Time to talk

Part 2

A/N Music throughout the story.

"Help I'm alive" - Mertic

"Waiting Game" - Banks

"Stay With me." - Sam Smith

"I hate this part" -The Pussycat Dolls

"Wildest Dreams" - Taylor Swift

"Look After You" - The Fray

The next day found the two men up and walking around the ship. Today's topic of conversation was all the things they had missed while "Under" They didn't know what to call it so "Under" was the best thing they could come up with. Things were going well they had fallen back into the easy way they were before the war. All the hard talk they had worked through the night before. Well almost all of it. Steve was unsure about how to bring their relationship and desire for a certain blonde up, but lucky for him Bucky beat him to it.

"So Our Girl. . . She is an agent, or was?" Bucky asked. Part of him remembered her fighting skills, he knew she had some form of training. Steve knew immediately who he was referring to. The way Bucky smirked when he said "Our girl" was a dead give away.

"She was for S.H.I.E.L.D. Now I believe she works for the C.I A." Steve answered. Bucky just nodded.

"She was your neighbor?" He questioned.

"Yes While I lived in D.C." Came Steve's reply. He was a little confused as to where this line of questioning was headed. Bucky opened his mouth to continue but stopped himself short. A confused look crossed his face.

"These times still confuse me. Like I can now do this." He said as he reached out and held Steve's hand. "And not be worried about someone saying something or worse."

"Well the world has come along way." Was Steve's reply. He ran his thumb across Bucky's skin. Smooth and soft, just like he remembered.

"I Just want to know more about her." Bucky said as explanation. "And I want to make sure you are okay with the fact that I desire the both of you. I know it's more acceptable in this age. But it's still I -"

Steve cut him off with a quick peck on the lips. "You're so damn cute when you're flustered." His smile was warm and understanding. They stood there eyes locked for a few moments.

"How about getting to know me again, before we try things with Carter." Steve suggested, the smirk on his face held promises of good times to come.

"Ya?" Bucky questioned. Steve's smirk grew before turning and descending back down to their cabin. Bucky following immediately.

*SR*BB*SC*

9 days Later . . .

Sharon Carter sat on the same stool of the same little pub a few short streets from her home. The one where she got to know a bit more about the two men who had captured her heart and taken over her world. It was currently her only connection to the two of them. She had been there every night since they left. All though she wouldn't admit it out loud she missed them.

If she was being honest to herself she was worried. There had been no word on whether or not they made it safely to their destination. She didn't really expect there to be any. It just would have been very nice to have any kind of confirmation that there were alive. If not safe. She had not allowed herself to think of the alternative.

"Sharon?" The bartender, who's name was Alice, asked.

"Ya?" She said looking up. She had talked with the woman often in the past nine days and found that she like the other woman.

"This arrived for you this morning." She said with a smile. It was a letter.

Sharon tore it open with vigor. Her smile bursting. There were two sets of handwriting. Her heart lept.

Sharon,

We made it safely. The King even met us at the docks.

We are okay. Settling in here. The tech here rivals whats at The Tower. So naturally it's beyond me and my understanding.

The King has people looking at making a better arm for Bucky. He's fascinated to watch them work. His filled them in with a few little requests. He's still very worried about his "Programing" Everyone here has promised to keep working it out of him or to find a way to counteract it.

Now that Bucky is back and safe I feel more like myself. Like the part of me that was missing is fixed. My connection to the person I was made me whole. However as the days go on I find that now i'm suffering from a new part missing. This piece, carved in the shape of you, is missing from my heart.

I would like for you to come join us. However I know that my wants are purely selfish. And I do not wish for you to throw your good name into the mud, just to go on the run with me, with us. You have a life and career that you worked hard for. It would be fair to you to come away with us. I am in hopes that everything will be sorted out and we can see one another soon.

( Buck has taken to calling you "Our Girl" and I really like the sound of that)

So I ask you to please be safe, Take care of yourself. And with some time we will see one another again.

Yours,

Steve

P.S. Nat has or should be checking up on you soon. Give her your response, should you write one, She will bring it to us.

Sharon smiled. She could feel Steve's affection for her in his words. She was happy he understood her independence, she would not drop her career or life and run away with a man. Or men. Even if they were Steve Rogers and James Barnes. Two men with good hearts, strong characters and sweet old fashioned ways. For Steve being a "Man out of time" he really understood some modern ways, She supposed living with the avengers had some part in that knowledge.

"Our Girl" The thought made her heart swell to sizes it had never known before. The doubt she had built up in the past nine days melted away with those words. Her excitement to read what Bucky had to say paused her reflection for a moment.

Hey Doll,

Like Steve said we are safe. If not smothered. In the King's defence we did try to kill one another. I like the man. We have an understanding of sorts.

Steve look at how sappy you are. But if i'm being honest he stole my best line. Him and I have always fit so well together that it wasn't until you came that we realized something was missing, That you were missing. Now I know that this is a bit much to take in. It's not the makings of a normal love story. But I'm hoping that you're okay with it being our love story.

I want you. The both of you. And it's my choice to want you. This is new for me, having choices with other people. Going so long with no choice. Then living by myself and choosing basic things like when I slept or ate. It's all very new to me. Steve says that I should always voice what I want.

And I want you.

However I know who I am and what has been done to me. I know that i'm still a danger to those around me. I can't trust what I'm doing . I don't want to be in the middle of a fight, watching Steve's back only to turn on him. So I'm going back under. Until the time comes when THEIR programing no longer works on me and i'm free to be myself.

This is going to hurt Steve. More than he'll ever let on. So I need you to do something for me doll, I need you too take care of him. Be there when I can't, and for the love oh god I know it's hard for him but please don't let him be stupid.

The next time you see me i'll be a better version of myself.

Yours,

James

Sharon sat in stunned silence. Her heart falling. While she understood Bucky's reasoning his choice still hurt. So much more that it should have. She still barely knew the man. They had nothing but a strong desire for one another. "If that's true then why does it feel like your heart is breaking?" Hermind supplied ever so helpfully.

What was Steve going to do? Bucky asked her to help keep an eye on Steve. She would try her best. It was pretty damn hard to tell the Captain what he could and couldn't do. It was even harder when he wouldn't tell her where he was, or what he was doing.

She was also a little hurt. She had been looking forward to seeing him so much and now he was going to be back on ice. She understood, free will and it being his choice. Unfortunately that didn't take the sting out of it.

"Alice, I need to go. Would you mind pulling my tab?" Sharon said she was going to head home and work out these emotions. A good round with the punching bag and then a long soak in the bath would do wonders for her.

"You gonna be okay luv?" Alice asked with concern.

"I will be." Came Sharon's soft reply. She gathered her things and made her way home.

Natasha laid with the hand behind her head and ankles crossed. She was on the roof of Sharon's apartment building. She had promised the Captain to stop by and check in on the girl. While she knew the woman was just fine. Steve was old fashioned and he trusted her to follow through. And she was a loyal friend. So here she was waiting for the woman to get home so that she could check in.

While Natasha had wanted to wait for Sharon inside her apartment, She knew that was frowned upon now a days. Although it would be funny as hell to sneak up on the other woman. Give her a mild shocked. Maybe test her security make sure it was up to date for a single woman.

Her thoughts and drifted to daydreaming about sneaking up on Sharon. The other woman screaming like a child. It would be playful to her but for Sharon it would be pretty damn scary.

At some point Natasha fell asleep, And she was woken to the steady rhythm of a fist connecting with a bag. Thump thump thump. Pause. Thwack. That last one was a kick. It look liked Sharon arrived home pent up about something and needed a fight. Maybe she'd want a sparring partner?

She got up dusted herself off and leaned over the side of the building to peek through one of the large bay windows. Sharon was indead mid fight with the bag. And boy was she a sight. Hair pulled back into a ponytail, workout pants fitting just right. And a tight fitting tank top. Sweat appearing upon her forehead and chest heaving with heavy breathing. She snapped a picture to save for later. She knew Steve and Bucky would thank her later. Thinking of the two of them made her pause. She had yet to hear from either of them. She knew Steve had a number to reach her at, so why hadn't he called? Probably to wrapped up in Barnes to notice the world around him at the moment. She thought.

Smiling at the thought of sex, she sat up straight only to turn and lower herself to the ledge of the window. Slipping a butterfly knife from her pocket, she wedged it between the lock and the window frame prying it open. She waited a moment, listening for an alarm. Watching Sharon to see if she had any indication of what was going on around her. She Didn't.

Natasha crept through the window and landed softly on the floor. Not making a noise she crept up on the Agent. She made it a foot away before she was thrown backwards by a kick to her abdomen. The Agent's face went from Anger, shocked, annoyance, and finally settle on apologetic.

"Shit." Sharon Squealed. "You scared the hell outta me!" Natasha stood up straight her trademark smirk in place. "Am I gonna pay for kicking you?" Came Sharon's nervous question.

"Only if you do it again." Natasha replied, smile still in place.

"Well if I ever need my ass kicked make sure you are the one who does it." Sharon said. Pulling the Boxer's tape off her hands.

"Done." Natasha said. He eyes roaming over the other woman again. The Tape between her teeth. Head cocked to the side her neck exposed, almost begging for a love bite. Sharon smiled at her, that would be one hell of a work out.

Ever the hostess, Sharon asked if Natasha wanted a drink. Sharon herself was going to have a glass of wine. Natasha agreed to have the same, and they both sat at the bar stools in Sharon's Kitchen.

"You seem down." Natasha began. "Missing your boys already?" Her smile gave away the fact that she knew their secret.

Sharon sighed heavily. And went to her bag pulling out the letter. She walked back over handing it to Natasha, watching her face as she read. "How do you think Steve would take this? " Sharon asked concern in her voice as well as written on her face. She needed to know for Steve's partner, his friend, what would Steve be like without Bucky?

"Not well." Natasha answered honestly. "He takes more risks with out Barnes." She watched as Sharon's face shifted through emotions, fear, worry anger, acceptance. She didn't need to read minds to know what the other woman was thinking? She knew that she should do something. Words of comfort, a hug. That's what normally people do to comfort one another wasn't it?

It was that line of thinking that found them a moment later hugging in Sharon's small kitchen. She pulled back after a moment and Sharon gave her a small sad smile. "You don't have to sleep on the roof you know." She said proudly at Natasha's shocked face. "My Bed Would fit both of us and then some."

"This is an invitation." Natasha thought as she smiled and nodded following the other woman into the bedroom. "Sleep only." She reminded herself. As she got into the covers as the other woman pulled some clothes from a drawer and headed to the bathroom. Natasha swore she saw a peak of Captain America PJ's.

Upon returning to the bedroom Sharon found the Black Widow curled up in a ball and snoring peacefully. Sharon knew better however, she knew there was a gun tucked under her pillow and a knife at her side. She climbed into bed carefully, not to disturb the sleeping assassin, and soon she was fast asleep as well.

At some point during the night they moved closer together, seeking comfort or warmth they would tell themselves in the morning. However when Steve found them snuggled ridiculously close to one another their breathing in sync he had a feeling they had been that way for awhile.

*** A/N: This part of my story is almost over. However i'm not done playing in the Marvel sandbox just yet. Look forward for more from me soon!***