The Avenger's Dark Angel (Steve Rogers/ Captain America x Reader)

Chapter 5

08.43, April 5th, 2027
Avengers Tower, New York, USA

"I'm not going to let you do this!" Bucky shouted.

"Why? What's wrong about a haircut!" Luisa yelled back.

"I'm not going to let you cut my hair when you don't tell me the reason. You never asked me for it. I was coming to you if it got too long for my liking." The woman sighed. Why couldn't he just cooperate for once?

"So, you will let me cut your hair if I tell you what for?" she asked, a hint of exhaustion in her voice.

"If it is worth it...?" he replied.

"Ok. Sit down please."

"Do you remember when I told you, your friend Steve Rogers had died?" Bucky nodded lightly after he took a seat on the chair.

"Well... yesterday I found out that he didn't..." Luisa trailed off, her voice not much about a whisper.

"What do you mean?" Bucky asked confused.

"S.H.I.L.D. found him. He was frozen for the last 84 years somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean. I saw him yesterday. He really was it. He is Captain Steven Grant Rogers. He is Captain America." Bucky was starring at her blankly. His mind was spinning. How could he still be alive? Would he remember him? More than a hundred questions raced through his mind.

"Bucky?" The female voice called him back to reality. His eyes locked with hers, his metal arm reaching for the scissors. Without looking into a mirror he started to cut his hair. Before he was finished Luisa grabbed his arm, took the tool from his hand and started to cut his hair the way he used to wear it before his accident.

10.31, April 5th, 2027
S.H.I.L.D. HQ

Bucky and Luisa stood in front of the door to Steve's room. They were both wearing clothes from the 40th. It wasn't an unusual thing for them to walk through the building, dressed like two people out of their time.

"You ready?" Luisa asked her hand on the silvern handel.

"Do I have a choice?" he asked, a small laugh leaving his lips. Smiling softly, the woman opened the door slowly.

The blue eyes of the man on the bed were whipping to the door as he heard it open.

"Hey, how are you?" Luisa asked, entering the room.

"Hello. Kind of cold but all in all, I'm fine," the soldier confessed. The brunet placed the bunch of flowers she brought with her in a vase on the table next to his bed.

"That's good to hear," she smiled.

"I've brought someone with me. I hope it won't bother you," she said and opened the still open door wider. Bucky had his arms behind his back. His head down.

"Hey Punk," he nearly whispered. Pushing him more into the room, Luisa closed the door.

"B-Buck?" The voice of the handsome blond was nearly inaudible. Wide-eyed both men stared at each other. In the next moment, Bucky and Steve wrapped their arms around one another. The hug looked bone-crushing.

"How is this even possible?" a shaking voice asked. But it didn't receive an answer. The men broke apart as they heard a sound. Luisa had fallen over a pillow on the ground and had used the chair, she wanted to sit in, to catch herself. Instantly both men were at her sides to help her get up. As the independent women she was, she pulled her arms out of their gasps and got up by herself.

"Sorry for interrupting your moment but that pillow was planning on getting me to fall for one of you," she commented with a wink, matching her cocky smile. A light blush still painted her cheeks.

The three of them chatted for some time till a nurse came in and asked for Luisa.

"I'll be back in a moment. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone. Bucky, you know how to find me," she stated before leaving the room.

"That was directed to you Punk. What were you thinking? 'Oh, Bucky is gone so I'll fly a plane straight into the ocean?'" he laughed.

Outside the room, Fury was waiting for the young woman.

"Captain Rogers is going to be allowed to leave tomorrow. I expect you to take care of him till he is completely comfortable with his new situation. Stark will try to get him a room for himself. This will take it's time so I expect you to let him live on your floor till then." Without another word he turned around and walked away. Luisa was standing there, thinking of where he would sleep.

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