Fifteen: Try to remember.

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Steve watched as she threw another pencil across the room.

The sketches she was doing were all outrageously beautiful, but they reminded her of the past that she was so slowly remembering.

"So...you're stalking her now?" Steve jumped slightly, losing track of the number of heartbeat she was on.

"Shit, Bucky. No, I'm not stalking her, I'm waiting for her to calm down so I can talk to her."

"What do you mean?"

"167 beats a minute isn't exactly normal. Even for someone like you."

Bucky chuckles, knowing how deep this crush on his sister ran. "Stalking my twin sister." Bucky sang, walking away from his best friend.

"Yea, Yea."

Steve slid open the door to the room they'd designated just for her. "You're trying the drawing thing," As soon as Steve finished his sentence, he went to put a hand on her shoulder, and she pulled a gun on him.

"Woah, hey, it's just me. It's just me,"

Her eyes were alarmed, wide, and teary, but he could see the recognition pass, and heard her heart slow down slightly. "S-sorry, S-Steve,"

"No, it's fine. Just give me the gun." She eyed him, then eyed the weapon. "I c-can't."

"You can. Just-"

"No. I physically cannot give it to you. You have to take it." Steve froze. He couldn't take it from her either. Her not-so-natural reflexes would kick in and then she could actually kill him.

He had his guard down. Bucky told him to have it up around her at all times.

"Okay." Steve directed her to turn around to face him. How am I gonna do this?

"Do you remember when we first joined? Right after James?"

"Yeah..Uh, you were small." Steve chuckled. "I remember."

"So, you were freaking out, cause' we still hadn't seen Bucky, but this was before we found out about the Nazi's and Hydra." Her eye twitched and Steve held her hand which she squeezed tight.

"You were panicking and I didn't know what to do, so we hid behind one of the jeeps and-" Steve quickly grabbed the gun and turned the safety on with his fingers, just before it fell out of his hand. "I kissed you."

Her whole frame relaxed and she took a deep breath. "You're okay."

"I'm not. But keep believing it."

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