The Winter Soldier and the Blue Phoenix (complete)

The Flashbacks

Natasha finishes cleaning you up and you walk out of the bathroom.

"Hey Steve, can I borrow another t-shirt?" You ask.

"Yeah! I'll be sure to make it a black or red one." He chuckles.

Your face turns red as Steve walks into his room. You walk over to Bucky.

"Hey, Bucky. What happened?" You try to stay calm about it.

"I don't know, I think they gave me the trigger words, but it didn't process in my brain. I'm sorry for that."

"Don't worry, it wasn't you. It was the-" You stop yourself.

You can't bring yourself to say it, "The Winter Soldier." You say, sounding like you're holding a grudge, which you are.

"I have a question." You state.

"Ask it," Bucky tells you.

"Do you know a girl by the name of Emily Walters?" You say as you tear up.

"Yeah, I remember her. The Winter Soldier murdered her." He says, looking into nothingness.

A tear falls down your face.

"Did she say anything before-before she died?" You say as you try and hold more tears back.

"Yeah. She did. Why do you need to know?" He says, genuinely curious.

"She was my older sister. What did she say?"

His eyes glisten with tears too.

"She said that she was sorry. She screamed out for y/n, which I'm assuming is you." He cries.

You let your tears fall, "Yeah, that's me." You sniffle.

You sit on the ground.

"Why aren't you mad at me?" He asks.

"What makes you think I'm not mad? I'm not mad at you, or the Winter Soldier. I'm mad at myself. I told her she wouldn't be in danger. I told her she'd be safe."

Two years ago.

You walk up to Emily.

"Hey Em? Can I tell you something?" You say shakily.

"Of course! What do you need?" She asks you.

"You know Spy Kids?"

"Yeah?" She says, "Where is this going?"

"Well, I am a spy, like in the movies. Lipstick tazers, pocket knives, cool gadgets." You say nervous about how she'll react.

"That is," She says calmly, "Awesome!" she shouts, "Wait, we'll be safe right?"

"Of course! I will never let anything happen to you. Ever."

Last year.

You sneak in through the window with Emily following behind. You creep around the corner, and motion for Emily to go the other way. You step forward slightly, with your boots lightly tapping on the glossy wooden floor. You carefully lay your hand on the greasy tan walls, peeking around the corner. You see two men in black suits with pistols in their hands, looking upon the first floor. You sneak up on them and attack them. You rip the pistol out of one man's hand and throw it away from them, and headlock the man, as you do this you kick the other one in the face, knocking him out. You panic and carefully drop the one and catch the other before he hits the ground. You put him down and turn around to a gun pointed at your head. You hit his arm and kick him in the knee. You grab the gun from his hand and knock him in the head with the hilt, knocking him out as well. You go to check on Emily and come back to her dead body, laying on the ground with a knife slit across her throat. You look up and see the red star on the arm. The very man you came to execute killed your sister. You rush to her side and pick her up and hold her against your chest, as you weep.

"I promised you. I promised you I'd keep you safe, and I failed." You whisper.

You feel overwhelming rage, not at the Winter Soldier, but yourself.

Back to now.

"I told her I would protect her, and I failed so I've blamed myself ever since that day. I lost the only person that listened to me. The only person I could relate to. The only person who was there for me through everything. I got her killed. I'm the one that let her come on the mission with me. Her first mission with SHIELD." You cry.

"I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt anyone. God, I wish I died on that train." Bucky cries.

"No, don't wish you died on that train, it wasn't your fault that the Winter Soldier killed people. It's HYDRA'S." You tell him.

You look over to see Steve and Natasha standing right in front of the bookshelf. Natasha has a tear that stumbles down her cheek and Steve holding his t-shirt in his hand, looking shocked.

"You opened up about her death," Natasha says in shock.