~~Lost and found**Requested**

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^^Me when my friends ask if I'm ok. I swear I'm not completely mad. 

A huge thank you to @wolfleopard123 who suggested this amazing idea, I'm always open to ideas and requests so please don't hesitate to ask :)

P.S. This is a longer one-shot that is set in the present but includes a lot of flashbacks to the past.

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Steve's POV:

"Uh Cap, you might wanna see this." Sam's voice echoes through my ear piece, cracking the maddening silence that encompassed me. 

"Co-ordinates please Sam." my own voice reverberates around this abandoned, undersea base we found ourselves in. Water droplets splash all around me, including a few that decided to land right on my nose. I just prayed that we were safe underneath the North Atlantic Ocean.

"No need Cap." Sam appears at the end of the corridor I am standing in. 

"Where is it Sam? Is it dangerous? Do we need to evacuate?" I follow Sam down a dark, dingy, water-filled corridor until we reach an intimidating metal door. A noticeable chill hangs in the air.

"More like who, and I have a feeling you can tell me-" I help Sam push open the rusted door only to be met with a blast of freezing air. This entire room was a freezer. And what did Sam mean by who?

"Sam, it would help if you weren't so cryptic." I glance around the room, looking for something, anything. I lean against a chunk of ice, waiting for Sam to answer.

"Well Cap, looks like you found her." I nervously smirk, unsure of whether I should turn around. But as Sam begins to shiver I realise I should hurry up. 

My brain fails to comprehend what exactly I am looking at. The only thing I can think of doing is getting Bucky.

"Uhhh Buck? You're gonna want to see this. I'll come get you."

Bucky's POV:

"Ok you jerks bought me to this freezer, I really hope you've got more to show me than some kind of ice cream, although I could really go for some ice cream right now. We should get ice cream after this." my stomach grumbles at the thought of ice cream, chocolate, vanilla, cookies and cream with chocolate sauce and sprinkles. Yum. 

"Bucky, I don't want you to panic but-" I instantly panic. My heart rate rapidly increases and I swivel around the room, looking for any threat. My eyes widen to the size of saucers when I see a woman frozen in a piece of ice. I walk up to her.

"Buck I don't know if you remember (y/n)..." Steve's voice sounds small, like I feel. 

When I hear (y/n) I smell fresh fruit, I hear children laughing and I feel a pair of arms around me. That name. It means something, yet nothing at all.

"(y/n). Tell me what you know." I leave the frozen woman and walk over to Steve, eager to know what he knows.

"Well (y/n)..."

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Brooklyn August 1927:

"Bucky, wait for us!" (y/n) calls out with Steve close behind. 

The three friends bound through the park, well Bucky bounded through the park with (y/n) and Steve stumbling meters behind.

"Come on slow-couches! First one to that tree wins-" Bucky tripped over his own feet and fell face-first on the grass. (y/n) increased her pace, despite the fact that she was very exhausted, to see if he was ok.

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