Accepting Nick's offer to go to DC and train the new team was probably one of the best choices he could have made for himself. He really needed to step away from his current normal state of living and venture off into the world. Although can you really venture farther than being kidnapped and tortured in Russia? Perhaps he just needed new scenery.
Bucky had been very confused at first to his decision to leave New York, in his word he thought Steve would forever be a new yorker. He promised to write to him every so often. Bucky would only respond to him calling him an old sap.
His new house was small but had a comforting thing about it. Nick had been rather generous when picking giving him this one, it was more than enough for Steve's simple taste.
Now that he was beginning to move in he could properly focus his attention on other matters. Natasha.
Sure there was still the team he had to go train but for some reason, they weren't his top priority as they should be. He was rather distracted by his situation with Natasha. He never wanted it to be like this with them. And sure they've only known each other for a few weeks at most but he'd seen he go through something no one ever should have, he'd seen her at her worst, and a part of him really wanted to see her at her best.
Natasha deserved way more than what she was given, he intended to make sure she didn't see the darkness in the world but the light and serenity. Despite what Bucky had asked him before leaving, Natasha wasn't a mission, she wasn't a charity cause. No, to be honest, he didn't know what she was, but she was more than anything he could have ever imagined.
When they are together his world doesn't feel as dull. He can feel the weight of the world taken off his shoulders and replaced by the gentle touch of love and peace. Meeting her, saving her, might have just saved him. He didn't know it at the time when they first met but she would do more saving to his life then he could have ever imagined.
He was going to make sure she understood just how important she was, she deserved only the best. Maybe he was a jerk, maybe he didn't deserve her, the only thing that he really knew was he wanted another chance.
Given that Nick had relocated Natasha here in DC he hoped that it would give them a chance to talk things over. She was angry, he understood that and if she needed time than he would accept that. He would let her figure it out on her own. But if she needed him, he would be there to help pick up the pieces.
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Natasha wasn't quite sure how she liked DC so far. That wasn't to say she really liked New York. No, she didn't really know New York, wasn't too attached to anything there. The thing she was still trying to get used to was it wasn't Russia.
For one, the temperature was hotter. Summers in Russia was cool, not too hot, not too cold, DC on the other hand was hot. She hated this heat. Not to say Russia didn't get hot, but the weather was much more brutal here. She hoped for the Winter there would at least be snow on the ground.
She loved Russia's winter, the snow on the ground, the breeze, there was just something about the cold that seemed to soothe her. Winters were freezing yes, but she liked the weather. Used to, like the weather.
Come to think of it she wasn't sure what being in the cold would do to her now. Would it still bring her peace or would it now bring up memories she wasn't too fond of? Only time will tell she guessed, and if it did happen to bring a course of nightmares, well how much worse could they possibly get?
