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Nagel

“*yn* keeps her word and ends up right in-between Bucky and the good Doctor Nagel. Bucky realises that he has more in common with *yn* than he would have thought.”

Warnings: swearing, violence, TFATWS spoilers, fluff

Notes: Sequel to ‘Madripoor’ which you can read here.

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“He’s in there. Container 40261. I’ll keep an eye out while you talk to Nagel but I’d hurry, we’re on borrowed time.”

“If he’s still even in there .” Bucky remarked dryly as he took the ear piece from Sharon’s extended palm.

“*yn* would have no way of knowing where exactly Nagel is. She was just trying to get a rise out of you.” Sam answered.

“And clearly it worked.” Zemo noted, amusement dancing on his features as Bucky turned to glare at him.

“We don’t have time to argue, I’ll be waiting out here.” Sharon spoke before Bucky could snap back at Zemo.

The three made there way inside the seemingly abandoned shipping container, Bucky standing at the entrance as he scanned the shipping yard. Despite Sam’s words he couldn’t fight off the niggling thought that someone was here. Watching them.

And he had a strong suspicion that the someone in question, was *yn*.

Bucky had been completely silent in the car ride over to the shipping yard from Sharon’s. Bucky had sensed the three other’s taking turns to study him before exchanging glances with each other. He had tuned out within five minutes after Zemo and Sam began theorising about who she was and how she had the super soldier serum.

He wasn’t sure what it was, but there was something about her. Something about the way she looked at him that sent a shiver up his spine, the way his heart had skipped a beat when her body had brushed against his.

He didn’t like it.

The soft crooning of a record player entered Bucky’s ears, breaking him out of his thoughts as Zemo pushed back the fake wall and exposed a hidden entrance. The three silently crept through the doorway, revealing a dark lab. It didn’t take long to find Doctor Nagel, who was so focused on whatever liquid he was stirring that he was completely oblivious to their presence.

“Doctor Nagel.” Sam spoke as he stopped the record playing causing the room to be suddenly enveloped in thick silence. Sam’s voice made Nagel jerk around in surprise, his eyes wide as he turned to face them.

“Who the hell are you? What do you want?”

“We know you re-created the super soldier serum.” Sam answered calmly.

“Get out of my lab.” Nagel scoffed as he moved to storm away from Sam.

“Hey.” Sam continued, grasping his arm just as Nagel’s eyes locked with Bucky’s. “You know who he is right? And this is Baron Zemo, I know you’ve heard of him too. And you seem like a pretty smart guy, so I suggest you become conversational real quick.”

“How about a counter offer?” Nagel narked back as Sam shoved him into the wall. “Make me a better offer and I’ll talk.”

Bucky felt rage begin to bubble up inside him as he glared at Nagel. Wordlessly he stormed forward, grasping him by the collar. Sam and Zemo watched as Bucky dragged him over to a chair and dumped him onto it, as if he weighed nothing more than a feather.

“Every bounty hunter in the city is here, we gotta go.” Sharon spoke into their ear pieces as Bucky brought his gun up to press against Nagel’s temple. Without warning Bucky pressed the trigger, shooting a bullet just centimetres from Nagel’s skull.

“Alright alright, I’ll talk.” Nagel relented, letting out a sigh.

“Tell us how you created the super soldier serum.”

“I was brought into Hydra’s winter soldier program to pick up their work. When Hydra fell, I was recruited by the CIA, they had blood samples from an American super soldier. But before I could complete my work, I turned to dust. I-” Nagel cut himself off, his eyes widening in surprise as they locked onto something in front of him.

Bucky’s brow furrowed as he pressed his gun deeper into his temple and followed his gaze only to find a blank wall. Sam and Zemo turned back around and exchanged confused glances before looking back at Nagel.

“Something the matter?” Sam queried him.

“I-” Nagel cut himself off once more as Bucky pressed the barrel of his gun deeper into his skin. “I thought I saw-”

“Guys, I don’t think it’s just bounty hunters out here. I think it’s the power bro-” The three winced as a loud screech burst against their ear drums before the ear piece went silent.

“Sharon?” Sam spoke, pressing his finger to the metal device. “Sharon?”

Sam cursed under his breath when he got no response before glancing over to Bucky, “I think we should get going, something’s not right.”

“Oh come on now.” A foreign voice piped up before Bucky or Zemo could respond. He sucked in a sharp breath when his eyes fell on *yn* who had somehow managed to slip out from the shadows undetected to stand behind Sam.

“We were just getting to the interesting part.” She continued, the click of her trigger echoing through the room as she pressed her gun to Sam’s head. Bucky wavered for a moment. He could see Nagel eyeing him from the side, waiting to see if he was going to move his gun to point it at *yn*.

“Drop it.” *yn* demanded when Sam slightly moved to adjust his grip on the gun in his hand.

“And if either of you two want to leave this place alive I strongly suggest not trying to shoot me either.” She continued as her eyes darted between the men.

“You got friends out there?” Sam queried as he raised his hands in surrender as he began to slowly lower his gun to the ground.

“Something like that.”

“I do not believe it.” Nagel muttered, causing all eyes in the room to land on him. His eyes were wide, completely mesmerised at the sight of *yn* in front of him. “I cannot believe you’re alive. I was told you did not survive the process....”

“I’m sorry-” Bucky butted in, his face contorted into a look of disbelief. “You know her?”

“She was one of the first.” Nagel answered him.

“First what?” Sam spoke up.

“Like I said, I never got to complete my work before the blip. When I returned, I needed to ensure that the serum was.... efficient.” Nagel trailed off, a glint of amusement in his eyes as he licked his lips. “The Power Broker was more than willing to provide me with... test subjects.”

“I didn’t come here to relive our past.” *yn* snapped back before anyone else could get a word in. “I came here to find out exactly what it is you dosed me with.”

Silence fell over the room as *yn*’s words snaked their way into the ears of the others. It was like time stopped for a brief moment as Zemo, Sam and Bucky exchanged looks of complete and utter disbelief.

“You don’t know?” Sam finally spoke up, straining his eyes to look at *yn* without turning his head too much in fear of her reaction. “But you said that you knew you had super soldier serum- that was why you were wary of Zemo-”

“I knew that was what the doctor over here called it. A cheap imitation maybe, no one’s been truly able to replicate it since Erskine.”

“You’re right. No one could.” Nagel interrupted, his eyes gleaming with an unreadable emotion. “Until me.”

There was a pause as *yn* studied him before, “meaning?”

“Meaning you’ve been dosed with the exact same stuff your boyfriend’s got flowing through his veins darling.” Zemo drawled, nodding his head towards Bucky causing glares to fire at him from all directions.

“Ok, fine. Now how do I get it out of me?” *yn* asked turning her attention back to Nagel.

There was a brief moment before Nagel let out a splutter of maniacal laughter. “You think that once a serum like that gets into your blood that one could simply ‘get it out’?” He spoke, amusement dancing on his features as he eyed her. Bucky watched *yn* as an unreadable emotion flashed across her features as she digested Nagel’s words.

“More importantly, do you think the Power Broker would want good little super soldiers that could easily be rendered powerless? I think not.”

Bucky’s gaze flickered over to *yn* to see her staring at Nagel, her jaw clenched as she listened. “So you work for the Power Broker?” He heard himself ask as he studied her intently.

“Think less ‘work for’ and more-” Nagel paused deliberately, glancing up at the ceiling as if to ponder his next words. “- ‘owned by.’ Do you think that’s an accurate statement?” He queried, a smirk carving itself into his features as he looked at *yn*. Bucky watched as her face faltered for a moment, the mask slipping down briefly to reveal pained eyes and a quivering bottom lip before it was quickly brought back up.

“I think you need to watch that mouth of yours, Doc.” *yn* answered coolly, but the way her she was clenching the gun so tightly that her knuckles were turning bone white suggested that she was anything but. “You’re already on thin ice with the Power Broker considering you let a child steal twenty vials of the stuff.”

“Stolen? By who?” Bucky asked.

“Karli Morgenthau.” Nagel answered, his face contorting into one of rage. “Hadn’t heard from her until she called me a few days ago, asking me to help someone named Donya Madani. Poor woman has tuberculosis.” He drawled.

“And what happened to her?” Sam queried.

“Not my pig.” Nagel shrugged as he locked eyes with *yn*. “Not my farm.”

“Do you know where she was calling from?” *yn* asked, ignoring his attempt at taunting her. There was a pause as Nagel studied her for a few moments before a spark of realisation flickered in his eyes.

“Ah so that’s why you’re here.”

“Just answer the damn question.” *yn* sighed impatiently, fully aware of the eyes that were burning holes through her skin from every direction.

“Off to go collect the master’s most prized possession like a good little soldier. Must sting a little to know you’ve been replaced by a few vials of liquid.” Doctor Nagel tutted. If his words effected *yn*, it didn’t show on her face. Instead her brow simply rose as she tilted her head to the side to study him.

“As far as I recall, you let those few vials get stolen by the kid. I wonder what the Power Broker would think when they hear you’ve been uncooperative in helping me fix your mistake, Doctor Nagel.” Her words were spoke calmly but the chilling edge to her tone was enough to make Doctor Nagel squirm around in his chair.

“She was calling from the GRC Resettlement Camp in Latvia.” He huffed, finally relenting.

A smile formed on *yn*’s lips at his answer, “now that wasn’t so hard was it doc?”

*yn* tore her gaze from Nagel as a phone buzzed in her pant pocket. She slipped her phone out, cursing under her breath at the message that glared back at her.

“So you’re after Karli Morgenthau too?” Sam asked *yn*.

“Look playing good cop, bad cop with you guys has been fun but plans have changed. We gotta get out of here.” *yn* spoke, completely ignoring Sam as she stuffed her phone back into her pocket.

“Guys!” Everyone jerked there heads around at the sound of Sharon’s voice. “We’re out of time.”

All it took was a split second of distraction and Zemo lunged forward, the sound of a gunshot echoing out seconds after. *yn* watched as the doctor’s eyes widened in surprise before quickly glazing over. A blood stain in the centre of his chest began seeping into the fabric of his shirt as his chair toppled over.

He was dead before he hit the ground.

“What have you done?!” Sharon exclaimed, her jaw slack in shock as she stared at Zemo who was now being detained by Sam.

*yn* and Bucky appeared to be the only ones not bothered in the slightest.

“Man-” *yn* let out a low whistle. “The Power Broker is going to have your head for that.” She remarked as she looked up at Zemo. “Kinda jealous I wasn’t the one to finish the pig off.”

Before he could contain himself, a snort slipped out of Bucky’s mouth. *yn* looked over at him at the unexpected sound. She raised her brow in amusement and as the pair locked eyes, Bucky couldn’t fight the smirk that twisted up onto his lips.

Before anyone could open their mouths, an ear piercing explosion rung out and the impact flung them all to the ground. Bucky groaned as he felt the weight of one of the shelves topple over and pin him to the floor. Heat surrounded them as flames sprung to life, licking at their bodies as the lab turned into a ball of fire.

“Anyone see Zemo?” Sam shouted, blinking rapidly as he tried to clear see through the smoke.

Bucky coughed, smoke filling his lungs as he attempted to push the heavy frame off his body. Just as he was about to push, the weight suddenly vanished from on top of him. He looked up to see *yn* standing over him, the shelf in one hand and the other extended down to him. “This thing’s gonna blow any second, c’mon.”

He didn’t even have time to process what was going on before he felt his hand instinctively reach up to clasp hers. The second her hand was enclosed around his, *yn* pulled him up onto his feet and haphazardly shoved the shelf away from the pair.

“Let’s go.” *yn* instructed as she moved over to help Sam and Sharon up. The second they were both on their feet, *yn* guided them all out towards the entrance. The second that they had stepped outside, another explosion rang out. This time the entire lab was obliterated, fuelled by the numerous oxygen tanks inside.

As they spilled out into the daylight of the ship yard, they were immediately greeted by what was left of the bounty hunters. “Alright, wait for my signal-”

Bucky was cut off as Sam stepped forward and fired shots at the bounty hunters and darted right. Bucky cursed under his breath and rose his gun, taking aim at the bounty hunters to the left. *yn* followed suit, quickly taking out two men concealed behind a large concrete pipe.

“I thought you said you had back up out here.” Bucky shouted at her.

“I did but someone decided I could handle myself apparently.” *yn* answered nonchalantly as she took out another hunter.

*yn* suddenly shoved him under one of the shipping containers, pinning his body against the wall with her own. Before Bucky could protest, a bullet wizzed past them - right through where he had just been standing. *yn* placed an arm on his chest keeping him pinned to the wall and raised her gun with the other. Her jaw clenched with concentration as she aimed her weapon and fired off three shots, all finding their targets with ease.

“Seems they were right.” Bucky remarked.

His words made *yn* draw her attention from the carnage happening around them to look up at him. “Was that a compliment I just heard?” She asked, a bemused expression appearing across her features.

“Maybe.” Bucky admitted, a small smirk twitching up onto his lips. “But don’t get used to it.”

“Hey!” Sam shouted causing the pair to jerk their heads apart in surprise. “Would you two quit flirting and help?!”

Bucky shot Sam a glare which caused *yn* to let out a breathy laugh as she patted Bucky’s shoulder. She stepped away form him and refocused on the bounty hunters, raising her gun in preparation.

“Fuck, I’m out.” She cursed when she went to take another shot.

“Me too.” Bucky announced as the pair turned to take cover under the shipping container with Sam and Sharon.

A loud explosion suddenly rang out, drawing their attention away from each other. The group watched as Zemo jumped down from a container and killed three of the hunters in quick succession.

“Quick, let’s go!” Bucky shouted, seizing the opportunity to flee while the hunters were preoccupied. The four of them sprinted through the yard, dodging and weaving through the shipping containers. They skidded to a halt as gunshots ran out, ricocheting off the walls around them.

“In here!” Sam shouted as a female bounty hunter emerged in front of them, her gun raised. Sam ripped open the door to a container and ducked inside, quickly followed by Sharon and Bucky.

*yn* was about to follow suit when a bullet suddenly ripped through her thigh. She let out a grunt in surprise as her leg buckled underneath her at the unexpected injury. She tried to curl up into a ball as another bullet embedded itself into her collar bone. Before she could even begin to think of a way out, Bucky stepped in front of her, blocking the bullets path.

She watched as he leant forward and ripped a pipe off the container structure with ease before using it to knock out one of the men. He swivelled around and threw it. They watched as it sailed through the air before piercing the female right through her shoulder, trapping her against a wall.

“Let’s go!” Sam called out, beckoning frantically to both of them. Before she could protest, Bucky turned to her and lifted her up into his arms. *yn* automatically gripped onto his suit jacket as he carried her into the safety of the container. Sam shut the door once they were inside and they were immediately enveloped in darkness.

*yn* let out a hiss as Bucky gently placed her on the ground, her body practically screaming at her anytime she moved a muscle. “Thank you.” She spoke through gritted teeth.

“Just returning the favour, doll.” Bucky remarked as he crouched down beside her. “Are you ok?”

“I’ll be fine I just-” *yn* cut herself off and let out a hiss as she pressed her fingers to the bullet hole in her shoulder. “I just need to get this bullet out and then the serum will heal me.”

“Are we going to talk about what the hell just happened or?” Sam queried before Bucky could pester her further about her health.

Before anyone could answer, the rumbling of an engine outside caught everyones attention.

“I’m fine.” *yn* dismissed him as she felt Bucky try and lift her up in the dark. She heard him mutter something indistinguishable under his breath before Bucky rose to his feet and pushed the door open causing sunlight to hit their faces.

“Fuck.” *yn* mumbled under her breath now that she could properly see her injuries for the first time. Her right arm was soaked in blood and a crimson red stain on her thigh was growing in size by the second. *yn* clenched her jaw and gripped onto the side of the container to get back on her feet to join the others outside.

Zemo smirked as he pulled around the corner, revving the engine before coming to a stop in front of the group. “Supercharged.” He grinned proudly as he gestured to the stolen car.

“You’re going back to prison. Like, now.” Sam spoke.

“Do you want to find Karli or not?”

“He’s right. We need him.” Bucky answered, glancing over at Sam. “There’s only two of us and twenty of them.” He continued as he leaned over and pulled open the car door.

“Fine but if you try that shit again-” Sam warned as he begrudgingly clambered into the vehicle.

“I know, I know.” Zemo waved him off dismissively.

“Well that was one hell of a reunion.” Sharon remarked.

“Come back to the States with us.” Sam encouraged her.

“I told you I can’t, just get me that pardon you promised me.” She answered, sending the three a nod before turning on her heel. “Thanks for everything.” Sam spoke, nodding in return and watching her leave before moving to sit in his seat.

“You gonna scooch over or what, eagle?” The sound of *yn*’s voice made the three of them jerk their heads up to see *yn* now standing beside Sharon, one arm resting on the car door.

“Oh hell no. I’m sorry one unpredictable psychopath is enough.” Sam shook his head adamantly which caused *yn* to raise a brow.

“What happened to there being only two of you and needing help.”

“Zemo hasn’t put a gun to my head and used me as a shield.” Sam shot back.

“Not yet anyway.” Zemo piped up unhelpfully which caused Sam to shoot him a glare.

“I’m sorry about that eagle, but it was necessary. I had to have some sort of leverage. If it makes you feel better I was never planning to shoot you.” She spoke, sarcasm laced through her words.

“Oh well that makes it all ok then.” Sam rolled his eyes.

“Look, I’m going to find Karli with or without you. Wouldn’t you rather another person on your side for the time being.”

“She has a point.” Zemo added.

“I am also injured so it wouldn’t be too heroic of you to leave me stranded.”

“Something tells me you’d end up being just fine if we left you behind.” Sam drawled, his eyes narrowing as he studied her. A small smirk appeared on *yn*’s lips at his words before she turned her attention to Bucky.

“And what do you say winter soldier?” *yn* spoke, a glint of amusement in her eyes. Bucky studied her for a moment, letting his eyes flicker down to the blood that was still oozing out of her wounds. He felt something tugging at his chest as he looked up and locked eyes with her for a few moments.

“I think she’s right. We need all the help we can get.” He finally answered, turning his head to look at the road in front of him.

“Wow what a shock that Bucky decides to let the hot assassin girl stay.” Bucky could feel *yn*’s eyes on him as Sam spoke but he fought the urge to look back at her.

“Aw you think I’m hot? I’m flattered eagle.” *yn* grinned sarcastically as she opened the car door. Sam sent her a glare as she forced him to shuffle down to the other side so that *yn* was sitting behind Bucky.

“And stop calling me eagle.” He snapped back.

Bucky felt a small amusemed smirk appear on his lips as he let himself look in the rear view mirror as Zemo began to drive. His eyes locked with *yn*’s briefly in the mirror and he felt the smirk widen slightly when he saw her own bemused expression staring back at him.

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“Thank you.” *yn*’s surprisingly soft voice made Bucky look up from cleaning his metal hand.

“They’re lemon poppyseed. Very delicious.” Zemo explained as he handed *yn* a plate of biscuits.

“They look good.” She answered as she took the plate and placed it on the tray in front of her. Bucky watched as she picked up a biscuit and hesitantly took a bite. Her eyes lit up as she chewed before taking another eager bite.

“Hungry?” Zemo observed in amusement to which *yn* nodded as she learnt forward to eat another biscuit.

“Haven’t eaten in a couple days.” She answered in between mouthfuls.

“Well in that case, I will get you some more food.” Zemo spoke, getting up from his chair to move towards the cockpit of the jet. “Do you have a first aid kit?” She asked him, tearing her eyes away from the food.

“I do.” He answered.

“Good, I need to get this bullet out.” With that *yn* pushed the plate away from her. Her thigh wound had already healed but the bullet lodged in her collarbone was preventing the serum from healing her. She tugged her t-shirt over her head revealing a tight black singlet underneath. Bucky swallowed as he watched her lean down and put the t-shirt on the ground. Unfortunately for him, he wasn’t quick enough to divert his gaze when she glanced up.

“Try to keep it in your pants Barnes.” She smirked, shooting him a wink which caused him to roll his eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself.” He shot back which caused her smirk to widen. Luckily for Bucky, Sam was currently on the phone and too preoccupied to pile on the teasing.

*yn* muttered another thank you to Zemo when he handed her another plate of food and a first-aid kit. Bucky forced himself to stare out the window of the plane as *yn* opened the kit and sat up in her seat.

However, no matter how hard he tried to ignore her, his eyes kept involuntarily dragging back to her figure. He watched out of the corner of her eye as she inhaled sharply and dug the forceps into her shoulder. She gritted her teeth as she attempted to retrieve the bullet, cursing under her breath when she was unsuccessful.

Bucky suddenly shot up onto his feet just before she could try once more and moved to crouch down in front of her. The pair stayed in silence for a few moments, staring each other down, waiting to see who would make the first move.

Wordlessly Bucky extended an open palm and flickered his eyes to the forceps before looking back at her. He could practically see the inner conflict occurring in her mind as she studied him. Finally after a few long moments stretched by, she relented and placed the forceps in his hand.

Bucky inhaled a sharp breath as he focused on the wound. He hovered over her collarbone for a few moments before gently pushing the metal into her skin. She let out a hiss, her hands clasping onto his shoulders as he dug into her flesh.

“Fuck.” She cursed, her fingers digging into his skin as he twisted the instrument sharply. “I’m sorry.” He apologised just as he felt the forceps hit the bullet.

“Sure you are.” She laughed breathlessly before wincing once more. “Ah fuck!” She hissed again as he unexpectedly yanked the bullet from her flesh.

“I tried to be gentle.” He spoke apologetically as he dumped the bullet into the medical tray.

“That’s the only circumstance I’d ever want you to be gentle on me Barnes.” *yn* answered, shooting him another wink.

“You know if my therapist was here right now she would say that you say stuff like that to deflect.” He remarked as he moved to place the antiseptic onto the wound.

“Your therapist?” *yn* echoed, raising a brow at his words.

“Government ordered.” He stated to which she nodded in understanding.

“You gonna tell me why you’re working for the Power Broker?” He spoke after a few moments had passed.

“Maybe. Might need to dance with me again to get it out of me-ah.” She hissed as he pressed the antiseptic deep into the bullet hole.

“What Nagel said. About the Power Broker owning you-”

“Nagel’s an insidious little parasite who feeds off other people’s misery.” *yn* snapped. “Sorry I should say was, not is.”

Her words made Bucky pause from dressing her wound to lock eyes with her. Despite her harsh words, he could see the pain and vulnerability swimming around in her irises as she looked back at him. And if he wasn’t mistaken, her eyes were growing glassy, as if tears were threatening to spill down her cheeks.

“*yn*-” Bucky began, leaning down to instinctively take her hand in his. He cut himself off when he felt her hand wrap around his bicep, ceasing his movements.

“He was right.” She hoarsely whispered. “About the Power Broker anyway.”

“What happened to you? How can we get you out?” *yn* studied his earnest features as he spoke, a small smile appearing on her lips at his worried expression. Before she could stop herself, she felt herself bring a hand up to stroke his cheek gently.

“Thank you Bucky, I appreciate it.” She spoke, pulling her hand away to place on her lap, “but I can’t get out.”

“Why?” He queried frustratingly. “What do they have on you?”

“They found Madani.” Sam announced, just as *yn* parted her lips to answer.

“Dead.” Sam continued, his brow furrowing in confusion when his eyes landed on *yn* and Bucky. “She died in Riga.”

“I have a place we can go.” Zemo announced as Bucky went back to finishing applying the dressing on *yn*’s shoulder.

“I for one am looking forward to coming face to face with Karli.” He continued as he leant back in his chair.

“Done.” Bucky mumbled so quietly that only *yn* could hear. Before she could answer, he was up and back to his seat, leaving *yn* alone once more.

“Oeznik, we’re changing the course.” *yn* heard Zemo say from in front of her.

“Thank you.” She whispered, her eyes locked on Bucky as she spoke before leaning back in her chair and looking out at the night sky.

“Off to Riga we go.”

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