Chapter 1

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"Stark, she's too young for this mission!" Steve shouted from the meeting room. I was in the kitchen trying to make dinner like I do every Wednesday.

"Steve, she's been trained since literal birth for missions exactly like this!" Tony shouted back. I was trying to not listen in so, I put my headphones in and blasted my music. Sigh. They fight like this every time they need an extra sniper for a mission. When will they just get over my age?

Suddenly the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Taking a deep breath, I spun while chucking the knife I was using to chop vegetable at my would-be attacker. Once my eyes finally focus I gasp and rip out my headphones.

"Oh my Gods! Bucky are you okay?" He chuckles and nods with a smirk.

"I didn't see your headphones. Sorry for sneaking up on you." I smile and laugh.

"I suggest hitting the button on the wall next time you come into a room when I have my back turned." He nods again in reply.

"Trying to avoid the yelling?" he murmurs gently.

Sigh. "Yeah. It's always like this. Eventually, Steve will set up a training exercise with the mission specs to test me and my skills."

"Well, why don't we get the jump on him? I'll set up the test and show him to stop questioning you or your age?" he suggests. I shrug.

"I doubt it'll work. No test has stopped him yet." I grumble.

"Trust me sweetheart, my test will work." he winks. I feel my cheeks flush. Ever since I turned 18 he has been more openly flirty. 

"Okay Buck, set it up." I reply.

"Come on then. I set it up already." he winks again with a smirk. I take the food out of the oven since it's needs some time to cool and follow to my test.

"Hey Steve, Tony, Avengers! Follow me, I've got a surprise!" he yells while leading me into the simulator. Everyone gathers in the observation booth while Bucky tells me "Headphones in." I give a questioning looks but put them in and blast music like before.

**Bucky POV**

I hear her music blast and turn to the Avenger who are in the observation booth. Clint and Nat are there for now but won't be for long.

"I'm sick of the fighting. Especially over Loxley. So, sit back and watch." I grouse as they get comfortable in their seats. The simulator starts with archery, which she aces. Then comes guns, another ace. When it gets to knives, I silently move towards her while he back is turned. She hits the target in front of her and simultaneously whips a knife at me without turning back for even a moment. I place a red dot where it would have hit me and lay prone on the floor. Thank God for a metal arm and heightened reflexes because I'd have taken a hit right between my eyes. Suddenly, Nat and Clint enter the fray turning it into a fist fight. She "stabs" them both and they fall to the floor placing their red dots before spinning quickly while raising her bow once more and shooting an arrow into the last surprise target.

I turn the simulator off and hit her button waiting for her to see the signal.  Once she does she slowly turns towards me having barely broken a sweat. Making sure to keep my hands low so the others can't see I sign to her.

-It's time my little oriole- her face falls.

-No! I can't. They'll hate me and never trust me again.-

-They'll be mad, maybe. I'm here with you. Little oriole it's time.- I reply. i see her let out a sigh before replying a simple.

-Okay.-

**Loxley POV**

I turn towards the team who have now entered the simulator with a smirk on my face.

"How did you do that?" Steve gasps.

"She's a master assassin." Bucky replies receiving a collective confused gasp.

"No, she's trained by them. Not one of them Barnes." my dad growls. Bucky nods at me.

"He's right Dad. I think we should all go eat while me and Bucky explain."

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