Snarky ColdWinter #2

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The team had been arguing for a while now, and getting nowhere. They'd narrowed Savage's location down to Italy in September of 1944, but couldn't get any farther than that. James thought he had a pretty good guess what Savage wanted - this was where HYDRA had most of their facilities, and the Red Skull would be the perfect ally to Savage.

The only people who would have any further intelligence about Savage's possible movements were the Allied or Axis forces. Neither were going to hand the information over to a bunch of strangers. Ray wanted to play dress up and march in, pretend to be an officer and demand the information. Sara wanted to go in at night and steal it. There were half a dozen other ideas floating around, and all of them were bad. Quite a few of them were likely to get them shot at.

Ray might be onto something, though. At least, if you turned your head and looked at the idea sideways. Trying to march in and claim to be an officer nobody in the camp had ever seen was asking for a swift visit from the MPs.

Marching in and claiming to be an officer everyone in the camp had seen was another matter.

James had been lurking by the doorway, as was his habit, rather than sitting around the table with the others. He hadn't been contributing, so he was able to slip out without inciting comment. Once in the hall, he strode toward the fabrication room. "Gideon. Do you have any footage or photos of me in uniform in this time period?"

"Of course, Mr. Barnes."

"Good. I need a copy made, and make sure it looks worn and used. Can you do that?"

"Certainly."

"Then do it." James strode into the fabrication area, where a uniform was already synthesizing. He paused, looking at it, and rubbed a hand over the scruff on his chin.

Five minutes later he strode back toward the main room. It felt odd to be back in this uniform. Gideon had even managed to make it smell right - which was to say, like blood and gunpowder and harsh lye soap. Even stranger was not feeling his hair brushing against his cheeks and neck. He hadn't had short hair since HYDRA took him, and he found he already missed it long.

This wasn't him, anymore. It felt like the ghost of Bucky Barnes was riding his shoulders, and the weight was pressing him down.

"...are we supposed to do, walk in and ask them nicely?" Sara was saying, her tone full of exasperation as she threw her hands up at Ray.

"That's exactly what we're gonna do." James rose his voice enough to cut through the babble. Everyone turned to look at him, and most of them did a wide-eyed double-take. He raised an eyebrow at them. "It's just a matter of the right person doing the asking."

Comments

[coldlenny]

Len shrugged, and lied without hesitation. "He doesn't have an issue with you - no more than anyone else. He's sensitive about our relationship, and he's a grump. Takes him a while to warm up to people. Don't take it personally."

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"Uh-huh. Sure." Somehow Bucky really wasn't convinced. The guy kept an eye on him like he thought Bucky was dangerous, somehow.

Although... maybe that was exactly what it was. The guy was worried Bucky might report them, after all. Get them in trouble for the relationship. Len didn't seem to care who knew, but it did seem like James maybe was a little less eager to flaunt it.

After an hour of marching, most of the Waverider group were tired and footsore. James had very little sympathy for them, and he caught an eye roll from Sara that suggested she felt the same. Mick was grumbling about all the flammable things around he wasn't allowed to burn, and Stein looked like he was getting short of breath. Kendra and Ray both kept glancing up like they really wished they could get into the air - which would have been a great strategy, especially for the Atom which could go unnoticed, if not for Bucky's presence among them.

James was so distracted keeping a jealous eye on Bucky and Len that he committed a cardinal sin - he stopped paying attention to everything else. His first warning was the crack of a branch up ahead, too close to be an animal, and a brief glint of sunlight off something metal or glass.

"Ambush!" he shouted a warning, lunging to one side and hitting the ground rolling. Sara landed not far from him, both of them coming to a stop behind thick trees just as the bullets started to fly.

After that, things got heated fast. HYDRA troops in specialized armour and with HYDRA's impossibly advanced weapons came pouring down on them. James picked off as many as he could, and heard the crack of Bucky's rifle doing the same some distance away. The familiar sound of Len and Rory's guns going off at least assured him his lover was all right, but there were more and more troops coming in.

Bucky didn't know what the hell Len pulled out from under his jacket - it looked kind of like a HYDRA weapon, big and clunky, but it seemed to shoot ice. He was rapidly distracted by the black kid who slapped his hand on the old guy's shoulder and burst into flames before shooting up into the air.

"What the fuck..." he didn't have time to finish the question before he saw one of the HYDRA flamethrowers coming up behind Len, apparently unnoticed. "Snart, look out!"

Len whipped around and fired at the new threat, icing the guy and a good area of the ground between him and Bucky. Unfortunately, they'd been closer to the edge of a ravine than Bucky realized, and the ice made the ground crack and fall away beneath his feet. He shouted, scrambling for purchase, but couldn't get a grip on anything.

He tumbled over the edge, heading for the ground below at far too fast a pace. There was just enough of a slope that it probably wouldn't kill him, but the river at the bottom of the gully was fast and turbulent, with an awful lot of rocks.

It was also ice cold, he discovered when he hit the water. And those rocks were really hard, as he proved when he slammed headfirst into one of them.

And that was pretty much the last thing he knew.

[coldlenny]

Len began cursing the moment the ambush was called, at least internally. He couldn't believe HYDRA had managed to get past all of them - and worst of all, they had all been forced to reveal their advanced weaponry and abilities. Ray was the only exception, and he noticed him going to ground near James, with Mick covering him as he torched HYDRA soldiers.

All Len knew was that he couldn't allow Bucky to get hurt or killed. He probably wouldn't have been here if it weren't for them, and that meant the ambush could kill him and change history. So he kept very close to Bucky and fired blast after blast of ice.

Too many, it seemed, as they started to fall.

He saw Bucky hit the water first. He was lucky, landing between the rocks instead of on any of them, and he came up sputtering a moment later. He looked around, shouting Bucky's name, and then saw a figure floating in the water, face down.

With a snarl, he swam to Bucky, fighting the pull of the current that was sweeping both of them downstream at an unfortunate pace. He grabbed the other man and turned him over, treading water and just trying to keep both of them afloat.

Thankfully, he seemed to be breathing, but there was a cut on his forehead that was still bleeding sluggishly.

Another quarter mile downstream, and Len was starting to tire. He hadn't seen Kendra or Raymond in the air, which meant that the others might not have seen where he went. Which also meant that rescue was not imminent.

But the ravine walls had lowered and the river had widened, slowing down considerably. He made for the nearest shore, swimming awkwardly with the burden of the other man. He wasn't a strong swimmer, but he made it, and hauled Bucky out of the water on a rocky sort of beach. Beyond was a stand of dark trees.

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About halfway up the beach, Bucky started coughing as he returned to consciousness and tried to take too deep a breath. Gasping for air, he turned on his side and vomited up some water. When he managed to get his eyes open, he saw Len gripping him under the arms, dragging him along.

Groaning, he lifted a hand to his head, feeling the knot and trickle of blood on his temple. "Fuck. What happened?"

[coldlenny]

Len dropped him when he started to cough, and helped him to lean over and vomit up the water without choking on it. He rubbed Bucky's back, trying to suppress his concern.

But thankfully, he was talking, and seemed to be breathing okay.

"We fell and you hit your head when you hit the water," Len growled. "Think you can get to your feet?"

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"Yeah, I think so." Bucky tried to haul himself to his feet, and dizziness nearly overwhelmed him. He flailed out a hand, and was grateful when Len took it to support him.

Between the two of them they managed to get him to his feet, though it was a near thing. He was forced to sling his arm over Len's shoulders to stay upright. Looking around, he was dismayed not to recognize any landmarks. "How far down river did we come? Did anybody see us go over?"

[coldlenny]

Len had his arm around Bucky's waist and he held him close, shaking his head as he looked back the way they'd come. "I'm not sure how far, and I don't think anyone saw." He pursed his lips. If someone had seen them, he was sure he'd see Kendra and Ray by now, but still not a sign of wings.

"We'll need to try to go back up the river. At least I think we're on the right shore. But if we hit that HYDRA force, we'll be iced pretty quick.

His fingers dropped down to his thigh, but he had dropped his cold gun when he fell. He could only hope that it had fallen on solid ground and could be recovered.

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Bucky tripped and stumbled over nothing, another wave of dizziness hitting him. "I don't think I'm going to make it that far. Find somewhere I can hole up, then you go back for help. It's the only thing that makes sense."

Even if the thought of being left behind, to be potentially recaptured by HYDRA, was a nightmare, Bucky knew what he was suggesting was the only way. He just wished he had a weapon better than a knife, but he'd dropped his rifle on the way down, as well. It was probably at the bottom of the river right now.

[coldlenny]

Len gritted his teeth, hauling on Bucky to keep him moving. They had to at least find some kind of shelter. That water had been pretty cold, and Bucky was definitely not doing well.

"I'm not leaving you, idiot," he snarled. "Keep moving. They'll figure out where we went. We just have to find a place to stop."

[fist_of_hydra]

Steve would definitely come looking for him, which was part of why Bucky thought it made more sense for Len to head upriver - he could meet the search party halfway and lead them back, it would be a lot faster.

Bucky couldn't quite bring himself to protest again, though. Not when he didn't WANT to be left behind, at all. At least the man's insistence on saving him and staying with him meant he probably wasn't intending to kill Bucky for having seen... whatever the hell he'd seen back there.

Probably. Unless he didn't realize Bucky had seen it.

Damn it, he had to know the answer, though. It was going to eat him alive. "So, I don't suppose you'd like to tell me what exactly happened, back there? Because I gotta tell you, watching one of your guy burst into flames is gonna be nightmare fodder, and I've got plenty enough of that already."

[coldlenny]

Len figured Bucky might have seen some things, but he wasn't sure how much the other man had seen - or remembered after the head injury - so he hadn't seen much of a reason to tell him all about it.

But Bucky clearly did remember, and Len sighed faintly. "We told you we're a special ops team, right? You starting to realize why you haven't heard of us, and were reluctant to have you come hang around with us?"

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"And I thought Red Skull was the weirdest thing out there," Bucky muttered, shivering. Then he shivered again, racked with cold, and had to clench his teeth to keep them from chattering.

Ahead he spotted a dip in the ground, a little pseudo cave where one of the forest giants had fallen and its trunk mostly covered a natural hollow. "Over there," he suggested, jerking his head. "We can line it with boughs and dig in until this damn dizziness passes. I'm not going to make it far like this."

[coldlenny]

Len snorted faintly. "The Red Skull is nothing compared to some of the things I've seen, babe." He began to move them in the direction of the hollow Bucky had pointed out. "They'll find us. They can fly over and we'll hear and see them. So all we have to do is hole up and wait. We don't have to worry about running into any HYDRA if we wait for them to come to us."

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"Fly over. Of course they can." Bucky was pretty damn sure the guy didn't mean in a plane. Nobody was ever going to believe all this if he tried to tell them. Not even Steve.

Though Steve would at least believe Bucky wasn't making it up. He'd think his best friend had gone crazy, instead.

He collected a few branches as they passed by them, dumping them into the hollow, but when he tried to turn and go after more he staggered and nearly fell. "Okay, maybe you'd better get the branches, and I'll pack 'em into place as you pass them down." He glanced over the fallen trunk. "At least it'll keep the rain off, if we get any. Of course, it's gonna be freezing once the sun goes down."

[coldlenny]

Len was pretty sure the cat was already out of the bag with respect to the powers and advanced technology his team came equipped with. Somehow they'd need to figure out how to stop that from changing the future.

He sighed as Bucky tried to push himself too much. He really hadn't changed at bit over the years, when it came right down to it.

"We'll just have to cuddle up and keep warm," he purred, catching Bucky by the elbow and trying to steer him over to the hollow. "Let me do the heavy lifting. You sit and try not to pass out."

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The purred comment earned him a slightly nervous sideways look from Bucky. For a moment it looked like he was worried Len would try something with him, but his words showed differently a moment later. "That, uh, friend of yours isn't going to take exception to me getting too close, is he? 'Cause he was growling every time I got near you, and he strikes me as the type I really don't want to piss off."

He slid down into the hollow. There was just about enough room for the two of them if they didn't mind getting close, which was just as well since they had to anyway. Hopefully, it would warm up quickly with body heat, or they'd both be missing some fingers and toes by the time they were found.

Groaning, he settled himself on his knees, packing the branches against the sides and bottom. The dirt was just loose enough that he could press them in, not so much he was worried about it collapsing on them.

[coldlenny]

Len smiled with true amusement at the question. He looked up at the sky, grinning, and then turned that expression on Bucky. "Oh, don't worry. He would never hurt you."

He turned and began to gather up branches, laying them over to disguise the hollow from casual view. When he was done, he bent and crawled inside with Bucky. "How're you doing?"

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"Depends. Do you have a twin brother who showed up recently?" Bucky squinted at him, trying to focus so there was only one of the man. "I'll be okay, I've been through worse. What about you, are you hurt?"

He shifted to make room, but they still ended up pressed close together. Which was just as well, because the shivering wasn't making his headache any better, and it really was their only option for getting warm.

[coldlenny]

"Bumps and bruises." Len slipped his arm around Bucky. He knew he was probably making the other man uncomfortable, but he didn't actually care that much. One day, James wouldn't even remember this, and wouldn't be uncomfortable about being close to Len anyway.

He snuggled in closer. "You know, I like the cold usually, but this is a bit much even for me."

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"Not real fond of it, myself," Bucky admitted, his voice wry. He was stiff against the other man, holding himself awkwardly, but didn't protest the closeness. If anything, he hitched himself closer as well, shivering. "You're sure about that fella of yours, right?"

He was half joking, but it was a real concern. Between that and the proximity, he could hardly stop thinking about the whole thing. Or maybe that was the concussion talking, because his brain did seem to be wandering in strange directions.

"You two really don't give a shit, do you?" he asked, shaking his head. "Don't care who knows. Aren't you worried about, you know, being discharged? Arrested? Neither of you are fairies, not even close, so how does that even work?"

[coldlenny]

Though Len didn't really worry about these things much, it was still good that Bucky wasn't freaking out about being close. Being warm was more important, and it was key that Len keep Bucky safe. Little was more important than that.

"Oh, I'm sure," he murmured. "He might look like an attack dog, but trust me, he's a softy inside that armour."

He shifted to get comfortable on the hard ground, drawing Bucky against his shoulder, and laughed softly at the comment about fairies. "No, I don't care who knows, and I don't care about being arrested. But I'm not sure I understand your question. How does what work?"

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"Well, who... I mean..." Bucky's brain finally caught up to his rambling mouth, and he shook his head. That proved to be a mistake, and he squinted as the world spun for a moment. "Never mind, none of my business at all. Ignore me, I think the head injury is making me stupid."

Stupid enough to keep talking, apparently. "It's just... you guys don't fit anything I know about... that kind of thing. The area we grew up in, it was pretty rough. Lotsa mob bars, places that catered to that, ran pansy acts. Fairies hanging around by the docks, looking for johns. So it's not like I don't know how it works."

[coldlenny]

Len might not be ashamed of who he was, but he didn't know a lot about how homosexuality was viewed in the forties. He wasn't surprised by Bucky's discomfort, but what he heard sounded completely different from what Bucky meant.

"You think I'm a prostitute?" he exclaimed, more baffled than offended.

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"What?" Bucky stared at him. "No, Christ, that's not what I... How the hell did I even get into this conversation?"

He had only himself to blame, and he knew it. He rubbed at the bridge of his nose, pained from more than just the concussion. "I'm just saying, usually it's a fella and a fairy, seems like. Which obviously, neither of you are. So I can't figure out how it works, but it's none of my business, like I said."

[coldlenny]

Len blinked at Bucky for a few moments in utter incomprehension before he just resolved this strange terminology into something like 'top' and 'bottom' and decided to move on from there.

"First of all, you're the one who got curious, which is why you're in this conversation. But to answer your question - James and I trade off," he said finally, because he didn't give a fuck about keeping that a secret from James himself, and he wasn't about to get prissy about it. "We're both control freaks in different ways, so we switch it up. That help?"