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The rain was like bullets on theirs backs as they made their way back to Bucky's flat. The downpour had not let up in the slightest. In fact, If Bucky had to guess, he would have said it had worsened since they made their escape. The street gutters were small streams that poured into the drainage pipes, their shoes splashing through them as they returned to the sidewalk. She kept a ways behind him, he noticed. Not by his side, but just a few steps behind. He cast a glance over his shoulder every so often just to make she was still there. Every time her eyes would look up to his, full of curiosity and intrigue, but also inevitable surprise an

Part 7 Smoke and dust hung heavy in the air, and bullets flew through the darkness. You ducked reflexively as a bullet came flying past your head. "Why do you do that?" Bucky asked. "You know the things won't hit you." "It's good practice." You said. "You never know when real bullets could be flying at your head." Bucky rolled his eyes. "You're something, you know that?" You smiled, ducking again. This time it was because of an explosion. "Don't fight it." You grinned. "Everyone falls in love with me. I'm a force of nature." "It wasn't a compliment." He sighed, flinching when a bullet flew through his chest. "God how much more of this i