*I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS. MARVEL DOES.*

Running from H.Y.D.R.A

By: Britt Travis

Chapter One:

ROMANIA WITH LOVE

He was in Romania for two months. He thought they will not look for him here. It's been two years since he broke away from H.Y.D.R.A. He was on the run. Two years ago, he found out his identity. He should have been dead for years. All the memories were flooding back to him. He heard Captain America call him "Bucky" when they were fighting each other. Was that his name now? Was it Bucky? He questioned himself after he saved Captain America from death. He went to a WWII display at the museum. James Buchanan Barnes was born on March 10th 1917. He died in 1945 from falling from the train. If James was alive, it would made him nearly 100 years old. He would have been married, had children, became a grandfather and so on. "Bucky" left the States and went into hiding.

Although he was hiding, "Bucky" felt like he will be found by them soon. He didn't want the abuse anymore. Daily brainwashings after missions. He had killed innocent people. "Bucky" felt bad. He could not remember the details without the trigger words. While in Bucharest, he laid low. He went out when he needed to go out. A while he was out, "Bucky" begins to have flashbacks to Serbia. He was once the Winter Soldier.

The ground begins to spin around and he collapses on the ground. Nearby a young woman watched as he fell into the ground. She rushes over to him. Her red hair falls on Bucky's cheek. He was breathing heavy. She looks down at him. Checking his pulse, she begins to worry.

"Sir, are you okay?" She asks him.

There was no answer from the man.

"My name is Violetta. I am going to get you help." She told Bucky.

Violetta ran to get help for him. It felt like two hours had passed before he woke up in a room. Violetta was patting his face with cold water. He wakes up and saw the young woman attending to him. Steel blue eyes meet tender brown eyes. He grabs Violetta's hand.

"Where am I?" He asks her.

She smiles, "At my apartment, sir." She answers him.

"Are we safe?" He asks her again.

"Yes, we are." Violetta whispers softly.

Bucky went back to sleep. Violetta stayed with him. She grabs the bowl and heads for the kitchen. Then she decides to make dinner for the both of them. Violetta was feeling bad for this man. She had to admit he was cute and scruffy. She sighs and works on dinner.

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