Sam Wilson's out on his search to find the infamous Winter Soldier shortly after the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. What he finds isn't what he expects.
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Sam Wilson's out on his search to find the infamous Winter Soldier shortly after the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. What he finds isn't what he expects.
EXCERPT:
Sam stared down at it. Shiny. A bow carefully tied around it.
“The fuck?” Sam accidentally let slip, just staring down at the damned steering wheel the hotel front desk worker was awkwardly holding out to Sam, clearly bewildered.
“He just…left it here? And told me to give it to Mr. Samuel Wilson of Room 1405,” she spoke up, as if she’d said it already, which she might have, Sam felt like he’d been staring at the wheel for somewhere between five minutes and five hours.
Part 1 of Bucky Quest
Sam Wilson, part-time Avenger, was tasked to find a certain Winter Soldier. And maybe Sam had found him. That didn't mean the Winter Soldier was ready to be found.
EXCERPT:
So, Sam probably messed up? He did a thing for sure. After Flugate twenty-fourteen, Sam had been, well…okay, so Sam had been annoyed with how Bucky lived. Like he wasn’t asking for like a full-on human experience if Bucky wasn’t there yet, but maybe some minimal human needs fulfilled. Instead of going straight home the next day like usual, Sam spent a week moving with Bucky from Bucharest to Bratislava, which, okay maybe Sam sort of abused his power within the Avengers by using his quinjet privileges, but whatever, Sam could do what he wants. Not like Bucky couldn’t, say, cut off the power to the CCTV within the jet so that no one knew he was in said quinjet.
Part 2 of Bucky Quest
Maybe Sam Wilson was a little stressed. He understood Bucky needed time to get himself ready enough to face Steve, but two years was a long time to lie to a best friend, on both their ends.
EXCERPT:
“You’re…still supposed to be in the business center,” groaned Bucky.
Sam shrugged, placing his computer bag down.
“Yeah. I was. Now I’m here. You’re still doing this mysterious letters shtick?” asked Sam, walking over to the bouquet.
“Well. I was. Until you decided to ruin it,” said Bucky, “Why can’t I just send you mysterious letters with bouquets, Samuel?”
“Because I’m the one three steps ahead of you now,” said Sam, smug.
Bucky was not amused. Or at least. He was trying not to be.
Part 3 of Bucky Quest
Sam Wilson might be a fugitive out on the lam, secretly stopping global crises for a certain alive this whole time Nick Fury, but that didn't mean Sam couldn't make time to visit his favorite recovering cyborg.
EXCERPT:
Sam knew nothing about flowers. But Bucky liked flowers. So, Sam would be damned if floral design was going to break him.
Part 4 of Bucky Quest
Sam Wilson wasn't sure what to make of his relationship with Bucky Barnes now. This was too close to be friendly, but it wasn't as if they'd pledged their undying love to each other. Stop thinking about that, Sam. He was fine with whatever it was for now.
EXCERPT:
Sam leaned closer in, just happy to be there, a little blissed out in his sleepy haze with the thrum of a hangover there just enough for Sam to keep his eyes closed, and he wasn’t sure when his fingers started to comb through Bucky’s hair, but they were doing that now and neither of them seemed to be complaining. Sam found a knot and felt Bucky grimace as Sam slowly worked through it as gently as possible.
“Has to be a way to prevent this at night,” mumbled Sam, “What do people with straight hair do? Braid it?”
Part 5 of Bucky Quest
Bucky was pretty sure the United States Government was trying to push him into a mental breakdown. Or maybe he was just being paranoid. Labeling him as a sentient weapon didn't help. It would be better if he was able to discuss things freely with Sam, but that was hard to do when the government had Bucky's court ordered therapist Bucky was very sure was not there to help him reading all his messages, listening to all his phone calls, and keeping a list of anyone who visited him. So. That wasn't swell.
EXCERPT:
Bucky sighed, feeling around to find the seat he was supposed to be, well, sitting in. And it felt like hours, just there, alone, bag on head, waiting. It felt very rude, if Bucky was being honest. If someone was going to ask him the same dang questions about his “construction” that he wasn’t going to answer, they could at least be on time. Would rather get the trigger words at the beginning over with sooner rather than later.
Part 6 of Bucky Quest
Sam and Bucky could run the Avengers. Yeah. They totally could. This could work. Definitely. They got this. Just need to. Make sure the other didn't stress out too badly. Yeah. Definitely got this. Neither of them were totally freaking out about the responsibility of such a task. How did Steve even do this?
EXCERPT:
Three days. Sam loved his job, but he also only had three days of pure and uncut Bucky before being thrust into some five day chase around the southeast hunting down a weird man going by the name the Armadillo who had been stealing all the armadillos throughout the entire United States to form some giant armadillo army to overthrow the US government and claim Texas as his kingdom of Armadilland. Which.
Why?
Why would someone want that?
Part 7 of Bucky Quest
So, Bucky and Sam were planning a wedding while juggling kids and work. How hard could it be?
EXCERPT:
“You seriously have to go and one up me again?” said Sam, because he wasn’t prepared for all these emotions, “Right now? This is a pattern. A goddamn pattern, you hypercompetent asshole. Mr. Grand Speech McGee, Mr. Can’t Ever Have Someone Else Have an Emotional Speech. You are unbelievable.”
“Well, sorry you make me want to make beautiful impromptu speeches,” said Bucky, trying to stop himself from laughing.
“Impromptu? The hell that was impromptu. I bet you were practicing that all day, Man of a Million Plans. You’re such a liar,” said Sam.
Part 8 of Bucky Quest