The party

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The bell of the elevator dinged as you prepared to enter and take the trip down to the party. Natasha had already gone down to help set up so you were entering alone. You hadn't felt these type of nerves in years - you remember feeling this way before Bucky came to pick you up that time. It must be the fact you are dressed up and worried what the others will think of you. You weren't one for parties or dressing up anymore. As you entered the lift all the insecurities of youth started to swirl around your head, almost taking your breath. You started to breathe in deeply to counteract it. You looked over to yourself in the mirrored wall of the elevator and whispered, 'What are you doing?'


The door opened, interrupting your stare. You thought you were there but as the door opened you saw Steve standing there looking down. As he peered up towards you the sweetest smile emerged on his face and you couldn't help but mirror it. As he stepped into the lift towards you he said, 'My gosh, you look beautiful! Like really stunning..' You blushed. 'You say that like you're surprised', you teased back. You both chuckled and then looked down.

'Steve....', you started and then halted.

He turned towards you from beside you. Reaching out his arm to your elbow as a sign of endearment. 'What is it?'

'..It's nothing... We can talk about it later. I'm kind of worried about this party though, I haven't socialised like this in decades..'

He squeezed you elbow gently and leaned in to whisper, 'You'll be fine. You have me here and honestly I went through something like this more recently than you'd imagine.'

His smile was infectious so you couldn't help but feel better with him by your side.

The bell chimed again and the door started to open, the bustle from the party surrounded you both. He stood waiting to exit and held out his arm bent at the elbow, leaning it towards you. 'Shall we?'

You link you arm into his and take a deep breath as you both step out of the elevator.

As you looked around taking it all in, there were literally so many people already there, a couple of hundred at least. Your nerves started to ease as the atmosphere sucked you in and you remembered that once upon a time you had enjoyed these kind of occasions.

Everyone seemed warm and welcoming, they smiled as you did a lap around the place still linked in Steves arm. As you caught your reflection in the mirror you couldn't help but see that you really were looking beautiful. The dress fit just as well today as when you made it. Natasha had fixed your hair up at one side and the rest was gorgeously flowing down your shoulders framing the glamorous makeup you were wearing.

As your eyes drifted past your and Steves reflection you noticed there was a shady looking character in the background who was looking at you. Once your eyes locked onto him, he quickly looked away. You suddenly had the most darkened feeling come over you.

'Steve..' As you turned to make him aware there was a huge explosion which sent the room into chaos.

As you peered behind to where the explosion happened he stepped forward into the light...

'That's the Winter Soldier!' Steve said to you.

'Steve, that's Bucky.. Bucky is the Winter Soldier..' You blurted out.

He looked back at you in shock. After a second or two he gestured you behind him and stood tall between you and Bucky.

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