So I realized I made a typo in the story description. The girl is Steve's older sister, not younger. For those who read it before I changed it, I just wanted to let you know that. But anyway, here is the next chapter! I hope you guys enjoy!

"You got anything yet, Tony?" Steve asked as he paced around the lab at the compound. Tony sat at a large computer running diagnostics on the girl they found after their Hydra bust. DNA scans, facial recognition scans, drug tests, all sorts of things ran across the various monitors scattered throughout the room. The girl in question was lying in a hospital bed in the room across the hall with Nat standing watch. Tony had put at least three IVs in her to give her different nutrients and some water; just from looking at her they could tell she was severely dehydrated and horribly underfed. They had been there for about four hours and had figured out nothing else about her.

"Sorry Steve. Whoever this girl is, no one seems to be looking for her," Tony answered as he ate blueberries from a plastic bag. Where had that come from? "Blueberry?"

"No."

"It'll calm your nerves."

"I said no."

"Suit yourself. Hehe, get it?" Tony looked at Steve with a smug smile. Steve just let out an exasperated sigh and shook his head, turning to glance over to the other room. There was still that odd feeling in his stomach that he somehow knew this girl. It was bugging him. He was kicking himself because he knew the answer was obvious but his mind just couldn't place it. Maybe if she just opened her eyes…

"Hey, Steve?" Tony murmured, unusually quiet for the billionaire.

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry." Steve looked at his old teammate with surprise. That was a phrase he rarely heard Tony say. "About the fight. About Wanda. About the Accords. Even a little about Barnes. I know you thought you were doing the right thing. I thought so too. I just figured if we signed the stupid papers we would get Ross and the UN off our backs for a little bit. Papers can be amended eventually, you know?"

"I'm sorry too. I should've told you about your parents. I thought maybe if you didn't know it would be easier to bring Buck on the team. You had already grieved for them; I figured telling you would break you."

"Well I think having Zemo tell me broke me more."

"I know. I'm sorry about Rhodey too. How's he doing?"

"Adjusting. The robotic leg braces still have some kinks to work out but they're helping. Trying to figure out how to get the cup holders to be a less awkward fit, but I'll get it eventually. How's the metal arm man?"

"He's in cryo-freeze in Wakanda. Bucky thought it would be safer to go under again until the scientists there can get all of the programming out of his mind."

"If you want me to take a look at their research let me know. I could probably figure it out in half the time it'll take them."

"Stark you really are something else," Steve tried to sound serious but a chuckle escaped. He could see Tony crack a little smile and it made him happy. Maybe this friendship could be repaired. Hopefully the others were feeling the same.

A sad beeping noise sounded from the computer monitors accompanied by a flashing red banner that read "No Match." The only monitor still running was the drug test screen, which had various types of drugs popping up on a list of matches for whatever was running in her system.

"Friday can't seem to find any missing people who match this girl. No DNA matches to anyone in any type of system on the planet. I give Hydra props. They found someone who is an actual ghost. And judging by the looks of that drug test, also invincible," Tony set down the blueberries in order to hit a few keys to clear the monitors and print out the results of the drug test.

"Hopefully she wakes up soon so we can at least get her name. I don't think she'll appreciate being called the invincible ghost," Steve glanced at the sleeping girl in the other room with a look of pity. Who knows how long this poor girl had been held by Hydra. It could have been weeks, or years, or decades. With their technology and experiments she could have been…

"Tony how far back did your search go?"

"I don't know…20 years? She looks like she's only 16," Tony sounded completely lost to what Steve was trying to get at.

"Go back further."

"How far? 30 years?"

"More like 90." Steve walked over so he was standing right next to Tony as he typed in the new search requirements. Tony shook his head, wondering if Capsicle had finally lost it.

"I don't think this will work, most of these kids have got to be dead by now. Or at least lying in a hospital and dying. The cases are probably closed too."

"Just search." They waited for a little bit before the red banner came up again. Steve cursed; he was sure he had been on to something.

"Language Cap," Tony cracked another smile. Steve smiled as well, but only briefly. He needed to figure out who this girl was. It was the only way to calm this growing feeling in his stomach. Turning to the room again, he felt something draw him towards her. The familiar warm feeling rose in him again. He crossed the hallway to the room and sat in the empty chair next to Nat. The girls face was turned towards him, her eyes still shut. Her breathing seemed less labored now that she had some water and food in her. The drugs leaving her system had probably also helped. Her cheeks had some color in them now so she no longer looked like a corpse. Steve's eyes ran over all of the features in her face, looking for something to give him a hint as to why he seemed to think he knew this girl. Just as he was about to lose hope he notice a little white scar underneath her left eye. He reached forward and brushed it with his finger.

"Steve? What are you doing?" Nat asked, a tinge of concern in her voice.

"This scar," Steve murmured.

"What about it? She has hundreds of them." Steve glanced over her again. Nat was right, there were quite a few other scars lining the girl's legs and arms, but this one was different.

"Those are all even, like a scalpel made them, but this is tiny. Like a scratch," Steve pulled back and looked at her again. Her cheekbones. Her hairline. After finding that scar he was starting to pick out similarities. The hair was a different color but Hydra would have taken every precaution when he became Captain America, just in case. He only needed to see her eyes, but who knows when she'll wake up. He needed confirmation now. Steve jumped up so quickly Nat nearly fell out of her seat. "Tony!"

"Christ, Rogers. You nearly gave me a heart attack," Tony dropped his bag of blueberries, a look of pure sorrow overcoming his face.

"Sorry. Did you get a sample of the girl's DNA?"

"What do you take me for? A peasant? Of course I got her DNA! I've been running DNA matches for the past five hours!"

"Right, sorry. I need you to run a DNA test between the girl and me."

Tony just stared at Steve. With all of his brain power Tony could not fathom why Steve wanted him to test this. "Are you kidding me? Why? You are not related. Rogers you have no siblings, your parents are dead. Even if you did have siblings they would be dead. Unless you have a super soldier sibling you forgot to tell us about. Or you fondued with Peggy and forgot to spill the details with us because you're banging her niece now."

"Just do it Stark." Tony shook his head and quickly typed in a command on the keyboard. Numbers and images flashed across the screen. A picture of Steve popped up on one of the monitors, along with some information on him. A few seconds later they heard a ding and a green banner appeared with the word "MATCH."

"I don't know what just happened." Tony looked between the monitor and Steve with a bewildered expression. Steve could hardly believe it. He couldn't even look at Tony. He just stared at the screen, tears filling his eyes. Only one word escaped his lips.

"Kate."