I was walking down the block with my books in my arms. Everybody laughed at me for going to college but I went anyway. I was trying to rush home for dinner, so much so that I didn't notice bumping into someone. Uh Oh. If there was one thing that I, Elizabeth Barnes had learned from my brother, James 'Bucky' Barnes, was to never piss off Dean Mccoy. He was the meanest, most toughest gorilla around. Once, there were rumors that he slapped Ann Phyllis just because he wanted to and never looked back. I nearly snapped my cap at the sound of that one. Whoo Whee! I was so mad that Bucky had to lock me up in the ol' cellar till I promised him that I wouldn't strangle Mccoy me self. But here I was in the alley behind my apartment with Dean looking as drunk as a swigger, 'bout ready to slap me silly.

"Hey doll, didn't you learn manners!? It's rude to walk into someone without apologizing!", Dean slurred. Elizabeth at that point was shaking in her boots.

"I-I'm s-sorry Dean", Elizabeth stammered, "I p-promise I won't d-do it again."

"Sorry's not enough!", Dean yelled,"You need to learn your lesson." He had a dark gleam in his eyes and raised his hand to strike her. With every blow Elizabeth tried to hold in her screams, for when she did Dean would only strike harder and harder. It wasn't until she was knocked unconscious that he stopped. He smiled at his work and left the scene before he could get caught.

It was two hours later that Bucky found me unconscious in the street with blood on my face and four hours later until I woke up again. When I opened my eyes with a groan, I was in my room with new clothes and a clean face and Bucky sitting down at the edge of my bed.

"You feelin ok?", Bucky asked. I knew there was no point in lying so I nodded my head no.

"I don't feel so fine. Can you bring me some food? I'm dying of hunger here." Bucky chuckled at my last statement.

"You get knocked unconscious and all you ask for is food. I sometimes wonder what's going on in that brain of yours."

"Trust me Bucky, if you ever did you would've ran away screaming, and if you don't get me some food I'll personally see to it that you're murdered by me." Bucky just laughed and left to go get my food. I had just gotten a smackdown by Dean and here I was joking with my brother like it never happened and honestly I just wish I could've pretended it didn't. I was pretty sure that my face would be black and blue and when I checked my vanity I was shocked to see that only a couple of bruises were on my face.

"Here's your food, your majesty.", said a voice from the door. I decided to play along and replied with,"Why thankyou kind sir." That was all we could manage before we laughed until we were both crying. While he set down my food his face turned to steel and finally asked the dreaded question I had been anticipating.

"Who did this to you Liza?" No! He was using my pet name, that's so unfair.

"If I tell you will you promise not to kill him and get arrested? No matter how much he deserves it, I really need you with me you know." A look flashed across my brothers face as he opened his mouth to argue but I beat him to it.

"Please?" I begged

"Fine. Now tell me who that son of a gun is!"

"It-It was Dean." I saw a look of rage contort his face and I actually felt bad for Dean just for a second. One. Second.

"WHAT! I'll kill 'him I swear I'll kill 'im!"

"No! Bucky you promised." I shot him a look

"Fine but if he so much as looks at you I'll strangle him."

"Thanks Bucks." Then Bucky got a devilish look on his face. "Whatcha planning Bucks? I know that look." I warned

"What look?" Trying to look innocent

"I know ya Bucks." He frowned

"Maybe a little too much" He grumbled. "Anyways, I was talking to a close friend and I may or may not have said that he could stay with us for a bit."

"You What! Bucky!"

"I know, I know, but it's Steve Rogers"

"Steve? You should've started with that! I'm okay with Steve staying. Sheesh! I thought you might have invited someone else." Relief flooded his face

"Well he's coming in a few" With that he fled from my room with me left alone as I fixed a murderous onto Bucky's retreating figure. With a sigh exasperation I collapsed onto my bed and fell asleep like a rock.

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