After All We've Been Through (Steve x reader)

Damoiseau in Distress

"Thanks for the shield!" James taunts "How about a game of fetch?"

James bounces the shield down the hall and it clips the second guard. Steve catches it and boots the third guard down the hall.

His shoulder throbs and Sharon shakes her head "Let me see."

Steve waits as she presses something into the wound.

"S.H.I.E.L.D issued combat bandage" she explains.

"Thank you, Sharon" Steve touches it and nods meaningfully.

She nods in acknowledgment but her lips are thin.

Even James, gazing at him from behind Sharon, looks angry.

They sprint down the hall. Steve taking the lead and James flanks them.

"Heads up!" Steve warns.

A volley of bullets ricochet of the metal walls and Steve's shield. James and Sharon return fire behind Steve's cover.

The shield is feeling heavy in Steve's hands and he struggles to stay alert.

What the...

Out of the clear blue, a sharp pain bursts in his thigh- and then his calf and before James can stop him, Steve is falling...falling to meet the cold concrete.

Sharon grits her teeth and fires shot after shot. James has dropped his guard and attempted to catch Steve.

"Forget him for a minute!" She snaps "Help me!"

James is staring at his friend in horror "Steve!"

-

"The facility has restricted air space for a mile in all directions, except by invitation." Natasha announces.

"Then what's the plan for getting in?" You ask.

"Parachute and walk?" Sam offers "Its a pretty common Steve maneuver."

"What Hydra cooperation doesn't load their property with every trap imaginable if they don't want to be bothered." Tony points out "The plane was shot down."

"I'll take care of that" Wanda offers.

She had been almost MIA for most of their latest missions but after seeing how upset you were, she made an exception.

"What's the floor plan like?"

"Mostly an underground bunker." Natasha says "Built in the forties for the Nazis. I'm sure they have a few missiles."

"I hoped for an extraction without casualties" Clint admits "but I don't know where Steve's brain is. He probably needs some back up."

Your desperation takes over "I don't care what the danger is! Just get us there!"

-

What happened?

Steve's perception is hazy.

There seems to be a lot of activity around him but he can't figure out why. A high pitched sound hurts his ears and the ground seems to jump beneath him.

Something connects with his face and lights burst in his brain.

He welcomes the darkness that curls at the edge of his vision. Maybe... maybe now he could sleep.. and forget about... everything.

The shriek reaches his ears and Steve pushes his eyes open.

"Sh-sharon" He mumbles.

Two officers in full combat gear press her face into the ground. She's bruised and bleeding heavily. Her eyes fix on his and she struggles under the weight.

T-two of them.. His mind moves slowly...Where is-

"Bucky." His throat is raw sandpaper.

James is little more successful then she. One of the men drones out the words and James fights his programming with all the willpower he possesses.

In a frenzy of defiance, James manages to free his metal arm but one of the men stabs him with a hypodermic syringe and James falters, his body going limp.

Steve gets to his knees, swaying. If he could just..

A dark figure comes in view.

"Let them... go!" Steve tries  to put ferocity into his words, but he can't seem to stop shaking. The floor is slick and he can't get any higher.

The dark figure rumbles and Steve's whole body jerks once. Twice. And falls again.