After a couple months after the slightly dramatic interview I made my way up to my lab with a steaming mug of tea. I took a sip of the hot tea and smiled to myself. Oddly enough it felt comforting knowing that Tony Stark knew my secret. He wouldn't admit it out loud but me being here was another tie to his deceased father.

Javis spoke though my intercom. "Miss Rose, Mr. Stark would like to give you new access codes please place your hand on the screen please." New access codes? For what. My access was almost classified as it was. What more could I have access to. I placed my hand on the wall screen anyways. A slight sting hit my finger tips from taking my finger prints for confirmation. "Thank you Miss Rose. Have a good day." Jarvis then disappeared.

Apparently this type of access needed to be more secure then just an ID card. That's interesting. What could I possibly look at now that I couldn't before?

Hours later after going over as much as I could I started back on my own project of using nano technology for rebuilding human body parts. Like if a soldier gets a leg blown off from an IUD you could administer a shot of nano tech into the blood stream and using its hosts genetic code it would rebuild the bodys extremity.

It didn't have a time limit of when to be administered into the patient. So far it's worked on the few animals I've tested. I rebuilt a leg on one of those cute three legged dogs. At first the dog didn't know what to do with an extra leg but soon it was happily running around my lab.

I smiled at the memory. I still hadn't tested it on humans as I wanted to make absolutely sure it had no major side effects. I still had to be able to make the nano tech shut down after doing it's job or it would live on in the body fixing everything it possibly could making the person almost immortal. I had debated on using it on me to see if just maybe I could fix the my posioned skin but I knew it wasn't possible, at least not yet.

I finally looked up at the clock and noticed it was time to leave and head home. I had a small vacation planned by going down to DC to look at the Smithsonian. I really just wanted to walk through the Captain America exhibit. I had met him once when he turned into the super solider but that was it. Most of my time I spent with Howard Stark and helped him with a few inventions.

I hightailed it to my apartment before grabbing my bag and heading to the last train towards DC. I decided to nap until I got there. Dreams of Loki in a cell plagued me. For some reason he could easily access my mind. I hadn't given it much thought as to why he could as I was intrigued about the green eyed god.

"Hello Rosemary." Loki held a smirk as his eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Hello to you to Loki. You look horrible." I all but smirked back at him. I looked around his room. Piles of books adorned the small table and the stand next to the cot.

"You are certainly a charmer Rose. I have it better then most I suppose." I took notice of his bloodied feet and how he sat. He was beaten recently. I wanted to feel some sort of sympathy for him but I knew he woulsnt care for it.

"I can see that. I know we don't have long so have you figured anything out as to who I really am?" I traced my fingers along the spins of the books as I looked into his eyes.

"Alas I have not. Your lineage is harder to then I thought. Come here I don't have long before Frigga shows up trying to be nice." I couldn't help but notice the slight distaste when he said his mother's name.

I sat in front of him as I gently touched the sides of his face. He closed his eyes trying to savor the illusion of me. Thats what all this was. A simple illusion in both our minds. I sighed, how I longed to be touched for real?

"Soon my Queen. Just be patient." He kissed my temple and then he was gone. I opened my eyes from my slumber. I took a glance at my watch and then outside. We were still about an hour away from DC. Sleeping wasn't an option now. So I took to looking up a hotel to stay in while in DC. I had forgotten to do it before I left.

Sometimes it was hard to even remember the simplest of things. With the things I've seen I was surprised I wasn't more damaged or emotionally compromised. I guess it was hard to be those things when I was focused on my survival. Forced to continue to keep moving.

I made it to my hotel in record time and I just sat by the window watching the night roll by. I didn't care that I didn't sleep. I hardly did that anyways. The sun barely rose above the horizon when I thought about going for a run and grabbing breakfast.

While I sipped on my tea I sat on a bench near the Washington Monument. Ones thing for sure being alive for long can have you appreciate the small things. Like knowing George Washington himself. I had met and known some of the most amazing people in the world. Sometimes I would love to write a book about my adventures but I knew it would be known as a work of fiction, at least for the most part. Only people who knew me who were still alive would know it's real.

Shaking my head I stood up and began the trek towards the Smithsonian. It would open soon and I wanted to get there before the weekend crowd would. I was about to start walking I heard a faint on your left. Confused as to what that meant I looked over and saw the one and only Steve Rogers. He right past me and I shook my head and laughed.

Father away from where he was running I saw a man running behind. I waited till he was near before speaking. "I think you have some competition there with the Captain."

"Aaagh I know. Damn super soldier!" I shrugged my shoulders in response as he started running a bit faster then before. I smiled before finally starting my walk to see the Captain America exhibit.

Once inside I just marveled at everything. I looked at the pictures of the Howling Commandos. The picture of James Barnes or Bucky as he was known caught my attention. He certainly was handsome. You could tell he knew how to charm a woman. It's a shame he died in action. I could feel someone watching me but when I turned around all I saw was a flash of dark hair and something metallic. Hmm I wonder what that was about.

So I made this story a Loki and Bucky fanfiction. I honestly love both of these Marvel characters and I have this wild idea on how to mix them together. I haven't fully decided with who she ends of with but hopefully you guys like the wild ride thy I'm going to write about.

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