Chapter Three: The Winter Soldier

I opened the window and climbed out of it. I had to get to the top of the train. The climbing took forever since I kept almost slipping and falling off. When I got to the top, the sight that greeted me was a shock. "Bucky," I breathed. His eyes were empty though, someone triggered the Winter Soldier. He shot his gun and I dropped to the floor. The shot missed. He shot again, this time it hit my shoulder. He missed the muscle, the Soldier never misses. And he aimed at the muscle. I saw it. Then I realized it. Bucky is fighting back! I thought happily. So, I came up with an idea.

"Bucky! Bucky, please listen to me," He pulled a knife and threw it at me. Hitting my arm, he missed any and all vital veins. I heaved a sigh of relief. I continued.

"Okay then, if you aren't going to listen to me plead for you to come back to your senses... James Buchanan Barnes! You stop this right now, or else I will spell you. And remember the last time that happened?" His eyes flashed with fear and remembrance. I grinned, it's working. "Oh yeah, I kept that body bind on you even after you changed back. So you better change back! If you are too far gone, why do you keep missing your shot? You never missed before. Kill me, if Bucky isn't there." I could not let him get a word in edgewise. That would complicate things.

"I am not going to kill you, Doll. I was raised by my ma to be better than kill or hurt a woman in anyway." He saw my injuries and rushed over.

"Rosie Doll, I am so sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Will you forgive me?" I gave a sigh of relief when the old Bucky came back.

"I will always forgive you, Bucky. Now, I need help getting back into the train. Help please?"

"Of course, Little Lady." He said with a winning smirk and some of his Brooklyn accent seeping through.

He opened a small hole in the roof just big enough for us to fall into. He went first to catch me when I went after. I hissed in pain when drawing my wand. "Repairo." I muttered. The roof fixed itself and my arm's throbbing got worse. Bucky kissed my forehead and helped me to my cabin. We were stopped by two teachers. "What is the meaning of this?" They ask.

"Can you help her? Please, I never meant to hurt her this badly. I didn't know what I was doing. She is the only person I care about."

The two women looked at me and nodded. "Come with me." We followed the witch in red and white. She led us to the medical car. I was lain down on a bed and felt Bucky take my hand. "You're gonna be okay, Doll." His Brooklyn accent bleeding through once more. It made me smile. The witch cast a spell and put me to sleep. Bucky kissed my hand before I went completely under.

*AN: Now time to explain. Bucky in this is around 21 years old, since I have no idea how old he actually is when he was chronofreezed. Artemis-Rose is eighteen since magic school starts in seventh grade in this version of the Wizarding USA/Marvel universe. And Bucky is on the run from Hydra, so, when he goes into Soldier mode, it means they found him. See you next time.*