Daydreams

Another Clue

Hi, Sorry, I lied, this chapter is NOT going to be in Natalee's POV, please be patient loyal readers it's coming . . .Aaaaafter this chapter. I'm continuing in Bucky's POV,and Imma touch a little on his and Natasha history together. Thank you for your support, and Special Thank You to "LorryLolli" for favouriting this story, your support is much appreciated! Without further adieu...

I can't remember last when I drove a plane. I know Natasha would, because I do remember I taught her. Natalee kept asking me about her mom and dad throughout the whole drive. James just sat and listened, letting his sister take the lead. "If you and mom had history together, did you and dad ever fight for her?" James eyes grew wide with this question and turned his head to me to hear my response. "Did we ever fight for Natasha . . . no we didn't. We actually let her choose if I remember correctly . . .

"Nat, please, really, you need to choose. I can't  keep fighting for your attention with my best friend." Steve yelled to Natasha over the strong winds.  Natasha scoffed and looked at us with pain in her eyes, I turned away. I'd thought I'd never see her eyes with that much pain after the Red Room and HYDRA found our hideout and told Natasha she was graduating early. "James, please, you're not seriously agreeing to this, are you?" I turn to her. "Natalia, please, choose. Steve and I can't  continue on like this."  

Natalia bits her lip. "I didn't want y'all to find out like this."  I look at Steve and he looks at me. We're both confused. "What do you mean, Natalia?" I ask. She sighs. "I'm pregnant." Steve and I look at each other, our eyes wide. 

"Who's is it," Steve asked, nodding to her. She nods to him. "Your's." Steve overwhelmed by joy runs to her and lifts her into the air and hugs her. I walk over to them and reply happily, "Congratulations, you two." Natalia's are apologetic now. "I'm sorry, James. I choose Steve. I love him." I nod, smiling. "Of course, I understand. What's gonna be the kiddo's name?" 

Natalia looks down at her stomach. "James. Named after you." I smile in approval.

"Wait, so I'm named after you?" James asked. I nod my head, "Yes." 

We fly over a river intersection with a tiny island in the middle, and a hideout. Natalee looked over the plane at the landscape. "Is that you and mom's old hideout?" I nod, and land the plane. We excite the aircraft, and walk to the door that is locked. I motion for my niece and nephew to step back. The machinery arm whirrs. I punch the lock but it doesn't budge.  James holds up a finger, "Wait here, I'll be back." Natalee and I look at him confused. James mounts back on the plane and when he comes back out he has his father's shield. I look at him in shock. 

"Where the heck did you get that?" I ask him.

"Sam. He said it was my heritage and that I should have it."

"Where'd you get time to stash that thing in the plane." 

When you were helping Natalee not forget anything. Dad's shield is made out of pure vibranium, the strongest metal on Earth. Should break the lock." I gesture to the door. "Lead away, young Captain America." James walked up to the lock on the double doors and swinged at it with the shield. The lock instantly falls to the ground, and he kicks the door open. So much like his father, I think as Natalee and I walk in after the mini Captain America. 

There's writing on the walls. Hieroglyphs that only Natalia and I would know the definition to. I walk to the West wall that had drawings that were not familiar to me. There was a Black Widow spider with a stone above it. Then beside that drawing was a snake biting it's own tail with Russian and Italian writing below it. Natalee comes to my side. "There!" she points to the drawing with the snake biting his own tail. "That's the next line in the mantra Mom keeps repeating! Find where the two lakes meet. Find where the Snake bites his own tail! James! Come look!" James comes rushing to us at his sister's cry. He looks to me after he sees the hieroglyphs. "Can you translate it?" 

I shake my head. "It's Italian and Russian writing. I only understand the Russian writing in the beginning and end. Find the Beginning and And Life will be without end." I place my hands on my hips. "Only thing is, we need to find someone that knows how to speak Italian, or else we won't find out this next clue on how to find your mother." James steps back and runs a hand through his blonde hair. "I know someone who speaks Italian." Natalee and I look back at him and both say, "How do you know this stuff?" James stammers, "D-do y-you wanna ask questions, or find out how to find mom?" 

"Well," Natalee clears her throat. "Call Uncle Clint." James fished into his brown jacket pocket and pulls out his blue cased phone. He speed dials Clint. "Hey! Was up? . . .Cool-cool-so, uh- listen, we're sorta on a mission and we need you to translate something. . .Uncle Bucky, Natalee and me. . .I'll Air Drop you my location. . .Yup . . .Thanks, bye." He placed his phone back into his pocket after he 'Air Dropped' our location to Barton. "He's coming."

-Few minutes later-

We hear footsteps at the entrance and turn our faces to Clint. "Alright, what'ya need me to translate, kid?" I point to the writing on the wall. "That."  Clint sets his backpack down on the floor and looks at the writing. "The beginning and end are in Russian," Clint observes. James nods, "We already know the translations for those." Clint looked confused but decided to ask about it later and turned back to the writing. 

Natalee became impatient. "So . . .What's it say?" Clint cleared his throat. "-Of old civilization, there you will find the secrets to all the mysteries. Find where the Snake bites his own tail, in his pain and defeat. Where his plan became undone- And that's where it goes back to Russian." James muttered the whole description. "Find the beginning of old civilization, there you will find the secrets to all the mysteries. Find where the Snake  bites his own tail, in his pain and defeat. Where his plan became undone and Life will be without end. What does it mean?" 

"Beginning of old civilization... could mean Wakanda?" I suggested. Clint nodded. "They do have a library with books not even released in our world." I tilt my head. "How do you know that?"

"I was just there." Clint looks back at the writing. most likely replaying the translation in his head. "Find where the Snake bites his own tail, in his pain and defeat. Where his plan became undone and Life will be without end. It sound like when Thanos' plan backfired on him. 

"Which would be-? Remember I was one of the people who bleeped out after that alien snapped his dang fingers." 

"The Avengers Tower."

James shakes his head. "No. . .I am not going back there!" Natalee looks at him and grabs his shoulders. "Look, James,  Look at me. I don't know what happened there or why you don't wanna go back but we need you! I need you. We're going there to figure out what else we need to figure out to find mom."

"Okay. Okay Let's go.