brooklyn - steve rogers. / captain america.

twenty-four.

anastasia presley james
chapter twenty-four
mar. 20, 2013

(this is back to when ana was in the shield containment center for enhanced individuals)

the crisp cold air filled the room, hugging my body even tighter to hold on to whatever body warmth i can harvest. my unwashed, tangled hair fell over my face and my shoulders. my eyes bloodshot and head lightheaded as i sat in a merely empty cell.

nothing but a made bed kept me company. i look at my bare hands. i miss the ring that i once kept my ring finger. a knock hit the door and i hear it open.

the door opens and reveals several agents and a doctor. i start crawling back into a corner, terrified of what they're about to do. the agents walk over and pin me down, and the doctor pulls out a syringe.

i feel my breaths get shorter and with all my might, i push as hard as i could with the fear overwhelming every and all emotion. i look up and see a syringe hit my arm.

and just before the sedative hit, i hear one thing escape an agents mouth.

"put her in the cell next to barnes."

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three days later.

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a gasp escapes my mouth as i sit up, waking from whatever unconscious state of mind i was in.

"well, welcome to the land of the living, sleeping beauty," i hear a familiar voice say.

"bucky?" my eyes scan the room as i try to fix my blurry vision after waking up and meeting the bright white lights that filled the room.

i wipe my eyes and push my hair behind my ears. my mouth is dry and my body is weak. in all the years of my post experimentation life, i've never felt weak.

i fix my eyes on a silhouette which clears to settle on one james buchanan barnes with his brown hair long and his eyes bright blue and his smile wide.

"w-where are we?" i ask, with my mouth dry.

"that's a side effect of the medication, it'll go away in a few minutes," he sighs, as he was on one side opposite of the clear glass wall,"we are in shield's facility for the enhanced individuals."

"but i'm not," i chuckle looking up at the ceiling, standing up,"i am not an enhanced individual. i'm just-"

"a lab experiment from the 1940s who was designed to become a super soldier, which no one allowed an ounce of respect because she's a woman?" bucky cuts off, raising his eyebrows while giving me a smile.

i throw my hands to my sides in defeat and shake my head,"i'm so stupid."

i rub my face in frustration and groan,"i should have never left the village. i should have never allowed my father to experiment on me, and i should have never trusted anyone!"

"ana, it's okay-" i began to pace the cell and i look over at bucky.

"okay?" i spit rhetorically,"none of this okay!"

bucky sighs and i continue,"we're just lab rats to them, we're lab rats to all of them! i just wanted to be normal."

i feel tears flood my eyes and i fall to my knees. putting my hands on my face, trying to console myself. to say i was freaking out was an understatement.

"an extraordinary woman like you? why would you every wish for normalcy?" bucky smiles at me as i look at him through my clouded eyes,"we never chose any of this. this chose us, and we have to deal with the consequences. but we're strong enough to get through it."