Chapter 11 - John Walker

Bucky grabbed Sam by the neck and slammed him down onto the ground before Harlow could even remove her eyes from the TV."This is all your fault!" Bucky shouted,"Bucky, get the hell off of him now!" Harlow clawed at his shoulder but it did nothing against the great soldier."Why couldn't you have taken the shield? Steve trusted you and you gave it away and now look, they gave it to someone else!" Bucky roared while Sam could barely breathe."I-I did w-what I thought w-was r-right" Sam coughed.Bucky threw him back onto the ground with a thud before throwing himself away from both Harlow and Sam, he turned to gather himself and looked back at Harlow at Sam's side while Sam held his throat.Bucky felt his eyes start to water, "Fuck!" he yelled before storming off toward his quarters for the night. Harlow took Sam to the infirmary where Sam insisted he was fine but he was asked to stay for the night.Harlow took a long walk back to her own room where she fought sleep, hoping she would hear a tiny knock at some point in the night but when it didn't come, she didn't fight it anymore.____________________________________________________________________________Bucky, Sam, and Harlow were called into a meeting room early the following day. Sam was sporting deep purple bruises on his neck thanks to Bucky, who apparently was in the infirmary the first chance he could in the early hours of the morning apologizing.As they arrived in the doorway, they stopped in their tracks.Sitting at the table with Nick Fury was none other than John Walker, with the familiar red, white and blue shield sitting on the table in front of him."Fuck" Harlow muttered.Bucky scoffed and went to turn around to leave."Mr. Barnes sit down or I will tie you down" Fury called out.Bucky stopped and turned while shooting Fury a look that dared him to try. Harlow suddenly felt uneasy. She has a bad feeling about how this meeting was going to go and more importantly if one or more of them would end up in the infirmary by the end of it.The three of them took their seats, at the far end of the table as if sitting anywhere near the 'new' Captain America would be a crime."Nice to meet you Bucky, Sam, and-" he paused, "Harlow, I've heard a lot about you," he said with a shit-eating grin that Harlow wanted to smack off his face.The three of them said nothing in return. Sam turned to Fury with a look of annoyance."Why is he here, I thought this meeting was confidential?" he asked, shooting John a fake grin."Hydra is growing stronger and I will die before I allow them to weave their way back into this country," John said before Fury could even gather his thoughts."Well news flash, they're already here" Bucky spoke up.Harlow fought off the urge to smile, even though she was a part of the team she felt like she skated thin ice every time she opened her mouth."And who's fault is that?" John called out, feeling frustrated with the conversation."No, you know what, I'm not doing this" Bucky threw his hands up and stood from the chair, making his way from the table."Bucky, I get it. The last time you saw this uniform, it was on the back of your closest friend but I am not here to replace him. I'm here to help bring down Hydra, just like Steve would if he were here" John said, trying to defuse the tension but in Harlow's mind, bringing up Steve was never a good call."Call me Bucky one more time. I dare you" Bucky threatened in a soft manner all while his metal hand tightened into a fist.Harlow rubbed her forehead like a headache was starting to form but in reality, she was trying to hide a blush. After being walked in on in the position they were in last night by Sam. Bucky and she hadn't spoken or unfortunately continued their activities. Now she was sitting there frustrated and turned on in the middle of a meeting with Sam, Fury, and John Walker present. She wanted so badly to fade into the background."Enough!" shouted Fury, "Can we focus on the possible destruction of the world as we know it, or are you two going to continue this pissing contest?""Sorry but Harlow has training, Sam can fill us in later" Bucky stated, "Let's go" Bucky said flicking his head towards the door while staring at Harlow.She jumped at this, and all but fell out of her chair while she stood up and followed Bucky out the door while faintly hearing Sam call out a 'thanks guys'.Harlow followed behind Bucky down a well-lit hallway, she almost had to jog in order to keep up with his quick pace. She knew he was pissed and this wasn't going to be an easy session.Right before they got to the door of the training room, Bucky suddenly turned and grabbed Harlow by the upper arms and pushed her against the wall.Harlow was startled while they stood there for a moment, a moment was all it took for Harlow to take her eyes from his to glance down at his lips and that's when Bucky took that as a sign that what he was doing was wanted. Bucky crashed his lips onto Harlows and she welcomed it with the same ferocity and urgency as his. Bucky's hands went from Harlow's shoulders and cupped her face with both tenderness and need to have her in this moment. She moaned into the kiss and brought her hands to grasp onto his forearms and squeezed.She needed this.He needed this.Harlow realized that Bucky must have not forgotten the night prior and it was still on his mind as much as her own. Either that or this was the rage he felt from the meeting room now projected onto her just in a different way. She didn't care either way, she was getting what she wanted. As soon as Bucky slipped his tongue between her lips she welcome them but suddenly like a bucket of icy, cold water being thrown on her she realized they stood in a hallway where once again anyone could walk in and see them. She pulled away and he rested his forehead against her own with his eyes still closed."We haven't spoken, about last night" Bucky mumbled against her lips."And this is speaking about it?" Harlow asked breathlessly.This made Bucky let out a chuckle, "No I guess not, it's more fun though".Harlow slapped his chest and moved out from the wall. "I thought you said I had training?" Harlow asked, pressing the button to open the door to the training room."There are other ways to train" Bucky muttered."Let me kick your ass first and then we talk" Harlow called out to him. She turned to put on a pair of boxing gloves.Harlow had a feeling she was in a lot of trouble. She just didn't know if it was the good kind of trouble or the bad.