The Girl Out of Time

Chapter 16

It felt like I'd been laying there for hours watching the huge helicarriers fall from the sky in slow motion. It wasn't until I saw a dark shape that resembled a human body falling from the only helicarrier still in the sky. I shot up to my feet as another shadow looked to be diving from the helicarrier to the water. Both shadows hit the water only seconds apart.

I waited to see what was going to happen. A head popped up from under the water's surface. The first thing I noticed was the wet dark hair. Is that James? Then what happened to Steve?

James drew closer to the shore where I stood. Once his feet could touch under the water I could tell he had a hold of Steve's unconscious body. I gasped as he started to pull him up the shore. He let go of him after getting him on his back. I dropped to my knees to check his pulse. He coughed spitting up a small amount of water. He remained unconscious but his chest was rising and falling at a steady pace. I looked up to thank James only to find him walking away.

"Wait!" I shouted getting back to my feet.

James stopped immediately. I ran over to him so I could stand in front if him.

"What did you mean they used me against you?" I asked him.

He scoffed then tried to push past me.

"Look, I don't remember you but from all the evidence I've seen I know that I knew you. We were friends. I'm just trying to figure out what was taken from me." I explained quickly.

His eyes softened for only a moment then turned hard again.

"We were much more than friends baby doll." He whispered.

I blinked. What? He smirked then quickly shoved past me while I was slightly frozen from his words.

"James!" I yelled after him but he had already disappeared.

The next day after everything was said and done we all made it out alive. Natasha was currently on Capital Hill doing what she does best. Fury was off some where pretending to be dead. Hill had decided to go after a job at Stark Industries. Steve was lying unconscious in a hospital bed while Sam and I sat on either side of him.

"When do you think he'll wake up?" I asked Sam quietly as I stared at my badly wounded best friend.

"I honestly don't know." Sam shook his head.

Sam returned his attention downward as he attempted to sleep in that awkward position. I kept my eyes on Steve's face hoping to see his blue eyes again.

As if he heard my inner plead his eyes blinked open. He looked around slowly taking in the room, me, then Sam.

"On your left" Steve whispered.

Sam smiled then slowly lifted his head to see Steve awake.

"What happened?" Sam asked.

"Got my butt kicked." Steve groaned as he sat up straight.

"But he isn't gone completely. I think I got threw to him." Steve added quickly.

"Steve, he remembers me." I said quickly grabbing Steve's hand.

I immediately had Steve's full attention.

"How do you know?" Steve asked.

"He told me" I shrugged.

"So you two just had a casual conversation?" Sam asked a bit harshly.

"I wanted information and he wasn't going to fight me anyway. He made that very clear. He said that they made him remember me because I was their weapon against him." I explained.