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In this chapter, there will be a lot of italicized things in brackets. When it is, they are speaking Russian and it is translated.
⇒Chapter Two
She slowly raises to consciousness. Her head hurts, sending pain down the rest of her body; in fact, her whole body aches. As she sits up, slightly more awake and aware, she brushes blonde strands behind her ears.
"You're awake." A voice says, interrupting the deafening silence.
She looks up, squinting, to see the man with the metal arm. Only, he's wearing a regular sweatshirt, covering the metal arm, and a hat. He squats down next to where she lies on the floor, covered in blankets.
"Here, have some food." James Buchanan Barnes hands her a small plate holding a peanut butter and jelly, and a juice box.
She looks at him hesitantly, but takes the food anyway.
As he stands back up and starts to walk away, she says "[thank you]."
Bucky turns around and says "[you're welcome, Elizabeth]."
She smiles and eats the food. After years of eating only disgusting school-cafeteria-like food, it tastes like God himself cried tears of joy onto two pieces of bread and into a box and labeled the box "juice".
She stands up, weakly, and finds a garbage to throw the paper plate into. Bucky watches from the kitchen, leaning against the counter.
"[Can you speak English]?" Bucky asks in Russian. The only words that he heard from the girl, through consciousness and while she was asleep, were in Russian.
"Yes." Elizabeth says, pulling herself onto the counter. "I just haven't in a while."
"That's okay." He says. "You're not trapped anymore. You do as you wish."
"I plan to." She replies. "And you aren't an assassin anymore. That's what you wish to do?"
Bucky nods.
"Good. That means that you aren't trapped anymore, either."
He smiles softly. For the first time, he feels free. He doesn't know if its because she's now free, as well, or because he is just now realizing it as she said it.
As Elizabeth shifts, still sitting on the counter, Bucky sees a fresh bruise on her arm.
"Are you hurt?" He asks.
Elizabeth shakes her head "no", but he notices how uncomfortable she seems when she moves.
"Hold on," he turns his back to her and turns back around with an ice pack. He gently raises her sleeve and applies it to the bruise, making her cringe for a moment.
She is silent as she watches him. She scans over his face, recognizing how intense he looks even when he's only holding an ice pack on a small bruise. She sees the bright blue gleam in his eyes. If he was wearing a regular shirt, she would be able to see the metal shine where his arm should be.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asks.
"No reason." Elizabeth responds immediately.
He smiles and rolls his eyes, and she smiles back.
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