Retnikopf: Widow Of Siberia (old Version)

Chapter 2 - Broken

Sam and Bucky had run over to help Sharon the second they heard the commotion over the coms. Sharon now had a massive gash up the back of her leg which meant she couldn't put her weight on it to walk, and the position of it made holding pressure difficult.

Sam knelt beside her, pulling a bandage out of his belt to try and help her.

"Are you alright?" Bucky asked, frowning as he frantically looked between her and the crowd.

"She went that way," Sharon told him as she held the bandaged in place.

"Sharon."

"Buck, I'm fine," Sharon reassured him, "go, I think she might be hurt, she was holding her side as she was coming up to me."

Bucky nodded before heading out into the crowd.

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Vienna had had to stop. She was sat against a wall, her knees pulled up to her chest. Her eyes were trying to flicker closed as her breathing became more shallow.

"You look pale Vienna," a voice said, making her turn her head wearily to look up at him.

Bucky looked different, there was a light in his eyes that wasn't there before. Vienna didn't want to deal with any of it though, so she turned her head away.

Bucky knelt down next to her, grabbing her gently by the chin to make her look at him.

"You look sick," Bucky said, readjusting himself on his foot, "what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine," Vienna mumbled, bringing a hand up to her face to push the hair out of her eyes, smearing blood across her skin.

"You're bleeding," Bucky sighed, starting to check her over to find where the blood was coming from, "What happened? Where is it?"

"What's a little lead?" Vienna rolled her eyes as she tried to sit herself up more, revealing the dark patch in her t-shirt, "it's not a big deal."

"You were shot?" Bucky exclaimed, quickly putting his hands over the wound.

"Hey, hey, hey," Vienna complained as pain shot through her side, "we left the Union, this is no longer our gunshot wound."

"Vienna, please don't smart mouth me right now," Bucky sighed, pulling her forward so that he could use her jacket to slow down the bleeding, "I'm happy you seem pretty lucid, did you get out of Siberia?"

"I woke up, or came back I guess," Vienna said, settling back against the wall, "and everything was different, nearly everyone was gone. I just walked out."

"And what? You thought you'd just die on the street?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her as he put her hand over the jacket.

"It's peaceful," Vienna smiled, looking out at all the people walking past them, "being the only one not moving."

"But stressful when you know you've got to move eventually," Bucky told her as he scooped her up into his arms.

"James I--" Vienna started, grunting a little as he stood up.

"No, you're going to move eventually," Bucky said, making sure she was okay before he started walking, "you've got a world to see. With your eyes, no fog."