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“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

Part Two: Teeth - Teeth b.b (au)

summary: Detective James ‘Bucky’ Buchanan Barnes, 39th Precincts best and New York’s finest - every case handed to Barnes gets solved, but what happens when multiple murders come to Midtown?

pairing: detective!bucky x detective!fem reader

warnings: mentions of blood, open wounds, a lotta blood, violence, sex, drugs, alcohol and a whole lot of cursing.

word count: 3.3k

A/N: hi babeeeys!! sorry for the delay on part two! work is scrambling my brain but thank u for all the kind feedback for part one!! hope u enjoy part two! 

as always, feedback is greatly appreciated, tell me what you thought of this fic!

Bucky wanted nothing more than to kick Y/N off the case and send her back to wherever the hell she came from. Once Stark announced he was pairing the two up on the Midtown Murders case, hell had very nearly broken loose. Y/N stormed into Stark’s office with a coffee in one hand and her other pulled into a fist, smoke near enough flowing out of her ears and eyes nearly glazing over red. 

A few days had passed and the pair couldn’t think of anything worse than being paired together but here they were, ten minutes into a thirty minute drive to Brooklyn, the static of the car radio mixing with their deafening silence, choking them both slowly. 

Bucky was accustomed to the silence, taking on cases alone meant he could work in peace, catch the bad guys, file his paperwork and move on to the next one. Silence surrounded his person. Detective Barnes kept silent about his personal life, his emotions and most of all, he kept silent about her.

Y/N tapped her fingers on her thighs, eyes flickering from building to building as the car passed them. For someone who lived in the city, she never saw much of it in her own time - the downside of being a cop. 

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Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes // The Winter Soldier

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