A/N:

I have been wanting to write a fanfic for sometime, and I hope you enjoy my take on the MCU. My story will begin in part of Civil War and into Infinity War. I would love to create another story with End Game as well and can not WAIT for its release!

Disclaimer:

Obviously I don't own anything and this is just for fun.

Furia's home was not earth. Or at least it hadn't been her first home. Though she was only five when Thanos had killed most of her people, she still remembered fleeing the only place she had known with her father.

Zendika was much like Earth. Vast oceans, scattered forests, and land large enough to inhabit many families. But it was poor and people were starving, and this had caused Thanos to see it destroyed.

If Thanos would have known Furia's true value, she would have never escaped and likely would be an addition to his children. But the rumors of Zendikan's line of Thana(which meant dangerous ones) were believed to have been wiped out years ago. But Furia was special and the Thana line had lived through her.

It was ironic, really, having left Zendika for Earth to only be hunted by SHIELD(aka HYDRA) because of her abilities. But Furia was good at avoiding their schemes, given she was a telepath, and could always stay one step ahead of the bastards that wanted to use her gifts for their gain.

Now, standing on the roof of some random building in Brasov, Furia waited to spot the one man she'd been dying to meet. A man who, like her, was now on the run.

It was three years ago when she'd had a telepathic vision of meeting him so vivid, Furia could simply close her eyes and envision the entire thing. As time passed, the visions all came to the same conclusion. They fell in love. It had taken a long time to discover his whereabouts, but her latest vision had led her here in Brasov, where she hoped to catch him before the sneaky bastard took off again. She was ready for a friendship. Ready to trust another.

Her father, having died protecting her from SHIELD six years ago, was the only living soul she'd truly known on earth. He was her educator, had helped her strengthen her abilities, he was a friend, and her ally. Now, seeing her future with Bucky, she was anxious to have him in her life. Anxious to fill the hole her father's death had left.

"Okay, Furia, don't fuck this up. He's a bit skittish." She told herself, sitting close to the buildings edge.

Taking a bite of her apple, Furia took a deep breath. Turning on her Ipod, she chose an appropriate song for the moment(music was her outlet and she often played music when she was about to "vibe"- as she liked to call it- so many people), she played Foreigner's Feels Like the First Time, placing the headphones in her ears, and closing her eyes.

Reaching out to the minds around her, she searched for Bucky Barnes. Each mind she vibed, Furia could hear their thoughts, see their faces and discover their story(depending on how deep she truly went).

She couldn't speak Romanian, so most of their thoughts came out like gibberish, until she found someone speaking english.

"I've spotted him. I've got a clear shot."

Furia, who fell deeper into the man's thoughts, could see through his eyes; staring through the scope of his weapon, she could see it dangerously pointing to Bucky.

With a gasp, she jolted upright, not giving a shit whether someone would witness her actions. With a mad dash, she leaped from the building, using her cryokinesis to land- the ability she often favored- which was also much stronger than the former. Racing toward him, she vibed him, entering his thoughts.

Bucky, get down!

The voice had been inside his head, and caused him to twirl around, searching for the source. He was ready to fight, but feared whoever this was would come out winning. Bucky was combat efficient and had this been a battle of fists he could kick just about anyone's ass, but whoever this woman was, it was obvious she was enhanced.

I said get down!

A rush of ice blasted through the air, forming into a solid wall to his left, deflecting the bullet meant to kill him just in time.

Everyone began screaming in Romanian, pointing at the young woman. "It was her!" Someone shouted, while another yelled, "Is she an Avenger?"

Unaffected by their sudden fear, Furia stood before him. Smiling, she couldn't believe how utterly gorgeous he was. Though she'd seen him time and again in her visions, not even those did him justice.

No one else had noticed the bullets, but Bucky was attuned to his surroundings and stared at the woman bewildered by her actions. He was certain he'd never seen her but there she stood smiling at him like she'd known him forever. Her long silver hair fell over her left shoulder in a thick braid. Looking into her beautifully unique eyes -one being emerald while the other was a fluorescent gold- it was the first time he'd taken the time to notice a girl since he'd been free of the Winter Soldier.

There's a HYDRA agent here to kill you but I can help you take him down if you'll trust me.

As her words filled his thoughts, Bucky gave her a nod, willing to team up if it meant killing the piece of shit that had just tried to kill him. More than that, he didn't think he could have told her no considering she'd just saved his life.

Smiling, Furia's body quickly became engulfed in ice, taking on the appearance of a living icicle. "Let's go get the fucker."

Vienna Austria,

Six Months Later

Natasha, who watched as T'Challa walked away with vengeance in his eyes, knew she couldn't stop him. The man had just watched his father, the king of Wakanda, die at the hands of Bucky Barnes. Stating he would kill Bucky himself made sense. She knew what revenge felt like and had it been someone she loved, Natasha would have done the same thing.

Natasha sighed, wishing she could have convinced Steve to sign the Accords. Wishing that he was with her at that very moment. They normally agreed on everything but this time was different and she knew there was no convincing him. After what had happened with SHIELD Steve wasn't one to trust outside agencies.

As if he knew she was thinking of him, Natasha's phone rang, "Yeah?" She answered.

"You alright?" Steve asked. He was standing away from the chaos, in a cap and sunglasses, but was close enough to see several individuals being whisked away in an ambulance.

After seeing Bucky on the news, he'd immediately left for Vienna, ready to find his friend before anyone else did.

"Ah, yeah, thanks. I got lucky." The sound of sirens could be heard over the phone as she realized they were the same as the ones nearby. Rising to her feet, Natasha glanced around searching for her friend. "I know how much Barnes means to you. I really do. Stay home. You'll only make this worse. For all of us. Please."

"Are you saying you'll arrest me?" He asked unconvinced.

"No. Someone will. If you interfere. That's how it works now." Natasha replied, hoping she could appeal to him.

Steve had had many people after him over the years and wasn't concerned with what might happen. He could avoid being caught well enough. "If he's this far gone, Nat, I should be the one to bring him in."

"Why?" She asked, feeling a little frustrated he wasn't changing his mind.

"Because I'm the one least likely to die trying."

Ending the call, Steve approached Sam, who was waiting for him at the counter of a small coffee shop. He too sported sunglasses and a baseball cap.

"She tell you to stay out of it? Might be a good idea." Sam said as Steve sat beside him. Sam was always on Steve's side and would remain there regardless of his choice. They were a team, but a part of Sam wished Steve would let go of his war buddy.

"He'd do it for me." Steve replied.

"1945, maybe. I just want to make sure we considered all our options. The people that shoot at you usually wind up shooting at me." Sam smirked. Thinking back to all the crazy shit they'd faced together.

Sitting next to Steve, Sharon kept her eyes forward, setting a file down between herself and Steve. "Tips have been pouring in since that footage went public. Everybody thinks the Winter Soldier goes to their gym. Most of its noise. Except for this." She moved the file toward him before continuing. "My boss expects a briefing, pretty much now, so that's all the head start you're gonna get."

With a grateful smile, Steve looked toward Sharon. "Thank you."

She brushed him off, knowing she could never repay the debt of his discovery. Without Steve she'd still be apart of a corrupt agency. "You're gonna have to hurry. We have orders to shoot on sight." Sharon said, rising to her feet.

Bucharest

Furia's eyes fluttered as she began to rouse from her sleep. Stretching her arms above her head, she yawned, looking down at Bucky's still sleeping form. He had his face pressed against the pillow; his bare shoulders visible. Biting her lip, she couldn't help admiring how strong he looked. How strong he felt, she thought to herself. Tracing her fingers across his back, Furia kissed his shoulder several times, as Bucky smiled with his eyes still closed.

"Careful sweetheart, your a few kisses away from startin' up a replay of last night." Bucky grinned, looking at the woman he'd fallen in love with over the last six months. He turned to face her, resting back on the pillows.

When Furia had saved his neck in Brasov, he'd been hesitant for Furia to stick around. His life wasn't exactly ideal. He was constantly on the run and always looking over his shoulder. Sure he had finally remembered who he was, but his past would always be there to haunt him and he wasn't one to put another in danger. But after a few close calls, he realized having each other's backs made his life easier. Afterall, rogue agents from HYRDA wanted Furia as well.

Overtime, Bucky began to train Furia in combat, not wanting her to rely solely on her abilities(even though he knew they were ridiculously badass. She was, afterall, a telepath and cryokinetic). It was during those days alone that he began to fall for her sense of humor, her bravery, and her loyalty. She'd become the one person he'd wanted most, and looking up at her in bed he knew that would never change.

Furia gave Bucky that smile he only ever saw when she looked at him. Leaning over him, Furia kissed him softly, her silver hair falling all around him. Looking into her eyes, he touched her cheek with his metal arm. She had never minded the cold of it. In fact. she enjoyed it. It was like her own ice covering her body and something about the cold was comforting.

"What if I want a replay of last night?" She said coyly, biting her lip.

Bucky raised his brow. She was irresistible and whenever Furia became flirtatiously bold, he couldn't help but feel really turned on.

With his quick reflexes, Bucky pushed her down against the bed, as Furia let out a playfully startled yelp. Laying himself on top of her, she laughed, wrapping her legs around his hips.

"I don't deserve you." Bucky's voice was soft and genuine. In his heart, he'd truly believed that.

Rolling her eyes, Furia replied, "Shut up and kiss me, James."

Bucky's lips crashed into hers as his hands began to grip her hips. Parting her lips with his tongue, Furia released a soft moan that always drove Bucky over the edge. He pulled away, leaving just enough space to remove the shirt of his she loved to wear to bed. Kissing her neck, Bucky began to trail down her soft skin with his lips and tongue leaving no part untouched. From her neck, to her shoulders, taking in the sight of her breasts before Bucky's lips met them as well. With every brush of his lips, Furia felt her passion and desire for him growing. Her body responded to his with urgency and she knew it wouldn't be long before she begged for all of him.

"James". She said, breathlessly. Her heart was racing and Furia wanted him desperately. Pressing against his chest, Furia forced him onto his back before straddling his hips. Kissing his lips, Furia touched his face. "I love you." She managed to say, despite her quickened breath.

"Then show me." He responded. His voice was low and husky. And without question, she did…

"I'm starving." Furia said, laying in his arms. Her heartbeat had finally settled and with her head pressed against his chest she could hear Bucky's had as well.

Kissing the top of her head, Bucky smirked. "Sweetheart, you're always hungry."

"So I like to eat." Furia shrugged. "It's my one flaw. Besides, Zandikans can't gain weight. Our digestive systems are always breaking down our foods, only storing a required portion of fat and carbs." She finished, matter-of-factly.

"So you've said." He replied. "I'll get some stuff from the vendors."

"I could use a morning run." She said, rising from the bed.

He nodded, immediately getting up and putting his clothes on. "Be careful then. Keep your hood up, stay off the busy roads-"

"And always take in my surroundings, I'll be fine." Furia interrupted. He was so overprotective.

"Sweetheart, it's my job to take care of you." He moved to kiss her cheek, while placing on his red long sleeve shirt.

Furia rolled her eyes as she often did when he would say something like that. "Here we go. And the 1940's you is in full effect. I took care of myself for six years one hundred percent on my own, James Barnes." She pulled on her jeans, smiling at his old fashioned ways. "I think I'll be fine going on a run."

"Look doll, you've got a hell of a lot more firepower than me." He paused with a side grin. "Frostpower I mean."

"Shit, you're cheesy."

Bucky pulled her to him, kissing her lips gently. "I'm just asking you stay safe. Alright?"

"I will. I'll vibe you if something smells funky "

He nodded, reaching for his brown leather jacket and gloves.

"See you." She said, stepping out the door.

If there was something Furia loved(besides Bucky), it was to run. And as soon as her feet carried her away, she smiled widely, enjoying the feeling.

Bucharest was busy and they had been there for sometime. Always interacting very little with others, blending with the crowds, and never making a scene in public.

Furia ran alongside the street, with one headphone in her ear and the other dangling over her shoulder. Bucky had taught her it was a good idea to never get too distracted(though being tangled in bed with him like this morning, she wondered if he could actually stay alert. She was sure as shit not alert once they got started).

Starting her playlist, the first song that came on was Burnin' For You by Blue Oyster Cult, as Furia followed the same path she always took, observing the faces of those that passed and if any of them looked suspicious.

With her long sleeves rolled up, a few of her Sandikan markings could be seen. The maroon was quite vibrant against her pale skin, but most people assumed they were bizarre tattoos. Her markings were randomly scattered across her entire body; some on her back, shoulders, arms and legs, and took the shape of cirrostratus were ridged, never over several inches long, and seemed to be all in the same place as her mother's markings. She didn't think of her mother often, but always smiled at the thought. Furia had inherited her sense of humor and strong personality and of that she was proud.

As her playlist continued on, she began to pick up speed, hoping Bucky would find some good fruit from the vendors. Furia had the appetite of Michael Phelps and food was often on her mind, especially during run.

Suddenly pausing, Furia felt a rush of dismay pass over her. Knowing something must be wrong with Bucky, she closed her eyes, reaching out to him.

Bucky. You okay?

Almost immediately she felt him speak. We gotta go. I've been spotted and it looks like people think I was involved in some attack in Vienna. Meet me at our place then we leave.

Ok. Immediately turning around, she sprinted for their apartment. She didn't care that they had to go. Furia could go anywhere and be just fine. To her, Bucky was home.

Steve Rogers, wearing his armored suit, stood inside Bucky's apartment. It was a rundown studio with disheveled sheets and a bag of Hot Cheetos sitting on the small table. Noticing a notebook on the top of the fridge, Steve picked it up, before opening it curiously.

Bucky, who and entered stealthily, aware that someone had gotten in, was surprised to see his old friend. The last time being when he'd pulled Steve from the water. Ever since, he'd spent his life trying to get his shit together while staying out of the limelight.

"Heads up, Cap. German Special Forces, approaching from the south." Sam said over radio.

"Understood." Steve replied, realizing someone was behind him.

Turning around, Steve looked to Bucky. His green eyes looked gentle and the darkness of the Winter Soldier appeared long gone. "Do you know me?" Steve asked.

Bucky, wondering if he could still trust him, chose not to reveal too much of what he remembered. After everything the Winter Soldier had done, he didn't believe he deserved Steve's trust.

"You're Steve. I read about you in a museum." Bucky answered.

"They've set the perimeter." Sam warned.

'I know you're nervous. And you have plenty of reason to be. But you're lying." Steve said, seeing it in his eyes. He'd known Bucky for too long to not see right through any fabrications.

'I wasn't in Vienna. I don't do that anymore." Bucky answered honestly. He'd long let go of the Winter Soldier but his time with Furia had solidified it. She'd made him become the man he used to be, returning his integrity for good.

"Well, the people who think you did are coming here now. And they're not planning on taking you alive." Steve replied, honestly.

"That's smart. Good strategy." Bucky admitted, but he wasn't about to leave. At least not yet. Not without Furia.

Ripping open the door, Furia jolted inside, turning her hand to ice at the sight of Steve, before realizing who it was. "Steve Rogers?" She said surprised. She knew who the Avengers were. Everyone on planet Earth did. But more than that, Bucky had told her everything about his past, the good and the bad.

"Who are you?" Steve asked, equally surprised.

Ignoring his question, Furia moved to Bucky's side. "There's a shit ton of special forces surrounding us right now. We gotta move."

"They're on the roof. I'm compromised." Sam radioed.

Steve noticed the way Bucky looked at her. His eyes were filled with adoration and despite her concern she returned that look. Realizing they must have been together, Steve knew then that Bucky had taken control of his own mind again, but he wanted to hear it for himself.

"This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck." Steve said sharply.

"It always ends in a fight." Bucky replied.

"James, we don't have time for this." Furia snapped. She understood how important Steve was to Bucky but he needed to save the reunion for later. Right now they simply had to escape.

"You pulled me from the river. Why?" Steve asked, sounding demanding.

"I don't know." Bucky answered. Waiting for them to reach the door, Bucky knew by now they would have to fight their way out and he was ready. Especially if it meant they were here to kill him. They wouldn't. Because Bucky would keep Furia safe, at all costs.

"Yes you do." Steve started out. "And she's proof."

"Breach! Breach! Breach!" Sam yelled in Steve's ear.

Without warning a grenade crashed through the window, landing on the floor near Bucky's feet. Kicking it toward Steve, he quickly covered it with his shield.

Creating a wall of ice, Furia blocked an attack trying to come through the window as Bucky threw the table toward the door, it collided between a wall and the exit, blocking anyone from entering easily. Several cops swung from cables as Furia shot out shards of ice that cut their ropes, sending them falling to the ground. Steve, pulling the rug out from under one officer, caused him to hit the floor with a thud while Bucky slammed another into the wall.

"Buck, stop! You're gonna kill someone!" Steve yelled. Shoving Steve ground, a bullet barely missed them both before Bucky punched a hole in the floorboards. Pulling out a bag, Bucky turned to Steve. "I'm not gonna kill anyone." Chucking the backpack out the window, Bucky quickly turned to face Furia who moved beside him. Now covered in ice, she shielded them both from the officers gun fire. Reaching for a large cement brick, Bucky slammed it into a cop, throwing him out of the way.

"This way." Bucky motioned for Furia to follow, punching a hole in the wall before barreling through it. He shoved his entire body into several cops as each of them flew back at the sheer force. He was much stronger than any of them, and he knew it, using it to his advantage.

While another cop descended on a wire, he pointed his gun at Bucky who ripped the weapon from his hand, using it to pull him down and throwing him at the wall.

Steve was quick to join the fight, knocking cops out who got in the way, while Furia froze several of the officer's feet to the ground, as well as covered their guns in ice.

Still dangling on the zipline, but unconscious, Bucky grabs the officer and used him to swing down a level while several more officers made their way up.

Leaping over the railing, Furia glided down beside him. Creating another block if ice, as several cops ran straight into it unexpectedly.

Reaching for his radio, one of the officer's frozen to the ground started to alert the others, speaking in Romanian. "Suspect has broken containment! He's headed down the east stairwell!" Steve immediately grabbed his radio, crushing it in his hand.

Jumping down beside his old friend and the random girl, who were both still fighting their way down, Steve caught hold of a cop that Bucky had just tossed over the rail. Looking at him wearily, Steve said, "Come on, man." before he tossed the officer on the landing.

With another weapon aimed at Bucky, Furia was quick to freeze his weapon. Slamming her fist to the ground, Furia covered the stairs in ice, making it damn near impossible for anymore of them to make their way up.

Giving her a quick kiss, Bucky winked at Furia. "Nice." He started out, referring to the ice that uncovered the descent of the stairs. "Let's get the hell outta here, sweetheart." He finished, before leaping down once again.

Bucky snatched a piece of railing, as it began to pull from its hinges. Lifting himself up, Bucky ran across the corridor and jumped off the nearby balcony, with Furia following his lead.

Landing with a thud, Bucky rolled across the roof of the neighboring building. Standing to his feet, Bucky reached for the backpack he tossed earlier. Furia, who gently landed beside him, turned to face him. "Ready?" She asked, humorously, referring to the fact that he had to hit the ground while she was capable of gently landing on her feet. Bucky smirked before they both took off in a run.

Not realizing anyone was so close behind, T'challa knocked Bucky to the ground, causing them both to roll across the cement roof. They both were able to recover easily, with Bucky moving beside Furia instinctively and the Black Panther several feet away.

T'Challa crouched defensively, extending his vibranium claws. Neither Furia or Bucky could see him, as he remained hidden behind his black bodysuit.

Moving to strike, T'Challa sweeped at Bucky's leg, which he narrowly avoided. Shooting out shards of ice, her blast knocked T'Challa off his feet but never pierced through his suit.

Steve, who was now ready to leap toward the other building, quickly spoke. "Sam, southwest rooftop."

"Where'd the chick with the ice come from and who the hell is that guy?" Sam asked, frustrated at the added headaches.

"She's with Bucky. And the other guy-" Steve paused ready to jump. "Bout to find out."

Just as Steve jumped, a helicopter flew overhead, making its way toward Bucky. T'challa who was already on his feet stood between Furia and Bucky, ready to take them both on. He had no quarrels with the woman, but if she stood in the way of getting to Bucky, he would take her on. He wouldn't seriously hurt her. She was innocent in all of this as far as he knew. But he would knock her out if he could.

About to make a move, T'Challa never got the chance. Furia had frozen he feet to the ground, just as the helicopter's bullets began to rain across the rooftop, bouncing off of T'Challa's suit.

"Sam." Steve said, looking toward the chopper.

"Got 'em." Sam responded. Soaring toward the chopper, Sam knocked the chopper of course.

Bucky, reaching for Furia's hand, immediately jumped to the street, as she floated beside him. Racing down the road, Steve was quick to catch up to the pair, leaping from the building before rolling on the ground, rising up, and taking off in a sprint.

Furia remained propelled several feet from the air, unable to run as quickly as Bucky could, but maintained his speed if she used her abilities.

T'Challa began to crush the ice with his feet, which began to break, before rushing to find his father's killer.

"Stand down! Stand Down!" A GSG9 driver shouted, before Steve leaped at the windshield, splintering it. Coming to a stop, Steve ripped open the door, yanking the man out of the vehicle. Kicking the windshield off, Steve drove down the busy road to catch up.

Not far ahead, Bucky ran over the top of a speeding vehicle, easily outpacing its' speed. Furia looked behind her, still propelling through the air. The man clad in black, caught her eye, as he sprung himself atop the 4x4 Steve was driving. Swerving side to side, Steve tried to throw T'Challa off but was unsuccessful.

"Sam, I can't shake him." Steve said, asking for his assistance. Whoever the guy was, he was persistent.

"Right behind you." Sam responded.

Finally caught up to the action, several police cars closed in on Steve's vehicle before he swerved at the closest one, running them off the road.

Up ahead, Furia wished she could fly them both out of there, but knew she wouldn't get very far carrying Bucky. As the two reached a fork in the road, a motorcycle not far ahead caught her attention. Bucky was ridiculously fast on his feet, but with their most danger pursuer hitching a ride from Steve she knew he needed something even faster.

"James!" She shouted pointing to the approaching motorcycle.

Leaping over the barrier, Bucky ran straight toward the motorcycle like a game of chicken. Driving through the barrier, Steve tried to stay not far behind, while Bucky grabbed for the handle of the bike spinning it around in midair. The driver flew off as Bucky hopped on before it completely spun around. Landing hard on the ground, Bucky sped off, headed down the road in the wrong direction as cars attempted to avoid him.

Leaping off the 4x4 T'challa attempted to grab at Bucky. Furia was quick to notice his attack shooting several crystals his way, but T'Challa easily avoided them. Bucky, able to grab T'Challa, flung him to the side. As the bike began to tilt, and with T'Challa still hanging on, Furia shot a solid blast that caused T'Challa to lose his grip, allowing Bucky to speed off.

Just as Sam had managed to catch up, T'Challa grabbed ahold of him, hitching a ride. Trying to kick him off, T'Challa's attention was now on Sam, not noticing that Bucky had reached into his bag for a small bomb that stuck to the roof at the end of underpass that each of them were traveling through. The explosion brought down large pieces of rubble and dust that covered the street below.

"Fury look out!" Bucky yelled as a truck swerved to avoid the rubble up ahead aiming straught for her. With a gasp she covered herself with ice and flew to the left but the truck's side still collided into her. Furia rolled across the street, her ice protecting her from injury.

Slowing down, Bucky jerked the bike, turnung back for her. His actions gave T'Challa the opportunity to jump toward him. Tackling him, the pair fell from the bike and across the road.

Furia, finally back on her feet, raced toward Bucky and T'Challa. Bucky readied himself for the inevitable fight but Steve, having finally caught up, leaped between them. Standing next to Bucky, Furia froze the ground in front of T'Challa but the fight was over before it began.

Just as Sam had landed, War Machine was right behind him, landing directly between the five. "Stand down now." Rhodey said, with authority. Steve immediately placed his shield on his back as Rhodey kept his his weapons pointed at each of them.

As police cars began to surround them, Rhodey spoke. Congratulations Cap. You're a criminal."

Furia was ready to freeze them all into oblivion but Bucky was quick to stop her, lowering her arms back down as he shook his head. She looked at him with surprise in her eyes, but would do as he wished. She hoped he had a plan. She didn't like the idea of being captured, but would trust Bucky regardless.

"Steve." Bucky started out as the officers brought him to his knees. "Keep Furia safe."

Giving Bucky a nod, Steve raised his arms as Furia rolled her eyes doing the same. As T'Challa raised his arms as well, He retracted his claws. Removing the mask, the Black Panther revealed himself, surprising the ones who knew him.

"Your highness." Rhodey said a little sarcastically.

Furia took a deep breath. Her eyes met Bucky's as he mouthed an I'm Sorry. She shook her head, trying to tell him without words she regretted nothing. She loved him and would stand beside him through hell and back. They might have been caught, but if Bucky didn't have a plan, Furia sure as shit would get them out.

A/N

Thank you for checking out the first chapter. I hope you not only enjoyed it but like my OC. I will update as often as possible but I have a little one(6 months) and he keeps me VERY busy! lol. More to come! Leave a review of ya like!