Finding the Bucky in Winter Soldier

THE dress

You sat quietly on the examination chair as Bruce looked over you. He started by lifting your chin, to which you winced.

'Ouch', you let out loudly.

'Sorry, I'll be more gentle', he seemed worried, 'You know it's strange, I could've sworn when I read your file it claimed you'd had the super serum previously..?' He looked at you intently, awaiting your answer.

You looked down in sadness.

'I did... I.. I'm not sure what happened. I haven't felt pain like this in years. It must have been earlier', you were not answering him so much anymore but talking to yourself to make more sense of what happened. 'James must have done something when he grabbed me by the throat.. His arm maybe?' You continued.

'James? As in Bucky? As in the Winter Soldier were supposed to be capturing?', Bruce asked.

'Well, yes..', now you were starting to worry they were not on Bucky's side. That you were helping them to harm him instead of saving him. You decided to change the subject.

'So.. Are you going to this party tonight?'

He looked at you and smiled, 'I am indeed! Say no more, let's get you cleaned up.'

**

An hour later you were in Natasha's room with her trying on outfits to wear to the party tonight.

'Right, let's see what we have in here', she started to pile further clothes onto her bed after sifting through another of her wardrobes.

'Now this one is perfect..', she claims as she pulls out a deep red coloured dress.

As you set your eyes upon the dress you instantly knew. This dress was the dress.. The dress you had made all those years ago, the one which you had wanted to wear on your date with Bucky. How was this even possible??

You gasped as you moved towards Natasha and reached out to feel it.

'How do you have this?' You asked her.

'What do you mean?', she seemed very confused.

'I mean this dress.. I made this very dress in the 40's', you started to look at the inside of the seams as you always used a particular colour thread no matter what you had sewn. Sure enough the bright turquoise colour was there to be seen.

'Wait, seriously?', she seemed just as shocked as you.

'Well that settles it then.. This is the one you should wear this evening', an almost creepy smirk appeared on her face.

'Now let's sort your hair and makeup', she grabbed your arm pulling you towards her bathroom.