Warnings: Medical equipment, Weapons, cursing, unsafe (forced) environment, (Forced) surgery, scars

Content: !8+ MDNI, Adult topics, Forced surgery

Pairings: ReaderxBuckyBarnes, Readerxkidnapper, Readerxex-boyfriend, ReaderxHydra

Word count: 982

Mentions: @baw1066

Link to full story (still in the works): https://www.wattpad.com/story/370679883?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=gothhasarusrex

A/n: Omg hi everyone!!!! I know it's been a while I have been super busy working on irl projects. I hope you will enjoy this chapter and hopefully, more consistent posts will happen!!! byeeeee!

You wake up laying on the floor handcuffed to a chain on the wall your vision not yet clear as your eyes flutter. Once your eyes are completely open you sit up and look slightly disoriented.

"Hi sleepyhead glad you finally decided to join us" Rowan grins 

"Us?" Rowan nods with that evil grin on his face. We had company, and suddenly, people in lab coats came forward. Instantly you back yourself up until you hit a wall you were afraid. 

"Rowan, please, let's talk about this." My voice shook despite my efforts to hide it, and its scared tone was as clear as the night sky.

"Sweetheart, it's too late for that now. Be a good girl and stay still." The people I assumed were doctors started to get closer, as did Rowan with his piercing grin. How could he be happy hurting someone he once claimed to love? I can't back away as much as I'd like. I looked at Rowan, the fear clear in my gaze. He walked closer, as did the others. He crouched down in front of me and reached into his pocket.

"Now, Y/n, are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?" he asks, pulling out another vial from his pocket. It was another sedative of some kind. I looked at him. I was in no place to protest, so I held out my arms, knowing the next step. Rowan looks at me approvingly.

"Good girl" he praises pulling out the syringe pulling between his fingers poking the needle into the vial and bringing the drugs into the syringe. I remember now this is where my fear of needles came from, the pinch of the needle piercing my skin, the sharp sting of whatever Rowan decided to drug me up with.

"Just a pinch sweetheart" he always told me I felt sick my stomach churning forming more knots than before. I was too immersed in my thoughts to realize he had already stuck the needle in the drug coursing through my vein my thoughts started to disappear as my mind grew more foggy the sedative working fast and before I knew it my eyes fluttered shut. Rowan then takes the key to my restraints and unlocks it my body was limp and lifeless at that moment. He motions the doctors over to my lifeless body.

"Take her to the table strap her down make sure she can't move a muscle" he demanded Rowan Pierce was not the one to mess with especially when it came to his little experiments so they complied one of the male doctors picked my limp body up and throwing me across his shoulder the other doctors preparing for the surgery. I was laid down on the metal table my body held down by the safety straps. Who knows what Rowan was planning to do with me but the thing that was certain it wouldn't be good.

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Bucky was pacing the hotel room, his mind racing with thoughts of you and what could be happening to you. Just then Bucky's phone buzzes, a text from an unknown number.

"Hey there, soldat. I heard you're looking for me...well, Y/N, don't worry. We're taking good care of her, see?" A picture of you strapped to a medical table is sent to his phone.

"Where is she? What are you doing to her?" Bucky's fingers tap on the phone screen quickly.

"She's safe. We're just getting her ready for her new home, even though I'd much rather keep her; she isn't mine."

Bucky was puzzled by the text's meaning: "New home." She was his girlfriend, not some piece of property. He was about to reply when Sam walked into the room.

"Who's that Buck?" Sam questioned but Bucky just slipped his phone back into his pocket.

"Nobody important, now how are we going to save my girl"

"Don't worry we have a plan it just might not be easy"

"Well, what is it? We don't have much time"

"There's the auction in Madrippoor, she'll be there Selby will sell her off get her money's worth off your pet" Zemo cuts in from in the kitchen. Bucky's attention goes toward Zemo although he didn't have a fond expression on his face it was the familiar grumpy look he often had.

"Are you suggesting we buy my girlfriend back?" Bucky furrows his brows and Sam can sense Bucky's obvious disapproval so he speaks up.

"Look man I don't like the idea either but it's the only plan we have right now at least it's something" Sam places a hand on Bucky's shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. Sam knew Bucky was desperate to get Y/n back even though he'd never admit how upset and torn apart he was.

"When is it? The auction" Bucky sighed he knew it was all he had right now Sam was right at least we had some sort of plan.

"I'm not certain but I can find out" Zemo replies taking a sip of his Cherry Blossom tea.

"You don't even know?" Bucky huffs he is getting more annoyed and  impatient 

"Ok ok let's not fight guys let's just find out when the auction is" Sam replies quickly before Bucky and Zemo start fighting. "We'll find Y/n as long as we don't kill each other first. Now Zemo how do find out about this auction?"

"Well my friend I know a few people around I can get intel on where this auction is being held"

"Then let's go," Bucky says plainly already grabbing his jacket. Bucky was determined to find Y/n he would risk his own very life on it.

So off they went grabbing all of their weapons because you never know what will happen then the three men got in Zemos private jet and went to get the intel needed to save Y/n.