brock hated how their mission had turned out. he wasn’t suppose to leave the weapon on his own and everything in his body screamed not to leave , but his team dragged him away , when the mission went south and told him , that the weapon was made to fight on his own. they weren’t suppose to be caught , he knew they had a face to keep hidden , they knew they couldn’t be in the public of the eye and if things went downhill , that they were suppose to hide out in the save house. bucky knew to return to that one too , so he only did hope the asset would come back , that he was able to make it out alive even though everything in him wanted to stay back , wanted to help bucky , because to him he was more than a weapon , but he knew he would fuck it up , he would show the emotion he wasn’t suppose to feel and then he’d fuck his plans. he’d fuck up to flee , so there was no other way out than just leaving and he did. but once at the save house , brock was pacing around ,telling the team to settle for the night and they did. yet he kept awake , pacing around , being worried about someone he shouldn’t be worried about , yet he couldn’t help it. he couldn’t just think of someone with this tragedy to be nothing more but a weapon. he exhaled a deep breathe , as his hazel eyes moved towards the door when he could hear the door and his eyes widened as he quickly stepped towards him. „ you’re here. “ , his voice was only a whisper , when his arms wrapped around him immediately , pulling him close , feeling the relief to see him. brock didn’t care if anyone saw them like this , he was too happy to see him , too relief that he wasn’t dead. the brunet wanted to pull away , wanted to look at the asset , when he could feel him go limb in his arms , when he could feel the weight being pressured against his own body and for a split second it took him by surprise and he stumbled backwards , gasping softly , before he was quick to react and settled him on the floor and once he raised his hands and saw them they were covered in blood. his eyes widened in blood and he cursed under his breathe , as he quickly checked for the injuries , tried to put pressure on his wounds. „ fuck..y ou’ll be fine. i promise you’re gonna get through this.. “ , he mumbled over and over again in order to stay calm. the navy taught him that no one stayed behind and he wouldn’t give up on that , especially not on someone he was trying to save.