AVENGERS: Gemini.

2. Dream

BUCKY POV:
I wake up for the first time from a dream rather than a nightmare. I get dressed and head to the kitchen for breakfast, when I get there, everyone looks at me. I send Natasha a small smile and pour myself some cereal, Sam breaks the silence "You slept in, how 'bout that?" I look at the clock and realise it's almost 10:30am, someone walks in behind me "You're up, I was about to make sure you were still alive." I turn and smile at Steve, he smiles back. I ignore everyone's questions throughout breakfast and wait until everyone heads off to do their own thing, before approaching Steve.

I need to get down those faces, before I forget them.

"Steve." "You alright?" "I need a hand with something." "Sure, anything." "Bring you sketchbook and meet me in my room, whenever you're ready." I head to my room and about 5 minutes later Steve enters and sits on the end of my bed "Could you draw some people if I describe them to you?" "Uh... I can try, but I'm not a sketch artist. Who you trying to draw?" I sigh "I don't know right now, I think it's a memory seeping through."

I'm kind of hoping it is, but I'm also hoping it's not.

"That's good, Buck. Alright, what was the memory?" "I was in the gym, training, when two girls walked in, I think they were maybe 11 or 12. One of them had the biggest smile I've ever seen." I look at Steve huge smile "Bigger than yours. The other girl sat down on a bench, but the happy one put on some gloves, she started jumping up and down. I was holding a pad and she was punching it, I was training the girl."

Why was I training a child?

"We trained a while, until an Agent took them away. As they left the room, the less excited one, who just watched, waved to me and the excited one said 'Bye Daddy', but that's all I remember." "You have two daughters?" He smiles broadly "Well, that's if it's a real memory, I can't be sure." "This is so exciting." "You think? If they're real, then they're still at HYDRA." His smile falters "They could be getting punished because of me." "Don't think like that. Let's draw them, we then might be able to find them with the help of the drawings."

I hope they didn't get punished because I left, if I knew they were there, I wouldn't have left. I don't remember seeing children, oh, maybe they were in Germany not in Russia.

Steve clears his throat "Sorry, let's do it." "Okay, you said they were about 11 and both girls." "Yeah." "Let's focus on the excited one first, describe her to me without colour first." "Alright... Big eyes, thin mouth, but wide grin, chubby cheeks, little upturned nose." "Her head?" "Oval, I guess. Big ears." "Hair." "Shoulder length." After a few minutes, he showed me the sketch and after some adjusting, I was happy with it "Yeah, I think that looks alright."

I can picture her so clearly in my mind, it must be a real memory.

"So, colour. Her skin?" "Like mine, but with pink cheeks. Her eyes were a beautiful green and her hair was my colour." He colours her, but turns it upside down on the bed "You can look afterwards, let's do the other one next." "Okay. Her eyes weren't as big, smaller mouth, she didn't smile much and had more of a pointed nose. She had a more round face, her ears didn't stick out as much, her hair was a bit below her shoulders and braided." "Got it." I look and make some adjustments "Colours." "Her skin was the same shade, but no pink to the cheeks, her eyes were blue, like mine and she had the same brown hair too."

So, one of them looks like me, but what about the other one? Who does she look like? Who's the mother?

Steve breaks me from my thoughts "Ready to see?" "Yeah." He holds the two sketches up, side by side, revealing the girls from my dream "That's them, thanks Steve." "Let's go talk to the others, we might be able to get JARVIS to search for them." At lunchtime I take the sketches to the kitchen with me, Steve is already here, since he was making lunch. Once everyone is in the living room, eating their lunch, I stand up and clear my throat.

TONY POV:
Metallica clears his throat and we all look to him "I need some help. A memory came to me last night, it was about two girls." I wolf whistle and Spangles glares at me "What?" "He's not talking about women, Stark, he's talking about girls, little girls." "Oh." Spangles gestures for him to continue "They were about 11 years old and I was training one of them, she seemed rather good at it. When they left, they said goodbye and called me Daddy." I let out a little laugh which receives another glare, he then holds up 2 sketches "Steve helped me out by drawing what I described, these are who I believe are my daughters."

Oh boy... HYDRA and children doesn't sound like a good combination.

I take a look at the sketches, they both have the same hair colour as their father, the one with the longer hair has matching eyes. The one with the shorter hair has green eyes and looks like she'd burst at any minute with that smile, the more I look the more happy I feel "I need to find them and I'd appreciate your help, they could be in the Germany base or the Russian base... or somewhere else..."