Chapter Two

Sweet, so I know my first chapter wasn't very long but I just wanted to throw out a feeler chapter if you will. I plan on making my other chapters worth your while and worth my time. If anyone has any ideas they want to throw in or suggestions feel free to let me know!

Addilyn was woken up to gentle nudges from Steve. As soon as she took a seat in the quinjet she used her duffle as a pillow and fell right asleep. Sitting up she rubbed her eyes and yawns behind her hand.

"Are we there already?" She inquired groggily. Three hours was honestly not enough sleep for her. Steve nodded at her question then grabbed her bags. She followed him out of the quinjet and onto the landing strip. As soon as her feet hit the tarmac her head was on a swivel. This is her first time in this country and it was beautiful. There was a thin fog that covered the tops of some of the trees, the air was brisk and clean. All around her was lush green landscapes with a waterfall and the bustling noises of the birds and other animals.

"This place is really something, isn't it?" Steve asked, he saw the way she was observing her surroundings. When she looked at his face a look of amusement was plastered across it.

"What? I've never seen such a beautiful place. It's so green." Addilyn answered. The super solider chuckled as he led her inside the building.

"I was just asking. I had the same expression when I first got here too. It's not something were really used to." He tells her. Addilyn nods her head in understanding. Since Steve grew up in Brooklyn this landscape and scenery had to be something so foreign to him.

"Makes sense." Was all she said as she trailed behind him. This wing of the building they walked into was buzzing with people in business suits and lab coats as they ran back in forth. Some carrying stacks of papers while others carried tools and beakers. She's heard that the people of Wakanda were exceptionally skilled in the art of medicine. They were ahead of everyone she's ever met in her field. They kept up their pace as the people around them went on like they didn't exist.

"Tony is really excited to show you what they have so far. They're really hoping to get your input on it." Steve continued as he made small talk. Addilyn followed him into the elevator and she watched as he pushed the button for the fifth floor. From the outside this building looked like it was built into the mountain side. Majority of the walls were made up of glass or windows, giving a clear view of their beautiful country. If she wasn't here for work she would have loved to go hiking.

"Hey Steve, where's Bruce?" She hadn't gotten to hear from him much since Tony snatched the phone from him earlier. It's been about two years, give or take, since she's seen Bruce. The last time she saw him in person and not on the news was when he introduced her to a former colleague of his about her residency. Since she wasn't a doctor of medicine she didn't have to spend her time in a hospital. No, she spent her time in a lab working for Oscorp. She had become fast friends with Harry Osborne but it was short lived when the last time she saw him was when he was being locked away in a hospital. Even though the CEO of the company, Norman Osborne had died and his successor, his son, was locked up in a hospital room, the multibillion dollar corporation was still going strong and many would say it was because of her. She took pride in her job, she loved to help people.

"Dr. Banner? He's here, he's been waiting for your arrival. It's kind of hard not to notice how excited he is since he's usually calm and quiet." Steve's evaluation of her uncle was spot on. After his accident, Bruce had become very soft spoken, too afraid to let himself get worked up in fear that he might unleash the other guy.

"He's not pacing around his lab, is he? He really needs to get out and get some fresh air, it will do him some serious good." Addilyn concluded with hypocrisy. She really had no room to talk, she hasn't really don't much except work and sometimes spend time with Piper. She had to painfully admit that she had no life. She was only twenty-four and she already had the life style of fifty year old hermit. Steve didn't get a chance to answer when he opened the door to the lab and was greeted by the king himself.

Addilyn smiled, "Your highness. It is a pleasure to meet you. Thank you very much for having me." She spoke with the utmost professionalism and shook his hand.

"Please Dr. Banner. Call me T'Challa, and the pleasure is all mine. I've read almost every single one of your papers. I must say, I was blown away when I saw that you had been able to create an artificial womb that actually supported the fetus and successfully bring it to full term without the use of a live host." The king spoke words of praise and she couldn't help but blush out of modesty.

"Thank you T'Challa, but since were on a first name basis, please feel free to call me Addilyn. Dr. Banner is my uncle." Addilyn jokes a little. She follows T'Challa over to a wide open work bench that was littered with metal parts and blue prints. What in the world we're they doing here? She walked around to the other side of the table while looking down and taking a good look at the scribbled notes strewn across.

"Do you mind me asking what exactly it is you brought me here for?" She would like to know the reason why she uprooted herself for god knows how long, lied to her coworkers and her best friend and left the country. Her job and latest project was on the line, she was hoping that with her excuse everyone would understand her absence.

"We brought you here my dear Addilyn, so you could help us build a new arm for a newest team mate." A familiar voice called from behind her. She looked over her shoulder and her eyes landed on Mr. Iron Man himself.

"An arm? Really Tony? That's all you're going to give me?" She fixed him with a look of annoyance, "You're going to have to tell me more than that Stark or I'm out of here. You pulled me away from an important project." Her eyes followed the billionaire Avenger until he came to stand across from her at the table.

"Relax Doc. You'll be briefed on everything shortly, were just waiting for your brother and our test dummy." He replied nonchalant. Addilyn's only response was a disgruntled huff. She hated when people wasted her time. She turned to face the king again.

"So T'Challa, if it's not too much to ask. When I'm not being forced to work with this narcissist, would you mind if I inquired on the history of your country? I don't mean to pry it's just, this place is so beautiful and I've never seen anything like it." She didn't want to over step her boundaries but when she was studying at New York University she took a few History and Anthropology classes which to her surprised, really interested her. She enjoyed it so much that if her Biomedical and Bioengineer degrees fell through she would have pursued a career in the study of people and their cultures.

T'Challa chuckled and nodded his head in acceptance, "Of course. It's not every day that I get someone who is interested in learning about my people. I would be happy to answer any questions you have." He replied in a warm tone. Even though she didn't want to be here she had a feeling that she might actually like it.

Shortly after arriving in the lab she had made her way to a window so large it made up the wall, admiring the Wakanda jungle once again with studious eyes she got lost in her own observation that she had completely missed her uncle's arrival, as well as her 'patient'.

"Addi?" She was pulled out of her head as soon as her brother spoke her nickname. Looking over her left shoulder her heart began to fill with joy. Bruce stood next to King T'Challa, he almost looked the same as the last time she saw him. Almost. As she approached him she saw the worry lines and frown lines on his face. His hair; the same ashy brown that she had herself, was dusted with grey. His eyes, once a golden amber color were now a dark and tired brown.

"Hi Uncle." She beams at him, standing on her toes she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him close. She feels his arms slide around to her back, holding her tightly, "I missed you so much." She meant every word. Bruce was the only family she had left. Her parents had died in an accident when she was ten years old and her uncle Bruce was all she had. She had been away at a private school when the incident happened, first she saw it on the news, then she saw it firsthand. At first, she had been scared but now she held no fear. He was her uncle and she loved him, the other guy had proved to her time and time again that even in his rage, he would not hurt her. That was how she knew that he really loved her like she was his own.

"What were you thinking about?" Bruce asked as he pulls out of the embrace. His brown eyes questioned her through the lenses of his glasses.

"I was studying the landscape. It's amazing here." She admires and looks at T'Challa, who in response, tilts his head in thanks with a polite smile on his face.

"Isn't it? It's peaceful here. But we'll talk more in a little okay? There's someone I would like you to meet." He steps away from her with his right foot. Addilyn looks past him and sees a man standing there. Wow was he tall, probably 6'2", maybe 6'3". He was wearing a pair of joggers and a tank top. He was built like a brick shithouse; his arms were well defined and stacked with muscle. This man was the definition of fit, his build matched that of Steve's which only means that this man is also a super solider. As her eyes studied his build she held off on taking a glimpse at is metal arm. Her green eyes traveled up some more and took in his face; framed with dark brown hair that almost reached his shoulders. It suited him. He sported the scruff of someone who hasn't shaved in a few weeks, not taking away from his appearance at all. Finally, she met his eyes, her green eyes held his curious gaze; blue eyes almost the color of the sky right before storm clouds rolled in. They weren't too dark and but they held a lightness to them. She could also see the underlying sadness that he seemed to be trying to hide. She knew him, or you knew of him. Addilyn had seen the news after Natasha leaked S.H.E.I.L.D. and HYDRA files online. She had even seen the bombing at the Accords that killed T'Challa's father; the late King of Wakanda, T'Chaka.

Her patient was the Winter Solider.

Heyyyyy guyssss! So here it is! Chapter two. I'm feeling really good about this story. I have had the BIGGEST crush on Mr. James Barnes since the first time I've seen Captain America and since I'm struggling with WCBH at the moment I figured, why not. I hope you guys like it as much as I do, and if you do then please review. Feel free to leave suggestions or anything. If anyone happens to have more knowledge on Biomedical and Biomechanical Engineering then please enlighten me. I'm going to try the best I can by doing my research but any little advice will always help. I love and appreciate you guys. Thank you so much! xoxo