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DA Chapter 2

Chapter 1

Clint awoke with an uneasy feeling. It had been several days since his sister had appeared, and though he was not opposed to her disappearing again, he found it odd.

Arriving at the compound, Natasha greeted Barton and informed him that the rest of the team was waiting in the conference room for his arrival. Following her down a hallway, Barton saw the rest of the group sitting together around the large table as he made his way through the room. Their boss seemed to be the only one missing.

Tony looked up from the packet of papers in his hand as Clint took a seat with everyone else. "Finally," he announced, "Let's get this over with, shall we?"

"Relax, Stark," Fury responded as he joined the team, "This isn't going to be quite as cut and dry as you may hope."

"So, what's going on?" Steve asked.

"Over the last week, several S.H.I.E.L.D. locations along the east coast have been hit. We don't know who or why, and they don't seem to be working in the most logical way possible," Hill explained as she entered the room behind Fury.

"What do you mean?" Natasha questioned.

"Logically speaking, we'd expect whoever is doing this to hit the bases in order of their geographical location. But they seem to bounce all over the map. They hit a location in D.C., then one by the Canadian border, before going south of the first location, only to come back to New York." Hill displayed a map at the front of the room, showing all the locations the various attacks had taken place.

"We don't know what they are looking for, but we think they're targeting specific places," Fury added.

"Are there any clues to point us to someone? Anyone?" Clint spoke up.

"The only thing we can go off of is their ability to hack our systems and mess with the security. Whoever these people are, they've got some pretty advanced tech," Fury said. "They are quick too but don't seem to be in this to take down S.H.I.E.L.D. as a whole," he continued. "They hit one or two rooms inside the building, destroy some things, take the files they intended to, and then leave."

"What do they take?" Steve wondered aloud.

"Files on weapons and technology we have been working on, files on some S.H.I.E.L.D. agents - including former agents - and any information we have on Hydra. Nothing that seems important in the immediate future, but in the wrong hands, it could do some damage," Fury replied.

"You said they destroy things," Clint looked at Fury, "I don't suppose there are any photographs of the damage before the agents cleaned it up, is there?"

"Something you're looking for, Barton?"

"Not exactly, sir. I just thought I could look them over and see if something might have been overlooked, is all," he offered.

"I will get them to you later today," Fury agreed.

"So, what do you want us to do about all this?" Tony asked, finally speaking up again.

"We need you all to be on alert and ready to go if we manage to track down whoever is doing this. For all we know, they could hit here or the tower next," Nick explained.

"How soon can we expect them to strike again?" Steve questioned.

"We can't say for sure, but I would expect another location to be hit in the coming days.”

Everyone nodded. The plan was to keep watch throughout the day, and hopefully, they would catch whoever was responsible within the next few days. With nothing left to talk about, everyone began to disperse.

Clint still had the same uneasy feeling he had felt when he woke up, and it was only growing with the news of these security breaches. He knew it was no use trying to figure anything out with the cloud still hanging over his head, so he decided to go to the archery range. Maybe a distraction would help calm his mind and perhaps even find answers.

As he walked into the room, he saw a couple of trainees honing their skills. He watched as one of the recruits shot three arrows in rapid succession, each landing in the center circle of the target. As he approached the group, a smirk grew on his face, standing beside the recruit.

"Hey, newbie. You're doing great," he praised, patting the recruit on the back, "That was impressive," he added.

The recruit turned to him in shock. "Y-Your Clint Barton?!" she stammered.

"Yeah, I am. Who are you?" Clint tilted his head curiously.

"Natalie. Natalie Smith. Pleased to meet you," she held her hand out and shook Clint's lightly.

"Same here, Natalie. Keep shooting like that, and maybe I can retire soon," he joked, picking up a bow and quiver from the end of the line.

Though Clint hated using equipment that wasn't his, he found himself relaxing a bit with the training session. After a quick challenge between himself and the recruits to test their accuracy, Clint took a breather and watched as they continued practicing, giving pointers when he was asked and correcting anything he saw wrong.

After spending a bit of time at the range, Clint made his way to the small office he had at the compound. He didn’t use it much, mainly because he usually didn't stay long enough to sit down and make himself comfortable. Fury had insisted they each have an office space, though, 'just in case.'

Once he sat down, he noticed someone had been by and dropped the information about the recent attacks on the S.H.I.E.L.D. facilities. Picking up a file folder that sat in the middle of the desk, he began looking over the photos from each location that had been hit so far. The pictures showed rooms in disarray, but nothing necessarily damaged beyond repair. Whoever did this was doing it as a way to let S.H.I.E.L.D. know they had been there. They were sending a message, nothing more.

Clint sighed deeply, shaking his head. He had no idea what he was looking for or if he would even spot anything, but Barton knew he had to try. Something inside of him was telling him to search and that he would know what it was when he saw it.

As he was thumbing through the stack of pictures, he finally noticed something in one of them. It wasn't anything that the person had physically left, like a drawing on the wall or anything. But Clint saw a distinct symbol amongst the debris. Whoever hit the locations laid out the items in the shape on purpose. He picked up the photo, examining it closely, almost as if hoping he was wrong.

Flipping through the rest of the photos in the folder, including the ones he had already checked, he found several others with similar imagery hidden in the chaos. The more pictures he looked at, the quicker he spotted it. Always the same symbol, always subtle - left at the scene, just for him to find.

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Finding Home Chapter 24

Chapter 23

With everything unfolding recently, I made a choice. Albeit, I admit, it’s probably the wrong choice, it’s mine nonetheless.

I digress; ever since I told the team the truth about my past and what I was, nothing has changed. Not with them anyway. With Bucky, though? It is another story.

His memories are back. Which means he remembers the pain, the heartache, the evil.

Sure, he remembers the good as well. The comfort and safety he felt when we were alone together.

He no longer has to hide the fact that he is sharing a bed with me. It is no secret that when we are together, the nightmares that had plagued him were nonexistent.

But that’s not the point.

Despite the feelings we share, can I stick around, knowing what I had caused him in the past? I know he wants me to stay. But the choice isn’t his.

He is my light. He is my safety. He is my Soldier. He is my home.

Still, the choice is mine to make.

Bucky, Steve, Tony, and Natasha are all out on a mission. Everyone else is too enthralled in their activities to notice anything about mine. This is probably the only chance I will have, so I am taking it.

Sitting on my bed, notebook, and pen in hand, I start writing.

By the time you find this, I'll be gone. That's probably the last thing you'd want to hear - especially from me.

One of the most complex decisions I have ever had to make was choosing whether to walk away or stay with you, my Soldier.

I cannot escape the pain of our past, but I refuse to allow it to cloud your future.

This is a mission I must take on alone — a battle between my head and my heart that I can’t ask you to fight. Though it won’t be home, it will serve as a memory of our love.

So please - promise me you'll leave well enough alone.

My Soldier, this is our goodbye.

Your Queen

I place the note on my pillow. Somewhere I know he will quickly find it. There is no point in hiding it, no point in trying to avoid the truth.

I pack the few essentials that I need into a backpack and make my way out — stopping in the doorway just long enough to glance back into my room, letting out a heavy sigh before I continue on my path out of the Tower.

I know where I’ll go.

There is no reason to go too deep into hiding this time. If they find me, so be it. So I will go where I am comfortable. I will go somewhere quiet, somewhere most won’t think to look.

Pushing the door of the little cottage open, I smile softly. Getting lost in the view.

Just as I remembered it.

The musky smell invading my senses snaps me out of my daze. I toss my bag onto the dusty chair in the living room and make my way throughout the small home to open windows.

Once everything is open, and the cool breeze is flowing through, I find my way to the kitchen. Everything is still where I left it.

I walk back to my bag and find my wallet. Taking the cash, I leave my humble abode and go into town. Picking up just the necessary items - some food for a couple of days, sponges, soap, hygiene items, etc. - I quickly pay and return to my solitude. Ready to start anew, yet again.

When the four team members return home, they are exhausted.

Though the mission had gone well overall, it hadn’t been easy.

It was late at night. Natasha and Tony each go to their respective floors, while Steve and Bucky go off to theirs. With a simple nod to his friend, Steve retires to his room for the night. Bucky makes a stop in his bedroom just long enough to shower.

Once he is clean and changed, he makes his way to Marena’s room. Only she isn’t there. He sees the note on the top of the pillow, and his face drops.

Bucky crumples the note in one hand before letting out a furious scream and throwing his fist through the wall just beside the bed. Hearing the yell and subsequent thud from the wall, Steve burst into the room.

“What’s the matter, Buck? What happened?” Quickly taking in the scene and realizing Marena is nowhere to be seen, his line of questioning shifts. “Where’s Petrova?”

“Gone,” Bucky growls.

“What do you mean, gone?”

Bucky throws the crumpled note at Steve, who catches it rather un-elegantly. He flattens it out as best he can and reads it over. Glancing up, he notices that Bucky slumped over, sitting on the edge of her bed.

“She’s gone, Steve. She’s gone.”

Bucky spent the next week a complete mess.

He is wound up. He is pissed off - that would probably be an understatement, but you get it - frustrated, determined. Searching every memory he can think of to find some clue as to where Marena had run.

Steve can do nothing to calm Bucky’s nerves, so he does what he can to help find some information. Tony is even trying to help in the search. All he knows is that he last saw her on surveillance at the JFK airport, and she got on an international flight. He couldn’t get anything else.

That left so many options open, though. Did she get on another flight after that? Why did she leave in the first place?

“She’d go somewhere she knows. She’s not hiding, at least not like before, or she wouldn’t have left the note.” Natasha sits at the bar in the kitchen, trying her best to help the situation.

“That doesn’t help Nat. She knows everywhere. She was on the run for how long?” Bucky snaps back.

“I mean, she’d go somewhere comfortable. Somewhere, she has a history. Somewhere quiet.” Despite wanting to smack Barnes for his outburst, she stays calm. Knowing he didn’t mean to give her attitude.

“But where?!” He slams his fists on the table in frustration.

“Buck. Relax. Getting all worked up like that isn’t going to help. Natasha is just trying to help you narrow it down.” Steve reasons.

Bucky lets out a heavy sigh. Setting his head in his hands, elbows propped up on the bar, he runs his fingers through his hair roughly.

“Maybe… maybe she left a clue?” Sam tries to offer.

“How? She left everything in that room, and I’ve read that damn note a thousand times.” Bucky mumbles, not bothering to lift his head.

“Can I take a look?” Nat offers.

“Be my guest.” Bucky sighs as he pushes the note toward her.

The room is silent for a good fifteen minutes. During which, Natasha reads - and re-reads, and re-re-reads, and well, you get it - the note, until she finally picks up on something.

Marena was nothing, if not subtle.

“Barnes?” She finally speaks up, breaking the silent tension that had clouded the room.

“What?” He groans.

“Though it won’t be home, it will serve as a memory of our love.” She reads.

“Yea? What about it?”

“Could that be her clue for you?” She sets the paper down. “I mean, I know she said for you to stay behind, live your life, all that crap. But it is Petrova. I think that line is for you, in a way the others aren’t. It’s her way of giving you a chance.”

Bucky squeezes his eyes shut, feeling the prick of the tears that are threatening to fall. He takes a deep breath as he thinks about what Nat has just said.

Maybe she was right. Perhaps it was a clue. But how? What could it mean? ‘It will serve as a memory of our love.’? What does that even - Bucky shot up straight in his chair. Eyes wide as if he had just seen a ghost.

“What is it, Buck?” Steve looks at his friend, worried.

“I know where she is.”

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DA Chapter 4

Chapter 3

The elevator chimed, and Clint stepped out into the main room of the Avengers’ tower. The others had already arrived and were sitting on the various sofas and chairs around the center of the room. He could hear Tony throwing a fit, complaining about something, and arguing with the others.

“If nothing was taken or destroyed, I don’t see what the issue is, Stark,” Bucky stated.

“Because I don’t like knowing someone was going through my shit, Barnes, that’s what!”

“What’s going on?” Clint asked as he approached the group.

“Someone managed to get into the tower last night,” Steve told him.

“Shit,” Clint said softly. “Any idea who it was?”

“They left this,” Natasha slid a piece of paper across the table toward him.

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Chapter 5

Natasha stands in the middle of the room, waiting for the two men to leave before turning to face me.

“Sorry about outing you like that,” she says innocently.

“It’s fine. Tony would have found out eventually anyway.”

“So?”

“So?” I look at her with a raised brow.

“You and Barnes?” She smiles.

“Not happening, Nat.” I laugh.

“Oh, come on. You can tell me anything! We’re best friends!” she whines.

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Ch. 8

Chapter 7

It was hard to believe that Maura had been at the Tower for just over a year, even though she had only officially been a part of the team for a couple of months. She’d gotten used to working with the different team members and was comfortable enough around them that she didn’t feel like an outsider or anything any longer. Maura enjoyed the training sessions; they helped her keep a level head in battle and prevent things from going sideways. Which, given her assignment, was something she needed to keep from giving away anything more than what they already knew.

She had gone on a couple of brief missions sporting her new suit from Tony and looking the part of an Avenger. All the while, she kept a close eye on her teammates so that she could report back to her command with some sort of helpful information. That was put on hold for now, though. The team had a new mission that would need her full attention.

“Thor, what do you know about this Perrikus guy?” Fury questioned.

“Only that he is a god of power and an enemy of Asgard,” Thor answered.

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DA Chapter 3

Chapter 2

Three days had passed since Fury had informed the team of the attacks on the S.H.I.E.L.D. facilities. Whoever was doing the damage seemed to have taken a break from their efforts.

Clint had kept to himself for the most part since finding the symbol in the photographs Fury had given him. Barton hadn’t mentioned to anyone what he discovered, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he was wrong about what he saw.

By day four, Natasha was getting a little concerned. She found Barton in his small office, still staring at one of the photos. Walking in, Nat closed the door behind her and quickly took a seat at the desk opposite Clint. “Alright, spill,” she said flatly.

“What?”

“You have been unusually quiet the last few days, holed up in this office that you never use, and you’ve done almost nothing except stare at these pictures. There’s nothing there, Clint.”

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Broken Promise (oneshot) - SPN Dean x Reader

Dean finally found someone he could lean on, someone he could trust with his secrets. She promised him forever, but that promise was broken.

Devil’s Favorite Daughter - SPN OC

When Crowley is killed and Lucifer is roaming free once more, a former ally of Crowley, one that was thought to only exist in stories, must help the Winchesters close the gates of Hell for good, or else the world could once again fall to ruin.

Double Agent - Marvel OC

As Tony’s long-lost twin sister, Maura had an easy time getting in with the Avengers and SHIELD. But were her intentions really what she claimed?

Family Matters - SPN Sam x OC

When Sam is hurt on a hunt in northern Minnesota, Dean is left with no other option but to contact Tori - despite her giving up the hunter life years ago. They never expected to learn the truth on why she really gave up being a hunter, nor did they expect it to have such an impact on their own lives.

I Hope (cont.) - Marvel Bucky x Reader

When she finds Bucky while out at a local bar with Natasha, Y/N must confront him about his lies. Part 1 posted HERE There were requests to continue the story - so more parts are in the works.

Lonely (oneshot) - SPN Dean x Reader

When the brothers decide to make a stop at the bar before heading home from their latest hunt, Dean must finally come to terms with one of his greatest fears. The real question is - will they get through it? Or will it all crumble around him?

Good One (oneshot) - Marvel Bucky x Reader

Sure, he used to be a pawn for Hydra - but he wasn’t all bad.

Summer Of Love (oneshot) - SPN Dean x ex-Reader

Dean messed up. He knew it as soon as she had walked out the door. But he never expected her to spend her summer this way.

You Broke Me (oneshot) - SPN Dean x Reader

He would come and go as he pleased, and she was always there when he called. But she has finally had enough.

Finding Home Masterlist

When Marena Petrova finds herself once again with the Avengers, she must try to put her feelings aside and work as part of the team. A task easier said than done with the - now-former - Winter Soldier now a part of said team. Is she able to keep her work and private life separate? Or is longing for that feeling of home once again far too great for her to run away from?

These will be ongoing for the entire story -

Characters - Bucky Barnes/TWS, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson, Nick Fury, Marena Petrova (OC)

Pairing - Bucky/Marena

Word Count - TOTAL ~40,230

Warnings - Mentions of torture, mentions of blood, mentions of killing, mentions of guns, some characters minor OOC pieces (If you spot any other warnings I should add, please let me know so I can edit this post to include them!)

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Author’s Notes **PLEASE READ THIS FIRST** INTRO Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Epilogue