Running From Me *Completed*

Closer

Authors Note: Just to clear up-
'Hi' - Means it was Signed, in Sign language.

'Hi' - Means Written down, the characters reading something written down.

"Hi" - Means it was Spoken Outloud.

Hi - Means Thought, the character thought it, unless found in outloud spoken speech, which then represent emphasis.

Hi - Means Previously on, the last thing to happen in the previous chapter.

Hi - Means Authors Note.

Hi - Is of course, regular.

"Come on." He said as he pat the back of his bike, his voice muffled through his mask. I rolled my eyes as I sat behind him. He started the engine and we rode off into the night.
My first mission, our first mission, complete.

I sat down in the training room, our latest session now finished. The Winter Soldier looked down at me, hands on his hips. He sighed before sitting down beside me, by now we were the only one's in the training room. We made eye contact and held it as I watched the tension leave the Soldiers body, I smiled slightly through my sealed mouth, and he returned it.

I signed something to The Soldier.
'Winter, can I show you something?'

Of all the things Hydra had taught me, I was most grateful for them forcing the Soldier and I to learn sign language. It became our language, since no one else in the facility had bothered to do the same. It was just for us.

'Of course.' He signed back. I reached into my bra, where I had found a silver ring, it had seemed to have been there for as long as I could remember, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember where it came from or what it meant. His eyes widened and his cheeks looked a little reddened, as I reached for the piece of jewellery. I let out a sort of strangled laugh/snort and rolled my eyes and shook my head. He relaxed again with an embarrassed smile as he rubbed his neck. He can be so innocent and childish. I thought as I pulled out the silver ring. His eyebrows furrowed and a curious look over took his features. I moved it towards him and he held out his flesh hand as I placed it in his plam. He inspected it, reading the engravings on it. His face morphed into that of a face of guilt. I stared at him with furrowed eyebrows, confused and suddenly suspicious. I signed quickly to him.

'What aren't you telling me?' He looked at me in the eyes, his filled now with sorrow.

"Hope is your name." He said out loud. My eyes widened as I snatched the ring from his hand. 'We love you Hope' Someone out there is missing me! Hydra's been messing with me. Why can't I remember?! I looked back up at Winter and gestured the ring at him, too stressed, angry and confused to sign. He grabbed it gently from my fingers.

"The initials are your family, I think." He said with a sigh. I gasped (as much as I could with a mouth sewn shut). Tears welled up in my eyes. Winter looked at me with sadness and pity.

"I'm sorry." He said as he reached to take my hand. I pulled away from him and stood facing away from him as a few tears escaped. Foot steps echoed outside the room. Winter quickly stood and grabbed my arm, against my silent protest, and guided me out of the door opposite to where the footsteps had come from. I harshly wiped at the tears on my face as he continued to guide me constantly looking over his shoulder.

"Not here." He whispered into my ear sending shivers down my spine as he subtly placed the ring in my hand. I nodded in understanding. Hydra doesn't have weak assets. I quickly put the ring back in my bra and wiped my face clear, sucking in a quick, deep breath through my nose. He released my arm and we slowed our pace walking side by side.

The backs of our hands grazed each others and I was very tempted to grab his hand, but before I could, he gripped mine. I looked down at our intertwined fingers, then up at him, he stared straight ahead, a faint blush on his cheeks and a look of determination in his eyes. I smiled softly at him and gripped his hand tighter. I couldn't stay mad at him for long. He smiled faintly at me. Footsteps ahead of us broke the little moment as we looked up to see to men talking and looking down at a hand held screen.
The Winter Soldier quickly pulled me down a different hall and into an empty file room just off the hall, the door closed behind us. I released his hand as he stopped and turned to face me. I looked up at him with amusement, my arms folded across my chest and a grin in place. He smiled sheepishly at me and rubbed the back of his neck, almost like a nervous habit, his hair falling in front of his eyes. I laughed at him. Which always sounded weird due to my mouth. He playfully glared at me as I regain my breath and sanity. I looked up at him again, smiling softly. He looks so cute. Passed through my head as I reached up and moved a piece of his dark brown hair away from his bright blue eyes, holding eye contact. He raised his flesh hand up to cup my cheek. Though I new what his hands had done to people, the lives they had taken, I felt safe in them. His other hand snaked to my waist pulling me closer. I leaned into his caress, wishing he would just kiss me. Though I imagine it wouldn't be as nice as I'd want it to. Stupid stitches. I furrowed my eyebrows in annoyance. The Soldier chuckled at me, knowing what I was thinking. He leaned in and kissed the corner of my mouth just beyond the stitches then gently kissed the other side. My eyes nearly fluttered closed at his thoughtfulness, my heart bursting. He pulled away and we smiled softly at each other. The door behind us opened and we sprung apart. A woman entered, glasses perched on her nose and folders in her arms. She looked between us and then shrugged walking right past us and up to a cabinet where she proceeded to take out new files and put the old ones back. The Soldier and I watched her as she then exited the room, a new set of files in her arms.

We looked to each other then to the door before we both burst into laughter. As my strangled laughter came to an end and we sobered up, we left the room and headed our separate ways.