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The sun was setting behind the trees that surrounded the field the house was placed in. Bucky and I sat on the paved driveway side by side, looking up at the slowly changing sky.  My sweater kept me warm with the cold evening breeze blowing in. France was even more beautiful than I had ever imagined. I smelled the fresh open air as the breeze blew through my hair. My knees were tucked into my chest as I hugged them. The birds were singing gentle songs before the nightfall, calling to their children and their lovers.

Peace, this is what peace felt like. Nothing else in the world mattered except for this moment. Living, breathing, and being in this moment. I sighed happily, setting my head down on my knees as a headrest. I heard a chuckle to my right which came from my partner sitting next to me. I rotated my head to face him, still resting on my knees.
"What's so funny?" I asked, a small smile residing on my face.

He looked at me and just smiled, a smile that was visible fondness. He looked around, for a moment before reaching off the paved path and into the overgrown yard. He pulled a dandelion out of the ground and turned back to face me. Bucky reached his arm over, using his fingers to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear while also putting the flower behind my ear.

I could feel my face getting hot and my smile grew wider at his actions.
"You're so beautiful." He almost whispered.  My heart soared at the compliment he gave me. I could feel the heat rising to my face but I didn't care to hide it anymore.

Our actions were interrupted by the sounds of a plane. We both turned our attentions up to the sky and noticed a quickly approaching place. Bucky stood, reaching his hand down to me to help me up. I took it and we both moved to the side of the pavement, watching as the plane landed.

From out of the jet stumbled a single woman and a man carrying a box beside her. I had to squint to gain recognition of who had been dropped off here. I recognized the smile immediately, full lips and flaming red hair. I felt a sense of relief. This woman has been taking care of me ever since the beginning, I never had the opportunity to talk to her or learn her name.

She approached us slowly, still in a white lab coat and white sneakers. I could hardly see her black clothes underneath.
"Hi there Soldiers. Ready to get started?" Her soft voice spoke.

We had arrived back into the bunker, the red-head on our heels. She gently set the bag on the table, opening it up and taking some items out of it. I noticed particularly, two other bags that had been set on the table. Curiosity got the better of me as I walked over to them, slowly opening the zipper. Underneath was an emerald green dress made of fine silk. I slowly took it off the table, hanging it up on one of the cabinets and taking a better look at it. The dress was strapless, tight around the torso top and then flared out at the bottom where the waistline was. There was multiple layers of fabrics underneath it giving the dress it's shape and volume. Thrown over the hanger was what looked like a matching emerald green shawl to be worn over the shoulders. All this, of course, paired with a matching clutch.

"I hope you like it." Our new companion spoke. I turned around and saw her smiling at me while her stuff was sprawled out on the table.
"That will be your outfit for tonight."

I smiled gently at the dress, My childhood self internally screaming with joy at the chance to play princess. I touched the fabrics delicately and gently before turning my attention back around. Bucky looked at me, a lingering smile plastered on his face.

"I'll be equipping you with some recording devices that will record your interactions within the event visually as well as audibly. I will be here while you are at the auction giving you instructions based on what Dr.Zola and the Hydra team instructs."

She looked over at me and then back at Bucky with a smile on her face.
"Well don't just stand there get ready!" She insisted, waving her hands gently at the both of us. Bucky walked over to the table, taking his suit up in his arms and walking to the bathroom. I heard the door click shut before turning my attention back to the red haired girl.

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