This is about Amelie, a 23 year old girl experimented on by her own father who placed her in and out of cryo for over thirty years. The story properly kicks in around the events of Winter Soldier when she is saved by Tony Stark, then will skip forward with some info of the period of Age of Ultron. However it will primarily explore the events of Civil War. It explores her relationship with an almost father figure of Tony, and a slow burning romance with Bucky, which is the primary aspect of the story. Much of it will explore her past and why her father did what he did.
-Just wanted to explain in case it seems a bit unrelated in this first chapter haha.

It was 1979, and Amelie was 10 years old. Her parents had just split up, and they were fighting for her custody. She remembered the last day in court as if it was only yesterday. Her father was Alexus Chamberlain, a close friend of Howard Stark. He had all the power in the word with someone like that at his side. Her mother, however, had been left with nothing in the divorce. Her job as a nurse, while stable, did not compare.

When the hammer hit the wooden desk of the judge that afternoon, Amelie did her best to ignore the sickly feeling in her stomach. She held in her tears as she hugged her mother one last time. In the future, she would wonder what that sickly feeling had meant. Question if she knew her life would change forever.

It was 1981, and Amelie was 12 years old. Her father, as she suspected he would, remained cold and distant. She was taught by a private tutor in the bunker where her father lived and worked: a S.H.I.E.L.D. laboratory. She was scarcely allowed to leave the building. It was a lonely life, but she busied herself watching endless movies and TV. Many of the employees would talk to her, though if she were to ask anything about her fathers work, they would scuttle off into the maze of corridors.

One particular day, her father visited her. He had something. A surprise. Hidden in one of the laboratories. He pointed her in the right direction. She clambered through the airtight door, locking it before proceeding to the next. This was not usual. Nearly all the doors in the facility had airtight compartments. Amelie had been told off a thousand times for forgetting to shut them.

When the entered the room, she instantaneously dropped to her knees. A searing pain rushed to her skull, and every breath she took felt like stab to the throat. Before she passed out she looked through the windows of the door. Her father. Grinning.

The last thing she felt was a warm liquid pouring over her, then, nothingness.

It was 1996. Amelie was 18 years old. Consciousness flooded into her. There he was. Greying, but still strong. Alexus Chamberlin. Amelie could no longer call him her father. He had experimented on her in fazes, frozen her in Cryo for sometimes years at a time. Now she could control her powers, her time awake was less agonising. But she still craved the deep slumber that Cryo brought her. Anything to avoid the torture she would receive at the hands of her father. After all this time, she still never understood what he was doing. Maybe one day, she could be free.