After the World Has Fallen~ John Egan x Reader

Behind Enemy Lines

People who say life moves in slow motion are bluffing. First Curt died and now she's desperately gathering her parachute and stuffing it away in a bush.

Bucky's plane had been hit, badly. She was put on his plane for today's mission for the flight nurse position, but it didn't end the way most would hope. His plane was going down, and fast. The sounds of him yelling at Y/N to jump out as soon as possible was all that flooded her mind. She saw the aircraft crash maybe ten minutes prior to where she is now. Bucky had told her that he would find her on the ground after she hesitated to jump without him. Though even before she flew out, she knew it would be nearly impossible to find him again, especially on enemy lines.

She was looking out around the open land that stood out beside the forest that she was trying to keep cover. She doesn't know where she is, where Bucky is, or where she should go.

The captain had offered her a leave after Curt's death, and she was wondering why she didn't take it. Now she was in German territory not knowing if she'll make it back home or join her best friend in peace.

Tossing anything that would weigh her down, she felt around her uniform ensuring she had the necessities. Water, granola bar, dropped her gun in the air: so much for staying safe. She groaned at the memory of her beloved weapon falling out of her pocket and through the sky. There was no way she would be getting that back. She felt around some more and smiled to herself when she pulled out a classic bowie knife that her father had gifted her from her side pocket. Perfect.

She looks over her surroundings once more before retreating into the forest, sprinting as quietly as she could through the dense trees and bushes. The thorns and branches scratch against her uniform and face, leaving small slices in her skin.

She decides to take a rest behind a tree, figuring she was far enough from her crash site. Keeping her ears open she listens attentively to the noises around her while she tries to establish where she will be going. I mean nowhere and everywhere at the same time.

Snap.

Y/N whips her head in the direction of where she had heard the noise. A twig snapping maybe? Man or animal. God, please let it just be an animal.

She slowly reaches into her jacket pocket, pulling out the bowie knife and taking it out from its sheathe and gripping it tightly in her dominant hand.

Peeking around the tree, Y/N sees a man, probably around 5'9 coming around the corner. He had his gun raised, clearly on edge, scanning the forest for any possible movement that may appear. No doubt he saw the girl falling from the sky.

She slowly creeps backwards, keeping her footsteps light with her eyes on the man. She didn't want to make any sudden jerks. It would cost her life if she got caught. Unbeknownst to her, he didn't come alone. She hears the cock of a gun behind her, making her freeze in her tracks.

(Italics = German)

"I've got her! She's over here!", the man yells to his buddy. He grips on her shoulder and harshly turns her around, pressing her up against a tree. "Don't think for a second your little nurse badge will save you", he spat, pushing her forehead back with the barrel of his shotgun, the cool metal rising panic within the girl.

Jaw clenched she responds to the man, "You'll never win."

The man raises his eyebrows as the girl he had captured responds to him in his native language. "Oh, yeah? Well, it seems like I'm winning right now, doesn't it?"