Wanted

"Just picture them all in their underwear... Yes, even 'hairy, middle-aged Augustus Gloop' on the end there" Tony said into Anna's ear as they stood in front of a swarm of cameras.
Anna covered her face for a moment as she tried to compose her impending laughing fit, giving Tony a playful nudge as she gathered herself back up and kept smiling.
"I said in their underwear - not nude!" he teased,
"I can't help it - Augustus is really doing it for me, should I go ask him out?" she teased back, Tony shooting her an absolutely mortified look.
"I knew we'd have to have the 'boy' talk sooner or later..." he said, rolling his eyes before an usher in a suit got their attention.

"Mr Stark, Miss Pierce... If you'd like to step this way please, it's time to go in"

 "Thanks buddy" Tony nodded casually with a smile, their usher doing his best to remain professional and not get star struck, "Anna Banana?" he added cheekily, Anna raising her brows at him
"Don't make me hurt you..." she scolded playfully, Tony letting out a laugh at the thought.
"Come on, let's head in" he said, nodding towards the building entrance.
"But I never got Augustus's number!"
"March. Now, Missy..."

Anna looped her arm through Tony's, holding the chiffon bottom half of her navy gown up as they navigated the big stone stairway. She had a 'yay' moment to herself when she didn't go ass-up in front of everyone, Tony shooting her a smile as they made their way across the foyer.
They were led to a huge doorway, the sounds of a live jazz band pouring out from the ballroom, covering their own versions of current popular music. A grin formed over Anna's face as they were welcomed in and shown to their table, Bucky looking up from his seat beside Steve and Sharon in time to give her a huge smile.
"Hey" Tony smiled, everyone getting up from their seats to greet them.
"Turn around, Anna - let's see that dress!" Sharon said excitedly, Anna pulling her hair over one shoulder as she turned, giving a shy smile as she did.
"Stunnnning!" she gushed, everyone agreeing,
"Oh - coming from you!" Anna countered, trying to get the attention off herself as quickly as possible, "Anyone want a drink, I'm heading over to the bar" she added,
"Honey, they'll come and take your order - you don't have to do a thing!" Tony chuckled
"It's fine, I need to walk off some of this adrenaline" she chuckled, holding her hand out so he could see it was shaking, "I'll be back in a sec"
"I'll go with you - I'm empty" Bucky said, quickly finishing what was in his glass, "sure you guys don't want one?" he asked glancing at Steve.
"Nah we're good, thanks Buck"

He stood up, heading over to Anna trying to look as casual as possible as he put his arm out for her to loop hers though.
"Shall we?" he asked, making her giggle
"We shall" she nodded with a smile, Bucky letting out an amused snort.

"You look absolutely gorgeous" he whispered into her ear as they crossed the room
"Aw thank you - you don't look so bad yourself, Barnes" She said back with a wink, "you're gonna be fightin' em off all night in that all black suit"
"I doubt that very much" he chuckled shyly as they stopped at the bar.
"Don't you dare pretend you don't know how cute you are" she scolded under her breath, watching his cheeks dust pink "ha, haaa - made ya blush..."
"I'll make you-"

"What can I get for you, sir?" came the voice of the bartender, unwittingly cutting him off, Bucky glancing over at Anna.
"Uh, I'll take a Manhattan please" she said with a polite smile,
"Double Jack, straight up for me, thanks" Bucky said after a moment of thought as he pulled out his wallet.
"Oh, sir - the drinks are already paid for" the bartender explained as he pulled the bottles he needed out, Anna smiling at Bucky, completely endeared with his intention to pay.

"Humor me" Bucky asked, "Please - even if it goes straight in the tip jar"

The bartender cleared his throat, awkwardly yet obligingly taking the couple of notes Bucky had handed to him.
 "You didn't have to do that!" Anna whispered into his ear, her hand on his shoulder.
"How often do I get to treat my girl?"
"You literally sent me flowers yesterday"
"They were from a fan?" He tried, Anna raising her brows, giving him a knowing look, "...You worked out they were from me, huh?"
"Wasn't half obvious... You're so cute" Anna chuckled, shaking her head, "and the next round's on me "
"I don't think so"
"You have a real thing about girls paying, don't you?"
"I know it's not the forties anymore, but I'M from the forties..." he explained as a glass was set in front of her, "let a guy feel good about himself, okay?"
"Okay... Fine" she said, relenting as she pulled the cherry from her drink and pulled it from its stem with her teeth.

"Aaand one double Jack, straight up" came the voice behind the bar as another glass was set down in front of Bucky.
"Thank you!" they both smiled at the same time, picking their drinks up and heading back to the table.
"Think I could steal you for a dance later?" Bucky asked
"It'd be rude if you didn't!"


The night wore on, much like they thought it would. Anna put her best foot forward as she was introduced around the room, engaging in polite small talk with more people than she cared to count... Bucky had rescued her at one stage for a lively spin on the dance floor, Tony cutting in halfway through the second song much to the delight of the event photographers.
There were more cocktails and canapés, not to mention more interviews, photos, and all the usual garb involved in such a big important event.


"My god I'm exhausted..." she whispered to Bucky, plonking herself down on the empty chair beside him with a glass of water in hand, "hide me - please..." she begged, Bucky letting out a chuckle.
"Everyone'd notice if you weren't here - who'd giggle at their jokes?"
"Oh crap, how many cocktails did I have!? I'm not messy or anything am I?" she asked, suddenly worried.
"Not at all" he assured her, "Tipsy - sure, but not drunk... It's actually very cute"
"That's not making me feel better" she scolded, a grin creeping out despite herself which Bucky returned, "And I thought you said you'd kidnap me away on request - that's twice now you've turned me down!" she added, Bucky letting out a hearty laugh, "oh the rejection..."
"Well you always ask me at terrible times"
"Is there ever a GOOD time to kidnap someone?" she asked, Bucky nodding and opening his mouth to speak, "-maybe don't answer that..." she very quickly added, both of them laughing again.
"I don't think we'll be here for too much longer anyway, after the speeches we can pretty much bail" Bucky assured her, Anna letting out a sigh of relief as she smiled at him, "We could check out that hot-tub in your room when we get back?"
"There's a hot tub in my room?"
"Yep, and I'm pretty sure I still owe you a massage, too..."
"Aaaand now I'm officially counting the minutes" she giggled, Bucky nodding in agreement

"May I?" came a voice behind them, Anna startling when a hand dropped down in front of her.

They both looked up into the sparkling blue eyes of Captain America himself, Steve Rogers. Anna let out a sigh of relief and smiled, taking his hand and letting him pull her to her feet.
"You're not seriously gonna dance with everyone and leave me out are you?" he asked, mock-stern, "I thought we were friends?"
"What are you talking about, I've been waiting here for you to come and ask me all night!" she sassed, Steve chuckling as he gestured at the dance floor, putting his elbow out for her to loop an arm through.
"You two go have fun!" Bucky grinned, Anna shielding her face so she could discretely blow him a kiss when Steve turned his back.



Bucky smiled watching Steve and Anna dance. The sight of his best friend and best girl getting along so well filled him with a happiness that he didn't know existed until recent weeks... The pair of them laughed their asses off as Steve spun her - badly, Bucky laughing along with them from his seat at the table.
The song was a over fairly quickly, Steve dramatically finishing their dance with a big dip, pulling Anna in for a tight hug afterward, both of them still laughing as they wandered off toward the bar.

Minutes later, Steve returned to the table alone, Bucky shifting in his seat.
"Where's Anna?" he asked as casually as he could.
"Oh, just gone for some water and to freshen up, she'll be back in a few minutes" Steve smiled, reaching for the canapés plate that'd been left on their table, "she's a great girl, Buck" he added, giving a knowing look that made Bucky uncomfortable.
"Yeah, she is..."
"It's good seeing you both so happy"
"Uh, thanks..." Bucky said, casually reaching to take something from the plate, "likewise"

Steve finished his bite, still giving that friendly smile before glancing over both shoulders and leaning over to Bucky.
"Is it serious?" he asked discretely, Bucky almost spitting out his food,
"What?"
"You and Anna..." he whispered,
"-I don't know what you're-"
"Bucky..."

Bucky let out a long breath, not wanting to say a word, Steve reading everything from his expression to his body language clear as day.
"It is, huh?"
"Yeah" Bucky relented, begrudgingly... "How'd you, uh...?"
"I've had my suspicions for a while"
"So she didn't...?"
"Nope, not a word"
"We haven't told anyone, we were going to after all this" Bucky admitted, gesturing around the room with a single finger, Steve sighing as he shook his head.
"You know Tony's gonna hit the roof, right?" Steve asked, Bucky nodding.
"Ooooh yeah..."

"...So how long's it been?"
"A month tomorrow"
"So not just a fling, huh?"
"Nope" Bucky said, looking up at Steve again, "definitely not just a fling..."

"Well..." Steve started after a pause, "you never did do things by halves, did ya pal?"
"I guess not" Bucky said, the two of them exchanging a smile, Steve reaching out to pat him fondly on the shoulder,
"Well, if you guys are happy, then I'm happy for ya, Buck... I really am"
 


Anna checked her reflection in the mirror as she dried her hands, both surprised and relieved that her makeup had stayed put, and her hair was still flowing the way it was supposed to.

Steve knows about Bucky and I.... He SO knows...

She let out a breath and gathered herself up, only to startle when one of the kitchen staff wandered in, stopped, and smiled right at her.

"Annabelle Pierce?" she asked, Anna's heart taking off involuntarily... "You're Annabelle, right?" she repeated,
"Yeah, that's me..." she answered nervously,
"Sorry if I weirded you out, I'm Katherine - well, Katy - one of the apprentices in the kitchen..." she smiled, putting a hand out which Anna shook, "I've been trying to pull you aside all night, so I'm really sorry I've baled you up in the ladies room of all places... Do you have a super quick sec?"
"Uh yeah, sure" Anna nodded, trying to be friendly as the girl quite clearly looked very nervous.

"I'll cut to the chase," Katy started, "Aside from the scholarships, Tony's just donated a HUGE sum of money to schools all over the city, and the department of education want to say a special thankyou tonight with a gift after his speech"
"Oh, okay!" Anna nodded, her interest piqued, "and you need my help?"
"Literally for like - two seconds" Katy tested, cringing a little as though she was waiting for Anna to say no, "basically we got two of the same thing not knowing his taste, and if you could come and point to which one you think he'd like, we'll wrap it and send the other one back..."
"Oh of course!" Anna said, "no problem at all!"
"You are a LIFE saver, you have no idea..." Katy said with a huge sigh of relief, "we've been arguing over it all night and because Ms Potts isn't here, so we thought you'd be the next best person to ask... It's just in the kitchen, because there's a cake being madly finished off as we speak, and the speeches are less than ten minutes away!"
"Oh crap, we'd better get a move on then..." Anna said, both girls hurrying out the door.

They navigated the crowd, Anna glancing over her shoulder toward the table where she spotted Bucky scanning the room for her. She felt a little bad for a moment that he hadn't spotted her, but she'd only be a minute or two.
Katy swung the kitchen doors open, the kitchen bustling away like she thought it would, and true to Katy's word there was a huge cake being piped by two apprentices, and a gift bag on the table beside it.
"Is that it, over there?" Anna asked, pointing at the bag as she made her way over.
"Yeah that's it - Jerry will you take care of Anna, please?" Katy called out, turning to face the hand washing sink.

A tall blonde guy in a white chef coat smiled at Anna and made his way over to the gift bag, reaching in to pull out whatever gift they'd chosen, Anna smiling back at him as she waited.

***

Anna didn't even have time to take a breath, let alone scream when she was grabbed. A rough hand was slapped over her mouth, and she was restrained by a guy behind her that felt like he was built like a Mack truck. A second person grabbed her wrists at the same time, fastening a zip-tie around them tight enough to break the skin.
She tried to scream and struggled against them, Mack-truck guy putting his gigantic arm around her neck and tightening it, adrenaline coursing through her now.

Shit, shit, shit - this is not happening... This is NOT happening...

Anna's heart raced, still struggling in vain as her eyes darted to the little windows in the kitchen doors which had now been covered over. She tried to scream again, the sound muffled by a hand - not sure whose at this point due to the crowd of people around her now.

Jesus Christ, this is it... This issss i...

She wasn't out for very long - barely enough time to get her out through the fire exit and shove her into what seemed to be an SUV, which was now tearing through the streets. She felt dizzy and nauseas, the world still fuzzy as her shoes and dress were ripped from her body, despite her efforts to fight her attacker off.
Anna held her bound wrists up, trying to cover her bare chest as best she could as she backed herself against the car door, peering around the car to see she had not one, but two guns pointed at her.
Tears spilled down her cheeks as her mind went through the list of scenarios that may unfold, the person sitting opposite her saying something that didn't register due to the ringing in her ears.
"Anna!" he barked at her, making her jump as he waved the gun in her face, the two of them making eye contact.

Anna's stomach dropped...

Holy shit... It's Jake...

"For a second there I thought you didn't recognize me..." he said with a sadistic wink, "you look great" he added, eyeing her nearly naked body. She shook her head, speechless as more tears spilled down her cheeks, her chest tightening as she felt a panic attack coming on.
"Nice to see you, too!" he joked, "bit disappointed you moved on so quick, but I suppose dating Barnes has it's perks, huh?" he asked, tucking his gun away and pulling out a small hunting knife, "apparently his protection was not part of the deal, or you wouldn't be here right now, would you?" he asked, tutting condescendingly and shaking his head...

He grabbed her wrists and pulled them over to him, pointing the knife at her throat for dramatic effect.
"Okay, now that we've caught up, I need you to pay attention. Are you listening?" he asked, Anna nodding, still crying, "I'm going to cut the zip ties off, and you're going to put these street clothes on, got it?"

Anna nodded again, watching him reach into a bag and pull out a few things, and drop them into her lap.
"Roman's got a gun on you, and I've got this" he reminded her, waving the knife in her face, "so if you try anything, it won't end well for you. Got it?"
"Yep" she said hoarsely, sniffing.

Jake put the knife between her wrists and cut the tie, Anna obediently dressing as quickly as she could, including the slightly too-tight pair of shoes. The car swerved, still speeding along, Anna's hand gripping the door handle now, thoughts about Tony, Steve and Bucky entering her mind - surely they'd be worried and looking for her by now...

"Okay, we're almost there" Jake said, catching her attention again, "Here comes your big moment, baby" he added with a wink, Anna doing her best not to throw up in her mouth.
"You're going to call Barnes on the phone for me"
"Okay?"
"You're going to tell him that you're taking a break from all this fame bullshit, you're a bit overwhelmed with it, but you're okay. You're staying with a friend for a little while, your lift's here, so you'll call him and Stark tomorrow. Got it?"
"Sure" she said, feeling relief rush through her at the thought of speaking with Bucky.

The car came to a halt on the side of the freeway, the guy in the front seat handing Jake a very cheap looking prepaid phone. Jake opened it up, entering the phone number in as per her instructions, suddenly stopping as though he'd suddenly come up with the best idea ever.
"Oh I almost forgot..." he said, turning to pull the cover from the cargo barrier behind them, "Have you met Katy?" he asked, pointing to reveal the young kitchen hand from earlier, tied up, bloody, and gagged with duct tape.
"Oh my god..." Anna gasped, her eyes darting back and forth between her and Jake.
"Yeah, she wasn't a part of all this" he admitted, "but we thought she may help 'motivate' you to do the right thing..." he said, putting the cover back up, "You sell your story to Barnes convincingly - we let her go. You screw me over, I shoot her, and we burn the body" he said, "got it?"
"Got it" Anna said, nodding as she tried to pull herself together, her brain going at a million miles per hour as she tried to come up with a way to let him know she was in trouble, without risking the life of the young girl in the back of the car.

"You've got two minutes" Jake said, Anna's eyes darting over to his,
"I'll need longer than that" she said quickly, Jake raising his brows almost looking offended, "He'll argue with me, and I'm sure I can sell it but I'll have to convince him or he'll come looking - I swear" she rambled,
"Five minutes, and that's it. You hand the phone over when I ask for it, or she dies. You use code words, or I think you've screwed me over, she dies. Got it?"
"Got it"
"Get out, breathe, and don't let your little friend in the back down, okay?" he instructed, Anna nodding again, "Katy's counting on you!"

The big guy in the front seat got out and looked up, shooting out the two CCTV cameras above them, Anna's blood running cold at the sound of gunfire.
"Make the call" she was ordered, Anna getting out and doing as she was told, her heart beating out of her chest while she worked out what she was going to say.

"Hello!?" Came the worried voice on the other end of the line, Anna doing her best not to break down at the sound of it.
"Bucky?" she managed to get out, clearing her throat, "It's me..."
"Anna!? Oh my god, where are you!? Are you okay!?" came his worried voice, Anna clenching her jaw as her chest tightened,
"Yeah, I'm okay" she lied,
"Where are you - I'm coming to get you" he said, sounding the perfect mixture of absolutely furious, and worried beyond belief.
"I'm, uh..." she started, shaking her head as she changed tactics, "I'm taking a break, Buck"
"A break? From what - from me!?"
"No, from everything..." she began, "This lifestyle is just too much, I can't do it anymore - I'm a mess" she added, going hoarse at the last word.
"Anna, I'll come get you right now and I'll take you away - wherever you want to go" he offered, absolutely breaking her heart, "I'm so sorry - I thought you were joking about the kidnapping thing, I should have listened. I'm an idiot... I'll come get you, and we'll disappear for as long as you need, okay? You'll be safe with me... Where are you?" he pleaded, Anna covering her mouth as she let out a sob away from the phone, Jake gesturing at her to hurry up.
"That's so sweet of you, but I need to do this for me" she said, "I'm so sorry, this wasn't planned, I swear" she said, trying to unsuccessfully to make her voice sound like she wasn't crying, "I'll be back, but for now I just need some time... I'll be alright, I'm staying with friends for a while, I'm not sure how long..."
"Anna, please don't do this, let me come and get you... Please!" he begged
"It's only for a while, I'll be fine..." she repeated, Jake impatiently tapping his watch at her, Anna nodding.

"My lift's here - can you tell Dad for me please?" she asked,
"...Sure" he said, listening carefully now.
"I say it all the time, but love you, Sarge" she tested, hearing him suck in a breath, pausing for a moment before he spoke again.
"I love you too, Princess" he said, opening the floodgates for Anna as tears poured down her face, "I really do, okay?" he added, Anna nodding.
"Gotta go, talk to you tomorrow" she managed to get out,
"I'll be waiting by the phone... Stay safe, okay?"
"Okay-"

The phone was taken from her and smashed to pieces before Roman shoved what was left of it into his pocket. Another car pulled up and stopped beside them, the driver and passenger getting out so that everyone could swap vehicles, Roman grabbing hold of Anna, standing behind her with a hand over her mouth.

Her eyes widened, watching as Jake went around to the back of the SUV and opened the tailgate, presumably to let the young girl out of the back as promised.
Instead, he raised his gun and fired two shots into the car, Anna letting out a piercing scream which Roman managed to muffle as he held her, Anna struggling and completely hysterical. Jake turned to face Anna, locking his narrowed eyes with hers, before striding over and hitting her in the side of the face with his pistol.
"You need to shut the FUCK up!" he scolded, hitting her a second time for good measure, Anna losing her balance as she slumped in Romans grip for a moment.
"You don't negotiate with me.I give the orders, and you carry them out" he snarled at her between his teeth, close enough that their faces were almost touching, "It's THAT simple... Got it!?"

Anna nodded weakly, black mascara tears running down her not-so flawless face.

He shoved her into the new car, Jake getting in beside her and winding down the window.
"You guys right to get rid of the body?" he called out, gesturing at the back of the SUV.
"Yeah, same as usual" came the business-like reply.
"Okay, let's get moving then" Jake ordered the driver,

"It was your fault that girl died... Try not to kill anyone else."



Steve and Bucky ran back into the hall, the pair of them frantic with worry as they tried to flag Stark's attention from the podium. Tony waved politely, still mid-speech, Steve desperately gesturing for him to wrap it up...
Bucky's breath heaved and he pushed his hair back from his face with both hands, Steve grabbing him to stop him pacing, watching on as the colour drained from Tony's face.

"Thanks so much again for a fantastic evening everyone, I'll turn you back over to the education minister, Dr Harold Colman" he smiled, joining in with the applause that followed as the older gentleman took the stage.

Tony rushed through the crowd, making his way over to Steve and Bucky who headed back into a quiet room off the main foyer.
"What!? What is it!?" Tony asked, desperation in his voice
"You need to track the last call I got - right now!" Bucky said, shoving his phone at Tony, "They took her - Anna's gone"
"I've called for a car for us, it'll be waiting at the back entrance" Steve chimed in.

Tony's chest tightened as his heart rate went into overdrive, taking the phone from Bucky as the three of them discretely headed to the back of the hall.
"Who's got her - what do you know!?" he demanded, trying to will his hands to stop trembling as he accessed what data he could while jogging through the room, "when did it happen, I need more to go off!"
"She went to the bathroom and didn't come back" Steve started, "We didn't see her come out, but it was pretty crowded, so I sent Sharon in to see if she was okay, and she was gone"
"She called me less than five minutes later, said she needed a break, but it's not true" Bucky said, "someone's taken her"

They slipped around a corner, finding the back door which security let them out, and watched as a car came around the corner and parked in front of them.

"Why would she call you and not me!?" Tony snapped as a holographic menu screen appeared out of this air above the phone in his hand, his fingertips madly navigating through options...
"I made her memorize my number - she didn't call from her phone" Bucky said, already heading around to the drivers side, putting a hand up in time for the driver to get out and toss him the keys.
"How do you know someone took her?" Tony asked, sliding into the passenger side
"She used code words, and confirmed mine back" Bucky said, Tony watching as the progress bar loaded in front of him.
"What kind of code words?"
"She called you Dad, and she called me Sarge - it's a private joke" Bucky said, as he shifted into first and waited for directions.
"Head west, looks like they took the highway, and they pulled over to make the call" Tony confirmed, Bucky nodding as he pulled out of the alley.
"DiMaggio?"
"Yeah, get on it and follow it along, there's a pullover point just past West ninety sixth, that's where they were. I'll see if I can find any CCTV"

Steve let out a breath, holding onto the door handle as the car accelerated hard, saying a silent prayer in his head that they'd find her safe and alive. He watched as Tony worked quickly, going through every public camera he could access on that road, finding two that had been shot out at almost the same time.
"Here we go..." he muttered, "looks like they missed one" he added, opening up the footage as a floating hologram, Bucky glancing over occasionally while he weaved in and out of traffic.
"Okay, terrible angle, but that's her making the call..." Tony said, commentating for Bucky's benefit, Steve watching from the back seat, "Looks like there's a gun on her, and she's trying so hard to be tough..."

Bucky pulled out onto the road that they needed, accelerating aggressively through the traffic which turned out to not be too bad out closer to the river,
"Okay, a guy's just gotten out of the car, the other guy's grabbed Anna, and they've fired shots into the back of a second SUV... He's killed someone..." Tony said, the color draining out of his face as he kept watching, both him and Steve sucking in a breath at the same time,
"What!?" Bucky demanded,
"He's hit her with the gun... Twice" Tony struggled to say, feeling his body start to shake as rage built up within him, "she was out for a second, but she's back up..."

Bucky clenched his jaw, gripping the wheel tight as his heart rate doubled, picturing someone hitting her and thinking about how scared she'd be... Thinking about how scared Jake Nester was going to be when had his metal hand around his throat, squeezing the life out of him...

"And they've shoved her back into the car and  driven off... Friday, I need eyes on a black, late model Dodge SUV heading northbound from Henry Hudson Parkway from 9.56pm"
"Following CCTV footage, sir" came the voice from his phone speaker, "I have them pulling into a warehouse off the New Jersey Turnpike, would you like me to load a route for GPS?"
"Please"
"Keep heading north for two miles... Then veer right to take the second exit..." came the voice over the GPS, Bucky changing lanes and planting his foot.

"You'd better call in that shooting, Tony..." Steve said, gently, Tony letting out a breath and nodding.
"Yeah I know, I will once we know where Anna is"

"Veer right to take the second exit" the GPS reminded them, Bucky doing as he was told, steering them onto the bridge.

"I have unmarked vans leaving the warehouse, sir" came Friday's voice again,
"How many?" Tony asked,
"Thirteen so far, all heading in different directions"
"Fucking hell!" Tony cursed, slamming his fist against the dashboard, "track them ALL"
"Twenty six is the final count, tracking them now sir"
"God damn it..." he said, shaking his head helplessly, "take us to the warehouse Friday, and send a quinjet to meet us there..."

The three of them sat in silence, not sure what to say, each of them equally as worried as they were furious...

"Jesus Christ..." Tony muttered, shaking his head, defeated, "I'd send the suits but I don't have that many these days..."
"Save them until we know more" Steve said, "We'll check out the warehouse, and if nothing comes of that, we take the jet back to base. If the vans stop - send the suits, otherwise we wait for her call in the morning"
"That's not good enough..." Tony said, "she needs to be home now where she's safe"
"I agree" Bucky chimed in through gritted teeth, "I'll drive all night, I don't care - she's coming home... And then we find those guys and show 'em what regret feels like" he added darkly.

"Nobody's making anyone regret anything tonight..." Steve said, trying to be the voice of reason, "We're no good to Anna if we're tired or emotional, okay? We check out the warehouse, we gather every clue we can, we go home, and we regroup." he said authoritatively, "They took her for a reason - leverage, ransom, so they won't kill her..."

The GPS lit up, the voice telling Bucky to get off the turnpike and head down what seemed to be a fairly desolate, long road.
"Continue north for three miles, your destination is on the left"

"Where's the jet, Friday?" Tony asked, letting out a frustrated breath,
"Estimated arrival is in four minutes, sir"

"Okay, we do this Rogers' way... Friday, keep tracking those vans - if you see Anna in or around any of them, I want to be alerted immediately"
"Certainly, sir"
"This looks like it up ahead" Bucky said, turning the headlights off and slowing down in case there was anyone still there.
"You guys armed?" Tony asked, Bucky looking at him like he'd asked the dumbest question ever.

"Alright, let's do this..."