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Потом парочка меня не заинтересовала, а вот потом нашелся очень интересный фанфик.
По итогам 4-х прочитанных глав, могу сказать, что омегаверс тут пока больше как оправдание безудержному флирту Баки и Стива. Особо диких подробностей нет, авторы заявили очень слоу-бёрн, пока так оно и есть. Не удивлюсь, если то самое будет только в самом конце.

Heat Stroke by cleo4u2, xantissa
Complete Work 30 Dec 2016
Tags: Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceJames "Bucky" Barnes/Steve RogersJames "Bucky" Barnes Steve Rogers Tony Stark Nick Fury Natasha Romanov Clint Barton Pepper Potts Sam Wilson (Marvel) Bruce Banner Original Male CharacterAlpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics Scent Marking Omega!Bucky Alpha!Steve AU reference to forced bonding references to past rape references to past torture heat - Freeform Rutting multiple POVs Action/Adventure First Time Angst Alternative Meeting winter soldier - Freeform Knotting Slow Burn Switching Multiple Orgasms Over stimulation Slowest of the burn Wordcount: Over 200.000 First Meetings
Summary: Captain America and the Winter Soldier meet for the first time in 2015. Now Bucky, after years of torture at Hydra's and more as a prisoner of S.H.I.E.L.D., is being given the chance to gain his freedom. All he has to do, is complete a mission with a team he can't stand while following the orders of yet another pompous, controlling Alpha. Steve thinks he can get his team through their most difficult mission to date, so long as he can get the smell of the Winter Soldier's heat out of his nose.
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Итак, почему заинтересовало:
-фанфик закончен 30.12.2016, и уже на первой странице фильтра по хитам.
-243к слов - это же нифига так авторов затянуло. Более того, есть вторая часть на 53к слов.
-один из соавторов - xantissa, которая написала Сталкера (ссылка ниже).

В общем, я пока на 4-ей главе и мне очень-очень нравится!

Баки и Стив не знакомы. Они также выросли в довоенном Бруклине, жили на одной улице. Пару раз пересеклись, даже подрались, видели семьи друг друга на воскресной службе и все. Они не стали друзьями.
Баки уходит на фронт, 107 пехотный захватывает Красный Череп, над Баки в Аззано ставят опыты. И никто его не спасает. :weep3:
Соответственно, он не падает с поезда, его планомерно все эти годы мучает Гидра, руку ему отрезают наживую. А, поскольку Баки - омега, ему меняют что-то там, что течки у него каждый месяц, а не раз в полгода, как обычно в той вселенной. Сделано это для того, чтобы завязывать Баки на его хэндлера. В общем, логично.
Стоит отметить, что у них нет помутнения на фоне течек. То есть, они есть, но вполне себе контролируемые.

Теперь Стив. У Стива умирает мама, здоровья нет, денег нет, работы нет, Баки нет. :weep3: И он соглашается на сыворотку Эрскина. Попадает на фронт, узнает про 107-ой, и скольку его папа служил в 107-ом, он уходит в самоволку и разносит лагерь в Аззано.
Уводит оттуда солдат, но не Баки. :weep3:

В наше время к Баки возвращаются воспоминания, он разносит Гидру, убивает на фоне своей пути мщения кучу народу. На фоне этого выясняется, что Щит наполовину Гидра. Баки попадает в заключение на Рифт (тюрьма в море), где его три с половиной года держали в клетке. Без каких-либо подавителей его ежемесячных течек. В общем, Фьюри-гад.

Это все выясняется не скопом, а на протяжении разговоров/историй первых трех глав. Здорово! На тебя не сбрасывают кучу информации, а естественно и непринужденно вводят в курс.

А теперь завязка. Это самая вкусная часть. Тут есть сюжет!
В каком-то институте/центре исследований происходит что-то странное. Там работает какой-то докторишка, который что-то изобрел. Щит посылал два отряда, но они не вернулись. Видеосъемка показала, что их убило что-то странное, вроде химзаражения. И там еще бегает какой-то монстр. В общем, почти как Резидент Ивл! Атмосфера - очень достойная, почти саспенс.
Щит посылает на задание (узнать что произошла и притащить докторишку) Стива, Тони и Наташу. И... Баки!!!
Получается, такой фик-расследование, почти детектив (по трем главам). Плюс взаимодействие. Очень хороший Стив и Баки. Тони в своем избалованном репертуаре, но не бесит. Наташа... это Наташа.


***
Фьюри приходит на Рифт к Баки и пытается его шантажом вынудить сотрудничать. Выходит не очень. Баки умный ))

“The thing is,” the Soldier said quietly, tilting his head back to rest against the wall and staring into the middle distance, not even bothering to look at Fury. “I have time.”
From the pocket of his extremely unflattering orange jumpsuit, the Soldier pulled a packet of cigarettes, a lighter, and lit one up. Prisoners weren’t supposed to have cigarettes at the Raft, let alone lighters, but this man somehow managed to get his hands on some anyway. That was the problem with jailing the Winter Soldier. Sooner or later he would get out. He knew it, Fury knew it; everyone knew it, and there didn’t seem to be a way to stop the inevitable.
“You can hold he me here for five, ten, fifteen years…” the Soldier exhaled the smoke toward the ceiling, “It doesn’t matter. I won’t get older, while you will. You’ll retire or somebody who gives you orders will retire. There will be changes, there are always changes. Sooner or later somebody will come here, to stand where you stand now, and offer me a deal.”

***
Баки приводят в Трискелион и его первый разговор со Стивом, Тони и Наташей.

Bucky nearly laughed the man in the face.
“You think you scare me?”
“It’s rare the people we’re sent after are afraid, so no,” Tony said easily, apparently unconcerned that Bucky held him and the others in contempt.
“You wouldn’t be the first after me, or the last, but in the end, I’m the one left standing.”
“We’re still standing,” Tony said, looking up at the Captain, “We are standing, right?”
Rolling his eyes, the Captain placed his hand on the Omega’s shoulder to quiet him.

***
Баки проходит тренировочный тест, перед этим выбирает оружие: два ножа, два пистолета. Тони удивляется, почему он не выбрал "большие игрушки".

“One of you explain to me what he’s doing,” the Omega, Tony, demanded in a whisper.
“You were an arms dealer,” Steve said, a note of incredulousness to his tone, “How do you not know what he’s doing?”
“But he’s ignoring the best and prettiest toys!” Tony protested.
Steve groaned loudly, not even trying to pretend they weren’t talking about him.
“Tony, please, what do you think those ‘pretty’ toys are going to do in in here with steel-reinforced concrete?”
“Ah,” Tony said, sounding almost ashamed. Almost. “Right.”
“Remember,” Steve asked quickly, “when you asked why I never take you on covert missions? That’s why. Your first instinct is to use the biggest, shiniest, most destructive toy and damn the consequences.”
Tony huffed petulantly.

“Shut up, Rogers. I’m your first string and you know it.”
Steve snorted.

***
Фьюри-гад, Стив-хороший, хороший.

“Sit, James,” Fury ordered.
Bucky glared, spine stiffening.
“For fuck’s sake,” Steve cursed.
“Okay, maybe he’s worse than me,” Tony mumbled.
Bucky glared at the little shit, but felt his stomach twist oddly when the Captain said evenly, “Please sit, Mr. Barnes.”
Eyeing the Captain, Bucky drew out a chair, and sat.
“Thank you.”

***
Фьюри-вообще-гад, а Стив-хороший, Тони тоже хороший (Тони тут омега, хотя, он наверное везде омега, истерический все-таки персонаж))))

The Captain met Bucky’s gaze, that furrow still between his brows.
“And what does he get for assisting?” he asked in a tight voice.
“We were considering allowing him heat suppressants. Should he survive the mission, that is.”
On either side of the Captain, Tony and Natasha tensed.
“Considering?” the Captain repeated, gaze returning to Fury, voice low and angry. “Meaning you’ve been denying them?”
“Allowing?” Tony echoed Steve.

Fury’s jaw tensed, but he answered, even though it was obvious he didn’t want to.
“It has been decided that it would make him easier to control if he went without them.”
“It’s torture,” Steve snapped, his hands gone white on the table’s edge, “It’s illegal.”
Bucky snorted, but the Captain didn’t even glance his way. Again.
“How long?” Tony asked from beside Steve, his voice low and artificially even.
Fury clearly did not want to answer that question, avoiding even Natasha’s gaze. Bucky remained quiet, waiting to see what the man would do? Would he lie? Would he risk Bucky exposing his lie? Or would he think that Bucky would be too afraid of retaliation to go against him? Bucky didn’t know which option would be best for him, so he waited.
When Fury didn’t answer fast enough, the Captain looked at Bucky for an answer anyway.
“How long?”
“Three-and-a-half years.”

Tony surged to his feet, mouth open to start shouting. Though she glared at Fury, Natasha didn’t move. The Captain caught Tony’s arm, making the Omega go still all at once. Bucky absently wondered if they were bonded.
“Freedom,” the Captain declared quietly.
All eyes snapped his way as if he’d shouted. Bucky wasn’t sure he quite understood what he was saying. Because it couldn’t be...what it sounded like? Right?
“That’s what he gets if he decides to assist in our mission.”

***
Стив приходит к Баки, чтобы забрать его миссию. Приносит договор, его оружие и обмундирование. Баки не перестает мучить вопрос, почему Стив не реагирует на его омега-запах-в-течке.

“Who is she?”
Steve stopped, but he didn’t turn.
“She?” he questioned, caught wrong-footed again.
“The bitch that has such a tight hold on you I don’t affect you at all.”
“I… What?”
A long, drawn out sigh.
“Is it a he, then? You bonded with that Tony?”
There was the strangest note in Barnes’ voice that Steve couldn’t quite place.
“I’m not… Why are you asking?”
There was a rustle of clothing behind him and the sharp ‘zip’, ‘zip’, of zippers being jerked open and closed.
“No Alpha’s ever resisted me before. I’m trying to decide if I’m slipping.”
Steve snorted, shaking his head at the inanity of the question. Out of all the things the Soldier could have asked, it was this. Why did he care if Steve was bonded? It wasn’t like he wanted to mate.
“I’m not bonded,” Steve answered flippantly, “so you must be slipping.”
Steve didn’t bother hiding his grin when he heard the Sergeant mutter, “Asshole.”

***
Баки одевает свои чОрный костюм.

“Damn it, they didn’t oil the leather,” he heard the man grumble quietly, followed by more creaking before the leather was worked loose and stopped groaning in complaint.

***
Команда начинает обыск территории. Разделились на пары Стив-Тони, Баки-Наташа и проверяют офисные помещения на этаже. Тишина, людей нет, звуков нет, следов борьбы нет. И тут зазвонил телефон.

When one began ringing, Steve nearly came out of his skin. The shield was halfway to a throwing position when he recognized the noise. Tony, on the other hand, blasted an entire cubicle to smithereens. Grey fabric, twisted electronic components and paper flew into the air.
“Oops.”
Steve gave him his best, ‘Seriously?’ look.
Nat’s voice immediately came over the comms.
“Rogers, status.”
“Tony has eliminated a cellphone,” Steve informed her. “With extreme prejudice.”
Barnes snorted.
“Hey, that’s only because I was the faster draw. You were gonna take a swing at it, too.”

“Well,” the Sergeant drawled, “if they didn’t know we were here, they do now. What did you hit it with, a grenade?”
“A grenade?” Tony somehow sounded insulted. Steve rolled his eyes before turning back to his sweep. “That’s so last century. Well, I suppose you are last century, so why am I surprised.”

***
А в это время Баки, ыхыхыхыхыхы:

“Barnes, what the hell are you doing?” Natasha demanded as Steve and Tony proceeded down the hall again.
Steve slowed his progress down the cramped corridor, and glanced at Tony. The Iron Man faceplate looked back at him, and Steve briefly lamented he couldn’t see the man’s eyes. It had been a risk, sending the Sergeant with Natasha. At least, his instincts had said it was. He was volatile, she was tiny; Steve didn’t trust him, she was his best friend. Logically, however, he knew he couldn’t babysit either Omega. There had to be trust here, at least that the Sergeant could be professional, even if Steve didn’t trust that at all.
Besides, Natasha could handle herself.
“Natasha, report,” Steve demanded, a little too sharply for his own liking.
“He’s rummaging through the desks.”

“What for?” Steve asked, bewildered.
Steve and Tony stopped outside the next door and paused with Steve’s hand on the knob. Breaching a room with his mind elsewhere wasn’t an option. The moment stretched on, silent and tense, as they waited for either Natasha or Sergeant Barnes to say something. Steve couldn’t help but wonder if he’d made a mistake and then Natasha was back in his ear.
“Looking for snacks, apparently.”
“Free supplies,” Barnes announced, obviously pleased with himself.

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