Pairing: Bucky x named!Reader (Agent Andromeda)
Summary: After Hydra drops virus bombs in 7 major American cities in the height of summer, the team is locked in their emergency bunker for weeks. The virus commonly called the Summer Poison successfully brought the infrastructure to a halt in all big cities. When the virus slowly starts burning itself out SHIELD Agents and Avengers are sent out to bring back order into the cities and the international relationships. Not without hurdles.
Warnings for this chapter: Pandemic, crime, canon typical violence, flirting, picturing killing as a positive thing, weird grammar. Not beta read.
**Image credit goes to Ubisoft.
You’d been walking for about half a block when you were yanked towards a bus to hide behind.
“There’s five of them, northeast,” he whispered and got the AR off his back.
You scanned the area, “It’s not five. It’s 8, great,” you mumbled.
“I go left, you go right,” he ordered and after a little countdown by hand you slowly sneaked your way from car to car until you were both close enough.
You took the safety off two pistols before looking over and nodding.
Both of you came out of your covers in perfect sync, killing 5 of them instantly. Three of them run to get cover and you ran EADA again to know where all of them were exactly. An easier thing to do if you had those damn contact lenses.
“Damn agents!” One of them yelled.
“Shut up, whiny baby,” you yelled back, getting out of cover in time to land a perfect headshot.
“The Vultures will come for you, bitch!” Another one yelled.
“Sorry, can’t hear you over how good I’ll land a headshot on you.” You smirked and landed the next one in sync with Bucky.
“Don’t call my partner a bitch,” he said before walking to the cover of the last one, grabbing him with his metal arm and holding him up.
“Help us or die,” he growled up at the young man.
“No,” he croaked before going unconscious and being thrown onto the floor and hit in the heart by another shot.
“I see, you like a little bit of the drama too.” You chuckled before helping him search through their weapons and ammunition.
“Always.” He grinned over, picking up a few cartridges of ammo and chugging them into his bag on the back of his tactical belt.
“Let’s get going then. We need to get to a safe house today.” You smiled and cut the dog tags off the dead bodies that had them.
His brow went up, “Wanna count how many people betrayed their country. And maybe these come in handy if they have a boss that actually cares about them.”
“Forget it, only psychopaths would start something like this.” He kicked the man that had insulted her earlier. It seemed to really annoy him. Maybe it was just his 40s brain that wanted the respect for a woman, cause he definitely had a foul mouth in the army and didn’t expect her to not curse like a sailor. He actually was kinda excited about that part for some reason.
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