The Black Knightress (Back up for fulls)

{17} Killer Darling

May 3 2006-Hydra HQ-Bucky's POV

They pull me from the lab table and bring me back to my cell where a teenage girl is curled up in a grey tank top and blue shorts. When she sees me, her whole body un-tenses and I hear her heart rate calm from what it was.

The guard opens the cell door and throws me in, me sitting in the same position as she is just as me and Sarah once did.

Where's my Doll?

"It's like 1962 all over again, doesn't it?" the girl jokes

I look over at her, about to ask her if I know her from somewhere when I see the ring on her necklace and the eyes I've known for most of my life.

"Sarah?" I gasp slightly

She leans up and limps over, making her way until she's sitting at my side.

"It's nice to have my cell mate back." she smiles painfully

I get up on my knees and pull her into the hardest hug I can manage, trying not to hurt her but realizing that she's been sitting in the cell by herself for-how many years has it been?

"Oh my G*d, I thought you were dead." I breathe out

"I'm just here, waiting for you." she hugs me back tighter

"You can't even fit in my lap anymore." I realize with a chuckle

"Growing felt weird."

"Well I guess you look a little closer to your age then, huh?" I joke

"I missed you so much. It's been years, they won't even tell me what year it is."

"You're so big." I chuckle as I lean back

D*mn.

Is this what watching your kid grow up feels like?

"Look I even have bigger shoes." she says as she points at her uniform boots that sit outside the cell

"I'm sorry I missed out on so much." I express as I rub her back with my right hand

"You're here now and that's all I care about."

I put my right hand around the back of her head and pull it to mine, placing a kiss on the hair of her head, just past her temple. She pulls me closer into the hug, neither of us being opposed due to being away for so long.

Sarah's POV

I've gotten taller, i'm around five foot two inches/one hundred fifty-seven centimeters now. I can see stuff at a strange height that most people wouldn't remember unless they're thinking back to their short lived childhood memories.

I look a bit more like my parents now too, I've grown a little more into my father's nose and eyes while my legs and hips seem to look like Ma's did before she had Kathy. It feels weird, but nice to have part of my parents here with me, even though it's the same reason i'm here in the first place.

My parents are great, but I was taken because of who they are.

Who they were.

What my father did.

What my father didn't do.

What my mother did do.

What she does.

"I wonder how everyone's doing, maybe Kathy got married or Maria got a job..I hope they moved on in their lives." I mention as we pull away

"Your sisters probably found great men to live their lives with..but I don't think they would move on." he says as he gently squeezes my upper arms

"Ma and Daniel probably had another baby, maybe a boy..or another girl."

"I know it hurts, but maybe they think you're at peace."

"Do you think they gave up on searching for me? It's been over fifty years, they have other things to do." I ask

"I believe there will always be at least one person looking for you, I think they know you're alive."

"Why?"

"Because as much as you are your own person, you are definitely your parents' child and i'm going to bet that they know that." he smiles as he rubs my arms to keep me warm

"How do you still have hope for me?"

"Because I believe in you and your family, I doubt that they would give up on someone as strong and brave as you."

"Our family-you're my sister's Godfather, you would probably be my uncle if we weren't stuck here. And the last time they saw me, I was a scared girl who was too innocent to know half of what was going on-other than the fact that I realized people were trying to take me from my family." I correct

"You're braver than anyone I've met, other than your parents and sister of course. I noticed how unafraid of being sick your sister was and I knew she would be like your dad, he would be proud."

"Kathy is a spit image of Ma, and the sick part is right..she's never been afraid of her illnesses."

"And all of this has made you as courageous as you are, whether or not you think or feel that you are." he explains

"Thank you for being my father figure, Mr. James." I hug him once again

"Anything for a Rogers."

June 10 2006
Budapest, Hungary
Black Widow's POV

Standing in by the couch, I hear a foreign noise that's coming from the floor above me. I grab my strap, due to the steps sounding not a good version of stealth and prepare to shoot. I then proceed to hear the steps getting closer and closer, the sound getting me more and more prepared.

A dirty blond haired man with prickling blue eyes is heard climbing through the window, I turn and hold my gun straight to his angle to where I can get him, but an arrow is shot straight into the barrel of the gun. It blocks my shot before I can pull the trigger, he takes this to his advantage and comes at me to take the gun from my hand.

I jump at him, wrapping my arms around him to twist his quiver and dump his arrows before putting my legs around his head to flip him over too. He lands on the coffee table, the smashing of the coffee stained wood that I keep a few knives under, is heard crackling and breaking into countless pieces.

"You seem pretty harmless." he grunts as he gets up

"I would give up if I were you." I point out

"Mama raised a smarter boy than that." he groans before sending an arrow past my head

"That must be your brother." I snark as I duck

He shoots another, this one flairs with a small red sparkler that I catch. He starts walking at me, us going backwards to the kitchen until he starts shooting a set of arrows past my neck, into the wall by the window. I grab my knife block and lazily toss a few knives at his neck, but he catches each one and sits them at his side.

"I can save you from this." he grunts as the last knife skims the tanned skin of his neck

"No one can save me, only myself." I state twist to sit on the other side of the sink

"Fair point." he sighs as he shoots an arrow that tags my suit to the wall

Forty Minutes Later

Turkish special forces

Four Hours Later-Black Widow's POV

"Why didn't you kill me?" I question as I look at the arrow man

"You have any family that you can go stay with?" he shuts the vent

"No."

"Well ya got me now. Name's Agent Barton, welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D." he shakes my hand

"I can save myself."

"Do you want to?"

I look at him as I almost flinch, trying to gauge his reaction.

"Should I?" I kirk my head to the right as my trainer used to

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