Who the hell am I (english version)

My name is Elora Sue Barnes

1 Month later

Four weeks have passed since I woke up from the coma, and slowly I feel like I'm finding my way back to myself. More and more memories from back then are coming to light, not just in my dreams anymore but also quite suddenly. I feel like I finally know who I once was, and that gives me the chance to reconnect with the here and now. To see how much I have truly changed. I've slowly started training again, but it's still too early for real fights until my injuries are fully healed. At least I'm finally rid of that annoying cast.

Steve tries every day to make up for his guilt. He tells me stories from our childhood, about our families, embarrassing moments from our youth, and of course, about Bucky and me. He answers all my questions and even asks me questions himself, so that I have to dig through my own memories. Shortly after I was discharged from the hospital, he took me to see Peggy, and the realization that she's still alive was overwhelming. It felt like discovering another piece of my life. I hadn't expected that anyone from back then would still be alive, but she's here, and despite her Alzheimer's, she immediately recognized me. She had tears in her eyes when she hugged me and told me more stories. Almost daily, I sit for hours by her bed in the nursing home, telling her about my returning memories, about Hydra's return within S.H.I.E.L.D., and about Bucky. There are days when I go to her because I feel like I'm breaking apart. In those moments, I'm overwhelmed by thoughts of whether we'll ever manage to find Bucky, whether we'll ever bring him home. But Peggy always manages to calm me down, keeps me strong when I can't do it myself, and lets me grieve as long as I need. She also gave me a few old photos of us from back then, which she kept as mementos all these years. Holding these pictures in my hands gave me the strength to keep fighting, and today, I'll need every bit of that strength.