𝙱𝚄𝙲𝙺𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂

❤︎ 𝙸 𝙰𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎'𝚜 𝙽𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎)

Five years later it knocks on the door. I lift my youngest niece that was sitting in my lap down on the sofa in the spot beside me. She didn't notice and continue to draw whatever she was drawing. I pass the brown haired worried man that was following the news eagerly with a six year old sleeping on his lap. Opening the door it stood two all to well known guys.

"Sorry to disturb Blair, but can we talk," Sam almost demand with a nervous Bucky standing awkwardly beside him. A light girl voice rings happily in the air.

"I didn't know you had kids," Bucky almost asks. Setting in a plural form, interestingly choice. A confused look covering his face. Of course he would believe I've kids. Lucy, my youngest niece is as old as the time we haven't spoke. She was five, we lost contact kind of five years ago. Lucy and Andi, Andi was six and Lucy was well yea, fiv. Andi was laying on Brian's lap, Brian had been sitting eagerly watching the news for the last four hours. Andi was sick and had slept the whole day.

"I don't. It's my brother's kids," I explains awkwardly fiddling nervously with the ring on my right hand's ring finger. It was a flat silver ring with a small light blue heart shaped diamond. A head pop in the door to the hall.

"Cookies and pencil sharpener?" It was Cameron's face that popped in. I don't know if he was asking for himself or the girls about the cookies, but I didn't really mind it.

"Kitchen, right cupboard. Kitchen table," I answer slow thinking of where. He knew my kitchen so I didn't need to go in a detailed explanation. I get a fast nod before he disappear again. When I look back at and Sam Bucky, Bucky's eyes were locked on my right hand.

"You're married?" He break in shocked. He look up at me only to get meet by a confused look. "Your ring?" Bucky almost asks.

"Only for tax reasons," seeing their shocked reactions I let out a low chuckle. "I'm not. The more important part. Why are you here after five years?" I sigh.

"We need your help, Hydra-" Sam start taking my hands. Whatever he was going to continue on I didn't want to hear it, I didn't even want him to touch me.

"Leave, I don't want you here," I sigh snatching my hands back.

"Can't we talk? Give us five minutes," Bucky almost begs.

"You heard her, leave," Cameron stood in the doorframe to the living room, cookies in his mouth.

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Walking in in the Avenger meeting room. The well known Shield leader Fury standing over me with a judging glance.

"Agent Rogers," Fury says cold, arm crossed over his chest.

"You know who I am?" I breath out in a shaky breath.

"You took down 6 of my best agents 13 years ago," he starts. I open my mouth trying to form words before I absolutely give up and close my mouth. "You we're 15 and I've no idea how the fuck you did that, but I know we could use that on this team. You're in," he continues.

"No, I agreed to one mission. Not that," I answer looking at the wall behind him.

"Wait no one is going to do anything about the fact that he just said agent Rogers?" Tony asks looking almost scared.

"She's my niece," Steve mumbles as an explanation.

"I know the base. I can help you, but I work alone," I say looking at the board where it stood which base and what they were looking for.

"How do you know which base out from numbers?" Fury asks looking skeptical at me. Actually I was thinking of that base. I was thinking of a base that had all information ever to exist about Hydras plans. Everything got send there. It was a matter of fact. They couldn't stop it. Not many knew about it, last time I checked.

"Everyone who has worked for Hydra know that base. It's kinda legendary, the worst stuff happened there," I explain still thinking of the information base.

"You and Steve goes," Fury command.

"Then you can do it yourself without my help," I shrug.

"Grow up Blair," Steve sigh tired.

"You destroyed my childhood. The reason I got made to a weapon. I don't think I want to grow up nor take orders from you," I hiss pissed.

"Fine, but if you won't go with me you go with my best man. Buck," Steve says kind of annoyed.

"Bullshit, he's the best of nothing and barely a man," I shrug. I really don't want Bucky with me. One he will be a pain in the ass, two for his own good.

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"Come on," Bucky says as someone starts shooting at us. He picks up a motorcycle that was fell over. He get it to start. "Today Blair," he call after me annoyed. I sigh shooting a last time before sitting down in his lap. One leg on each side of his lap. He looks at me in shock. I think he thought I was going to sit behind him.

"I can't shoot behind me and hold myself on the motorcycle at the same time," I sigh as I explain. "Drive, you idiot unless you wanna die," he gets my point when more people shoot after us. I set my right hand on his left shoulder and lean carefully a bit over his left arm. I shot and the bad guys fall to the grown. But even how many I shoot it only came more. I shoot some off them off their motorcycle while others just dead. "Fuck," I mumble. My bullets run out as I feel him grow underneath me. I throw my empty gun to the ground. "Seriously?" I ask him disgust as I shifts uncomfortable on his lap.

"You're the one moving in my lap, blame yourself," he shrug cockily. He probably noticed my disgusted glance or something cause he opens his mouth to say something again. "I still hate you, you're just attractive," he shrugs again as I roll my eyes.

"Where's your gun," I demand pretty done with this shit.

"My waistband," he answers not even bothering to look at me. I pull out his gun and continues to shoot down the clowns. After a while they stop following us. We reach up to the base. It was hidden underground, but a small garden house stood by a tree. I climb off his lap as fast as he stops. "Are you going to fix that like you fixed those clowns," he answers cockily. Knowing exactly what he was talking about, I roll my eyes.

"You're capable of fixing what's in your pants alone," I say annoyed as I scan my hand on a plate in the garden house. It sting in my thumb and when I let go of the plate blood had started to form so it could run down my finger. The staircase open in the floor and we walk down. He push past me. I try to stop him before he comes fully down and into the room to the left. Sadly he came there before me. I look guilty around the room. It was where that room they made him the Winter Solider. Were they gave him the metal arm, the rest of the serum, the brainwashing, torture. It all happened here first.

"You knew," He almost demands. It wasn't a question it was a matter of fact. He slams me to the wall. God, I'm tired of that. His metal arm finds it way to my throat. Seriously? Again? I open my mouth to answer, but I can't. I can't get air in my lungs. He sees it and drop me to the floor. I gasp for air.

"This is the reason I wanted to go alone. I didn't want you to see it," I sigh tired.

"You could go with Steve, why didn't you?" He asks.

"Believe it or not you're the least annoying person on your team. And I can't even stand you, like I absolutely hate you-" I get interrupted by a pair of lips on mine. Of a reflex I lean in to the kiss. The soft lips to the person I hate the most. Not gonna lie, he was a good kisser. "What was that?" I ask as I lean back in shock.

"You didn't shut up," he shrug leaning at the wall.

"You couldn't think of any other way to make me shut up?" I ask.

"Not in the moment, subsequently I see that I could have slapped you to get you quiet," he explains cockily. I roll my eyes at him pushing him away. "Oh come on I only thought if it for a second. Admit it you liked it," he smirk.

"Over my dead body," I say going over to the outdated computers.I plug in an USB in the computer to the right. I downlad all information about everything Hydra ever have planned. It all got sent here either they liked it or not. Bucky moves besideme to the computer to the left. "Don't touch... that," I sigh giving up after two words when he turn the computer on.