“Ready to go?” You asked and Bucky nodded. “Yeah. Thank you for making time for this today. It was really important.” Bucky had asked you to make a brief stop at the hospital where Joaquin Torres was getting surgery in this moment. He wanted to talk to his friend Sam. “I’m here to support you, not work against you.” You said with a small smile, turning your head to look at him. It was obvious that this man had some serious trust issues. But he was also charming, intelligent and assertive. He certainly wasn’t the worst choice for congress. That’s why you applied for the job as his assistant in the first place.

As you walked out of the hospital, you were greeted by a warm summer night. It was quiet- almost too quiet. You looked around as an eerie feeling crept up your chest. You looked up to see if Bucky was noticing it too. “Stay behind.” He said in a gruff tone. His expression was hard as he gently pushed you behind his back. He felt it too. You opened your mouth, wanting to say something, when you heard a gunshot cutting through the silence of the air. While you were frozen in place, Bucky quickly raised his metal arm to block the bullet with his hand. He pushed you down on the ground, his broad body shielding yours. “Stay down!” He barked as multiple guns started firing.