Everybody's got a past.
But Anna Lewis doesn't remember a thing about hers.
One moment she was at home with her husband and baby, the next one she found herself in a dark motel room with a metal-limbed man who tells her she's a lethal assassin. Tha...
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May 23rd, 2016
The door to our apartment is unlocked when I get there. I've gone up alone while Bucky's gone for the guns we have hidden in the ground floor. I stealthily enter the hideout, thinking that, if there's someone there, I don't want them to catch me until I have a gun in my hand. My fears are confirmed when I see the silhuette of a man in front of our fridge.
I go back outside and press my back against the wall until Bucky comes back. He's carrying a belt with two holsters and has already put on his, hiding it under his sweatshirt. He hands it to me and I stop him before he gets into the apartment.
"There's someone in there." I mouth as I wrap the belt around my waist.
"Stay here."
He makes his way inside and I can hear the mystery man talking. "Understood." He says before he can see Bucky. "Do you know me?"
"You're Steve. I read about you in a museum."
Steve. As in Steve Rogers.
I don't know how I haven't figured out it was him. As I sneak back into the studio, I spot his characteristic shield. Pretty hard to miss, I think to myself. But I was so startled to find someone there that I couldn't focus on something like that. I decide to step in as well since I don't think Steve is here to act hostile towards us. If he wanted to take us with him, he wouldn't have come to our place first.
"I know you're nervous, and you have plenty of reason to be. But you're lying."
"I wasn't in Vienna. I don't do that anymore."
"Well, the people who think you did are coming here now. And they're not planning on taking you alive-"
He stops talking when he notices me. "That's smart. Good strategy." He watches me as I walk next to Bucky. He protectively places his hand over mine and I can see Rogers' eyes following every one of our moves.
Nobody says anything after that and I nod towards the man in the red, white and blue suit as my way of introducing myself. "Captain."
"I wish we would've met in another setting, ma'am." He very politely nods back at me before turning to Bucky again. "This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck."
