Knock on my front wakes me up, 5 A.M. Who is here this early? I get up and pull on my jacket and keep my knife just in case. I look in the peephole and see... Bucky? I open the door, tucking the knife in my jacket pocket.
"Hi Jam... Bucky."
"Hey, it's okay. Can I come in?" He asks
"Sure," I say moving to let him in. He looks around and inspects for a moment before turning to me, and I close the door and turn to him.
"How was your first night?" he asks
"Well, I only fell asleep a few hours ago.... Jet lag..." I lie
"Lying already, well I came by to get you. The meeting is at 7."
He says looking at me, watching my expressions carefully. I nod, trying to be careful of any hints of how I feel.
"Thanks, but it's 5 a.m. Why so early?"
"Well, I wanted to check on you. I know you probably had a rough night, but I still get them. So, coffee?"
I blink at him, slightly stunned at his immediate softness towards me.
"... Yeah let me get dressed..." I say walking to my dresser.
"I'll be outside," he says on his way out the door.I get dressed, stunned at how warm and welcoming he is. He seems to remember me more than I thought. And shows no hostility, even after the last time I remember we had seen each other. Does he remember when we both had almost escaped? The night we thought we got away? It wracks my brain as I get on my boots, thinking there was no way he remembers. They wiped his mind if he even remembered little things. That was nothing important. I fix my hair and grab my bag and keys, locking the door and going outside. As I come out, I see Bucky on the phone.
"Yes, we are grabbing coffee. Pause Sam, we will meet you there. Sigh Okay." He hangs up the phone and looks up at me, I walk to him with my eyebrow quirked up.
"So, who is Sam?" I ask, noticing the motorcycle. "He's a work friend. He's gonna meet us there, I think you two should meet before the meeting. Ready?" He gets on the motorcycle and hands me the extra helmet.
I nod, get on, and put on the helmet. He starts the bike and makes sure I am holding on, getting us on our way to the cafe. We finally get to the cafe and park, and as we are taking our helmets off, I notice a man approaching us. I tense which Bucky notices, he quickly assures me,
"That's Sam, don't worry. He's the new Captain."
I look to Bucky then to Sam and his words finally click and my eyes widen for a moment then I nod and he nods to me. We get off the motorcycle and walk to meet Sam.
"Hey, I'm Sam. You're Elyse?" He extends his hand out and I shake it.
"Hi Sam, yes Elyse. Nice to meet you."
"Well, I'm paying for coffee, I'd like to hear your story." Sam gives me a soft smile, and I nod as our hands drop.
YOU ARE READING
Cobra
FantasyUsed as a weapon, escaping her past and fleeing as a dead person, she finds herself seeing ghosts of the past. But when she finds her old friend, she realizes she might have been found. And now she must fight to be free again.