was pressed to your head.
All commotion stopped. Bucky looked at you, then at the chair.
"Get in the chair, asset."
He got in the chair.
"Strap him up."
They did.
You started to beg, begging the Captain that you would do anything, that you would rather get brainwashed yourself, but he didn't listen. The Winter Soldier was given something to bite on.
The chair tipped back.
You started to cry.
The mechanics started working, and Bucky started screaming.
You started screaming.
The little spark in you went out.