We walk stealthily along rooftops, making sure our steps were slow and subtle.
It took longer then expected considering we had to hide in the shadows of buildings and fire escapes.
We barely made it onto Bucky's building through the fire escape before I felt it hit me.
"Wait," I stop him, feeling my abilities sense someone in the area.
I visibly paled upon feeling the familiarity.
"He's here," I tell him, voice soft.
Steve.
Shit, I didn't think it'd take him this fast.
Bucky's features contorted but he hastily sucked it in, not wanting to give it away that he was nervous to walk in.
Breathing deeply, he pulls me behind him.
"Ostavaysya za mnoy."
Stay behind me.
I nod, obeying his command.
He opens the hidden doorway he had boarded up near the closet going to peer through the room for where Steve might be.
It didn't take long to see him.
Not like he was trying to hide it.
He stood in the centre of the room, back to us. The uniform he wore was like an emblem.
My heart jumps in my throat. I don't know how he'll react when he figures out I've been with Bucky, the man he's been trying to find for years.
In my attempt to move forward, Bucky forces me behind him once more. He shakes his head, still scanning the area for threats.
"Understood," Steve's talked into his comm, his deep voice echoing across the apartment, like a calling to my very soul.
Looking upwards towards the ceiling, I felt Sam's familiar energy flying somewhere in the distance. It was just two of them. The rest of the team wasn't here. Which tells me they were acting out of their jurisdiction.
Steve flinched.
Probably realizing he was being watched.
He turns around to face Bucky and I know his much larger frame has me blocked from Steve's view.
"Do you know me?" Steve asks, tone slightly pleading almost.
Bucky remained guarded and his grip on me tightened. "You're Steve. I read about you in a museum."
Steve approaches us with a hand held out. "I know you're nervous. And you have plenty of reason to be. But you're lying."
Did that mean Bucky remembered Steve?
"He wasn't in Vienna. Neither was I," I walked out from behind Bucky ignoring the glare he sent my way for disobeying him.
Steve momentarily faltered. His blue eyes blinked rapidly and his entire being shook.
Both from an odd mixture of worry and anger.
"Lorelie?" He whispers.
I nod timidly and wrapped my hands around myself. "Hey Steve..."
Steve cleared his throat and watch the two of us carefully. He hadn't expect me to be here, hell that makes two of us, I guess.
In my mind all I saw are images of Sharon and Steve, playing before like like a loop.
It was constant. And it was also torturous.
Breathing deeply, I tried to cover up my hurt but miserably failed so I decided to turn it into attitude.
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