Author's (((   (((<,^,>)))   ))) Note
It's getting good...I was too excited to wait till tomorrow to post another chapter...😂

In the middle of a sentence, Steve heard his son in the other room.  He stopped to listen, "Steve?" Bucky asked, due to the abrupt pause in speaking.
   "Hold on a sec", he told his best friend.  James' voice sounded panicked. 
   "Dad? Dad?" Steve heard.  He walked into Bucky's room and gently shook him to wake him.
   "James...I'm right here son" he assured, gently shaking him awake.  James' eyes opened slowly, he was breathing heavily and his face was pale.  "You okay?" his father questioned, keeping his hand on his shoulder.
   "Yeah I'm fine...sorry" James said apologetically; he was embarrassed.
   "It's fine...I get bad dreams...well more like memories all of the time," he paused, "You want me to stay and talk with you?" He asked.
   "No I'm really fine," James assured.
   "Okay...night" Steve said smiling, and saluted James before walking back out of the room.
   "Goodnight" he responded returning the salute.  In his head he was thinking 'it isn't going to be a good night'.  It was the first time in a long time that he could remember the day that Ultron had attacked.  It had come back so clearly that he felt that it was reality.
   His mother and father left and told him they would be right back.  James had been at the house by himself once before when his dad left for a few minutes to get milk or eggs or something, so he wasn't that worried.  Although, by the time it had been an hour since they had left James was terrified.  A man came to the door a few minutes later, and he was filled with false hope only to find his dad's friend Tony, not his parents. "James c'mon we have to go" he explained urgently.
   "Where are mommy and daddy?"* James remembered demanding an answer.
   "I'm not sure" Tony responded, telling a half truth. "But they told me to come and get you, so we have to go" James remembered thinking 'why would they have Tony come and get me?' but then he just figured they had some good reason, so he left his house, grabbed Tony's hand, and walked to the Quinnjet, still in his blue starred pajamas.  The jet had fascinated him when he was little.  Torrun was waiting inside.  Next, they picked up Azari and Pym in Wakanda.  Then he remembered flying around for a while...to find Francis.  When he wasn't found, they crash landed in the Arctic, adjacent to his future home.  It was chaos.  Pym was crying and wouldn't stop; Torun, well she just looked confused; Azari was silent, stared out the window, and wouldn't move; James kept whispering to himself "daddy...mommy" repeatedly and began rocking back and forth and frowning.  This entire time Tony tried to get them all out safely.  He remembered going down to a work room of Tony's. He followed a cold metal railing and clutched Tony's hand tightly.  There were tears streaming down his face as he walked, because he was terrified for his parents, and by now had almost concluded what had happened.  Before the rest of his memory came to him, his father woke him up.  It made him feel like a wimp... but seeing his father was reassuring, and although he said otherwise, he really wanted him to stay.  He was tiring though and soon his eyelids became heavy and he fell back asleep.

*yes mommy and daddy don't you make fun of James...he was like 4