Taken

When HYDRA ordered the Winter Soldier  to kidnap a child for him to raise as his own, the Winter Soldier had no idea that he'd lose his heart to his new daughter, Anna. And how much she would mean to him

The Asset watched as the children played on the orphanage playground. There were countless children and the Asset had only to pick one. The one he was told he could pick had to be no older than three. Once he did he was ordered to teach that child how to be an Asset and how to be his son or daughter. If it was possible he had to make the child depend on him and do everything he said. His handler, Karpov, said that he would know which child was his. The Asset then poured chloroform into the palm of his hand and looked up as a little girl with dark brown hair and blue eyes walked up the path. She looked about the right age and no one would question it if he said he was her father.

The girl stopped and looked at him, looking at him in fascination. Before she could react, the Asset gathered her into his arms and pressed his hand to her mouth and nose. The girl struggled for a minute before slowing. "Sleep for Papa, little one," The Asset whispered softly in her ear. He turned her in his arms and hugged her tightly as he walked to the van that was waiting for him. He sat down, holding the girl tightly as he rocked her gently. The Asset found himself pushing back tendrils of her dark hair that had come loose from the braids. When his girl woke up, he would fix her hair and teach her to call him "Papa." The girl would have to have her mind wiped, but she would know only him and believe anything he said. The thought of wiping this child caused his stomach to turn painfully, but maybe he could convince her to behave before HYDRA could do that.

It took over a day to arrive back at the base in Siberia. The Asset had had to drug the girl three times and had put a gag in her mouth to keep her from screaming out. As a precaution he had put a blindfold on her eyes to keep her from seeing where they were going. The van came to a stop at the base and holding the child tightly in his arms, he jumped out. The Asset pressed the girl's face into his chest, hoping that she would stay asleep. The longer she slept, the longer she avoided the chair.

It was a mercy that Karpov didn't want a mission report. The Asset was sent to his quarters and he laid the child down on a small camp cot that had been placed there for his daughter. He carefully removed the blindfold. The girl looked at him with large blue eyes and he gently removed the gag. "Who are you?" The girl asked as he gently played with a tendril of her hair. Her sweet, innocent voice melted the ice around his heart.

"I'm your Papa, little one," the Asset said. A look of confusion crossed her face.

"Don't have a Papa," the girl said. The Asset smiled gently behind the mask covering the lower half of his face.

"You do now, Anna. Your name is Anna and you are my daughter," The Asset said, a name coming to him. In Russian they would call her Anya, but to him she was Anna. A upset look crossed her face.

"My name Katie!" The girl said in defiance. A stubborn look crossed her face and the Asset found it almost adorable. Almost.

"Not any more. Your name is Anna. Say it," The Asset said.

"No!" The child screamed.

Th Asset picked her up and held her tightly in his arms. Anna struggled, but the Asset was stronger than her. "Say it. Say your name is Anna," the Asset said coldly.

"No!" The girl screamed, beating her tiny fists against his chest. The Asset hoped she didn't hit his metal arm. If she did, she would possibly break her hand.

"Please, doll. Say your name. Say your name is Anna and I am your Papa," the Asset said, toying with a strand of her hair. The girl choked on a sob.

"I...I...Anna and you Papa," Anna faltered and the Asset held her tightly.

"That's right. You are my Anna and I am Papa," the Asset said as he gently smoothed her tear-streaked face with his flesh hand. Her face fit perfectly in his flesh hand. He had found that out on the ride over and he kept touching her face and hair. Karpov had said to give her hugs and kisses to get her used to him being her father, The Asset knew that Karpov didn't care if the child ever wanted to be his daughter. In fact he would kill the child if possible.

"Are you Papa?" Anna asked as he sat down and gently pulled her onto his lap.

"Yes I am," the Asset said, tracing her nose lightly with his finger.

"Why Papa wear?" Anna asked, touching his mask with her small hands.

"Papa has to for missions. There! Is this better?" The Asset asked, pulling off his mask, tendrils of his dark hair falling over his face. Anna reached up and touched the scruff on his face and pushed back locks of his dark hair.

"Anna love Papa?" Anna asked as if it was a question.

"Yes. Anna loves Papa," The Asset asked, trailing a warm kiss on her forehead.

"Papa love Anna?" Anna asked, wrapping her small arms around his neck as far as they would go and pressing her face into the crook of his neck.

"Yes. Papa loves Anna too," the Asset said, kissing her again. Anna raised her face from his neck and started giving him wet kisses on his cheeks saying how much she loved him between kisses. The Asset felt like he had made the right choice in taking her. She was an orphan and apparently deprived of any love that place could have given her. Granted, Karpov wouldn't love her as he didn't care for anyone. This little girl knew that he was her father and would give her all the love he could.

"Papa, Anna hungry," Anna said, resting her small head on his muscular chest. The Asset dragged his fingers through her hair.

"Food should be here soon, Anna. Stand up. I need to do something about your hair," The Asset said, forcing his daughter to stand up and he kneeled in front of her. With gentle fingers he removed the pins and unbraided her hair. He picked up a comb and gently combed it out. Anna didn't make a move the whole time and he would ask her his name and her name the whole time. Before she went to sleep, she would know her new name inside out and upside down and know that the Winter Soldier was her father who gave her hugs and kisses and sang Russian lullabies and told her he loved her while she gave him hugs and wet kisses. He had no idea what the next day would bring, but he had his girl.