December 31st, 1935

Shivering as the cool air hit my skin, I almost swore aloud. If it weren't for the my mothers voice rang through my head, reminding me about how I lady like swearing was. Like that had ever stopped her anyway. She had a tendency to swear like that sailors of the Titanic when my father was around and he was always laughing at my delicate mother swearing her head off. Silly Scottish man.

Walking through the darkened streets of Brooklyn, I couldn't decide whether it was dangerous or not. It was terrifying to walk among darkened houses that I knew when the lights were on. But some people change when the lights go out.

"Young ladies shouldn't be frolicking in the dark, Olivia. It's when the dangerous people come out." My mothers voice rang through my head. But like usual, I didn't listen.

"You know, it isn't safe for someone of your fairness to be outside and alone." A voice from behind me said. I stopped walking and smiled, watching the darkness.

"But I'm not exactly alone, am I?" Under the street light, I could make out the face of my companion as he stepped into it, revealing himself.

"I'm just watching out for you, Liv."
"I know. But you could be enjoying the New Years party instead of following me home. Or, stalking me really." I smirked and started walking again.

"How's it staling if you know I'm there?" James Barnes, or Bucky, ran to catch up to me and slid my arm through his, matching one long stride with three of mine.

"You are one ruddy cheeky one, you know?" Bucky shrugged as we walked through the streets.

"Where's Steve?" I mentioned one of our friends. He was a little guy. Small for his age.

"At home, wallowing." I hit Bucky's arm and rolled my eyes.

"He deserves to grieve, Buck."
"I know... But I want him to do something."
"like go to a New Years party where he'd get trampled? I'd prefer Steve in one piece, please." Bucky pushed me slightly and laughed.

"You never know, Miss Stone. You never know."

March 4th, 1944

"You're doing what now?" I promise you that if I wasn't currently holding an ice pack to Steve Rogers head, Bucky would be eating ice right now.

"I leave tomorrow." Sargent James Barnes. He'd enlists for the army, leaving me to fret over Steve and him.

"When were you going to tell me?"
"In only found out today."
"You mean you only enlisted today." My heart raced in my chest, wanting me to say the words I had always wanted to say to him but they didn't come out. I could lose him.

"Promise me you'll come home then." I let Steve hold onto his ice pack and I stood in front of Bucky. " I let Steve hold his own ice pack and went to stand in front of Bucky, looking straight up at him. "Promise me."

He looked at me and didn't say anything. He stared at me intently, a look I had seen before from my father looking at my mother. Memorising her face.

"Come with us to the Stark Expo." He finally said, avoiding my answer. I almost laughed.

"If I know what you're like, James Barnes, you would of invited two girls in an attempt to double date with Steve. I'm not going to fifth wheel." Bucky chuckled but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Please? I need my girl there." He said in all seriousness. 

June 9th, 2007

The light blinded me before I even opened my eyes. It wasn't bright. But it annoying.

When I opened my eyes, the roof was unfamiliar. Bleached white. I frowned. Moving my fingers, I sat up and lifted myself out of my bed, legs hanging over the edge as I used my telekinesis to float. It all and back like a flood.

The ice.
The death.
The experiment.

"Steve." I whispered. Looking around wildly, I began to panic.

Where am I? I opened my mouth to scream but the door opened. The woman at the door look flustered and annoyed.

"Miss Stone?" Heart pumping in my chest, I looked at her through narrowed eyes.

"Where am I?"
"New York."
"What year is it?"
"1944." I frowned and looked at the window, looking at the skyline. I reached out my mid and found... emptiness.

"How do you know what I am?"
"Why do you mean?"
"I can't read your mind." The panic began to rise again. I felt the bubble that I kept securely around me try to pop but it failed to do so.

"Why have you done to me?"
"Nothing! I swear!" She was starting to sound desperate. I dropped myself to the floor just as she pulled out a radio and spoke into it.

Her first mistake: Pulling out the radio.

I yanked it from her hand with a flick of my wrist, watching with some satisfaction as the blue that surrounded my hand grabbed it. I pushed her out of the way and used all I could to open the door. Unfortunately, the entire wall came off.

Her second mistake: triangle bra. Who the hell wears triangle bras?!

"Steve?!" I yelled as I ran. I spotted a door and felt the bubble pop. Then I was in front of the door.

Opening it, I was met by guards who soon were barrelled over by a giant of a man.

"Steve?"
"Olivia!" He grabbed me into a bear hug.

I wasn't alone.

November 8th, 2014

The Winter Solider seemed to be slightly distressed. I kept popping- the politically correct term is teleporting but popping was more fun- around him and hitting at him, landing punches around him. Natasha was trying to set a distraction so that I could get away, Steve was beating someone up and Sam was flying around, dragging someone behind him.

The solider grabbed me around the throat and I immediately lost the energy to go. His eyes stared into mine, hard and full of rage. I focused on the mask around his mouth and tried to pry it off but the energy had left me as I began to choke.

Help! My mid touched on Steve's and I saw him kick his way towards me. He barrelled into the Winter Solider who had to let go of me to fight Steve back. I lay on the ground, gasping for air.

"Livvie..."
"I'm coming, I'm coming..." I got up, breathing heavily before teleporting over to Steve and the solider and punched him in the face.

Steve and I took turns defending and punching until Steve managed to knock the mask off of him.

Then my world came crashing down.

"Bucky?" The face I had grown to to love looked at me, hard and unreadable.

"Who the hell is Bucky?"

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