Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Thunderbolts (Movie 2025), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Robert "Bob" Reynolds (Marvel), Yelena Belova, Ava Starr, John Walker (Marvel), Alexei Shostakov, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Time Travel, Aliens, Bickering, Team Bonding, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Summary:
Yelena didn’t look up from where she was sharpening her knife against a whetstone she definitely wasn’t supposed to have on the couch. “You want to meet aliens?” she asked, eyebrow arched.
“I mean… kind of?” Bob said. “Not the evil ones. The cool ones. Like E.T.”
As far as Bucky was concerned, Bob needed therapy the most out of any of them.
The point was, Bob was excited about aliens now.
Aliens.
And it was a problem.
Because it brought them back to 2012, accidentally.
Bucky was trying not to think about Steve Rogers too much but it was impossible to do when the man was breathing and alive and well in 2012.
Chapter 2:
Snippet:
He (Bucky) wasn’t the only one frozen in place.
Yelena stood a few feet away, her expression wasn’t just solemn, it was devastated in that quiet way only someone who refused to cry could be. Because she knew what 2012 meant too. Her sister was alive.
Natasha Romanoff. The Black Widow. Somewhere across the other side of Manhattan, she was probably flipping off buildings, completely unaware that her future was a ticking time bomb. Yelena didn’t say a word, but the look in her eyes was enough.
And Tony…
God. Tony.
His gaze caught on the red-and-gold blur streaking across the sky. That man flying above them didn’t know yet. Howard and Maria were still a mystery, still unsolved and locked in a tape reel waiting to ruin everything. This was the year when everything was still almost fine.
Before Zemo, before Siberia, before broken shields and shattered friendships, and for just one moment, Bucky wished they could stay here where everything hadn’t yet fallen apart. But that wasn’t how time worked, he knew better than anyone that nothing stayed good for long.
“When this is all over,” Ava deadpanned, her voice cutting through the sound of distant explosions and alien screeches, “you know what other problem we have?”
Everyone turned to look at her, already dreading the answer.
She didn’t even blink. “Nick Fury.”
A collective groan rippled through the group.
“Jesus Christ,” Bucky muttered, scrubbing a hand over his face. “How the hell did I forget about him?”
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