She danced. It was her only escape from her past. Every time she rolled up onto the box of her pointe shoes, it seemed as if her troubles rolled off of her like raindrops rolling down a window. When she danced, she was free. What will happen when the two former Soviet assassins meet again? Will sparks fly? Or will they even remember each other. Disclaimer - I've never read the comics, so I just kind of make my own story up along the way. Update - I'm currently reading every Black Widow/Winter Soldier comic book I can get my hands on

An Anastasia Winter Widow AU "If you want to pass yourself off as Bucky, you gotta be a little more friendly," she accuses. "Oh no," the Soldier grumbles. "Don't tell me this Barnes guy is some sort of cheerful do-gooder." Natalia shrugs, shifting her bag over her shoulder, then slips it off and hands it to him. He takes it with his left, the stronger arm, and stares at her. "Bucky Barnes would hold a girl's bag for her," Natalia says and the Winter Soldier glares. "Would he," he replies dryly and Natalia just smiles at him smugly and turns back around. "Come on, Mr Barnes, we're almost to the station," she says and he follows her grumpily. Find on AO3 and FF.net