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Prompt: “Sir, the chances of survival are minimal, at this stage there’s no point-“ “No! We’re going to save her! We have-we have to save her!”
Warnings: Tiny heartache? Angry Bucky? Scared Buckaroo? Some curse words?
Words: 900+
A/N: This was supposed to be a 300 word drabble but I think it turned a kinda long one with this 900+ word chapter. I think y'all love it more because it's longer, yes? 😂
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Every Avenger was heaving deep breaths as they entered the quinjet. With Steve as their pilot, all in dirt and grime, the same with his best friend Bucky who was scrutinizing every person in the jet, giving them a head count at the back of his mind. He doesn't talk that much, as per usual and the Avengers were used to it until he finally realizes who was missing.
"Y/N," He murmured to himself as they transported in the air, the jet being shaky for a second as Clint fell on his seat. Muttering curse words as blood flew down his left arm. "Where is Y/N?!" Bucky could feel his exhaustion fade as the realization hits him hard that Y/N wasn't in the same jet as he is. Slowly, he could sense that it was another nightmare for him.
"Sam, where's Y/N?" Bucky interrogated with gritted teeth. His lips in a tight, stern line. Sam was groaning as he sat on the floor, his muscles so soar from the battle that happened a while ago. "You were with her when we left the jet! You're her partner! Where is she, Sam?!"
Sam was stunned, his eyes searching around for his partner, in other words, Bucky's lover. "What the fuck--??" He uttered, instantly standing up. Steve could hear panicked hubbubs happening behind him and Natasha could hear them as well. "She's with me, man. I was sure she was with me before we left the goddamn place,"
"You mean to tell me she's down there? Where we bombed the shit out of that underground hideout?!" Bucky shouted and panicked, completely rooted on the ground as he couldn't process what was happening. Natasha finished cleaning up Clint's wound, leaving him there to attend and calm the ex-assassin who was currently turning worried, agitated, frustrated and hopeless.
