When Bucky had saved Steve from the river, he was determined to find out about his past. He was lost and confused, but he was ready to face what was ahead. Charlotte Black, 18, was nothing but a myth to the others-the story of a ghost girl who could control the weather and thunder. She was the tale that mothers would tell to keep their children in line: If you don't behave, the Ghost Girl will come and take you away. No one knew if she was real. To the norms, she was merely a ghost story. But to Shield, she was a valuable piece in the Avengers operation. The two somehow managed to cross path. They formed the oddest yet the best team. They became each other's support but dark times were ahead. With the enemies lurking in the shadows, would Bucky be able to rid of his ghost? Could Charlotte save her friends, be them her own family or Avengers? The two who did not belong would find themselves battling in their final moments, fighting for their last breath, surviving for themselves and each other, for when there was nothing to lose, they still had each other.

[Post CA:TWS] She was his target. His mission. His only goal was to kill her. But she seemed harmless. He felt it was wrong to kill her. He made a different call. He saved her instead ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "There was a man, he was sent to kill me. I was a threat to- to HYDRA... the man had killed my mom. But I didn't hate him for it. I wasn't angry at him, I didn't want him dead... I wanted him to be somewhere safe. Somewhere somebody could care for him... I wanted to be the person that cared for him. But he wouldn't let me."

Loving you isn't easy, but if love was easy then it wouldn't be worth fighting for

'She loved you, Buck' Bucky looked back down at her and started to remember things too, as he remembered things, he started whispering the first thoughts that came to mind. 'Aren't you a bit tall for a girl...'; He mumbled, shaking his head as the memory flooded in. 'I love you,' Bucky whispered, kneeling down and pressing his forehead against her shoulder.