Wow, I could use a beta reader! Or at least, just proof read better. I'm not too picky on these because they're just first drafts, but I'm noticing a ton of stupid typos. Sorry! Anyways, reviews are always welcome.


Amelia took another gulp of coffee and marked the paper she was editing. She had been hired on as one of Pepper Potts's personal secretaries (Pepper insists it's because of her résumé, however Amelia knew it was so they could keep a better eye on her in one of the safest offices in the city. But it was all right. She and Pepper were growing very close) and it was going to be a late night for her. Her job was to go through and edit a paper from the Engineering department and good lord they should have paid more attention in their college writing classes. She really had no idea what most of the information meant, but their paper was all marked up in red editing marks about sentence structure, missing commas, typos. Were they sure Dr. Windsor had two PhD's? Amelia shook her head and moved on to the next page.

"JARVIS, can you tell Pepper I'll have this paper for her later in the afternoon instead of the morning? Oh, and tell Tony if he doesn't have my boyfriend done by midnight I'm coming down there myself."

"Of course, Miss Evans. And I assure you there have been no explosions in Mr. Stark's lab."

"Yet," Amelia mumbled as she got up to put on another pot of coffee. Tony was fascinated by Bucky's arm and it was to the point where he had tinkered with it so much, there was no trace or hint of Russian or Hydra mechanics. Bucky was still indecisive about it, still hated it at times, but it proves itself useful out in the field. Fury had started a somewhat successful, very hidden, underground branch of SHIELD to try and take out the rest of HYDRA. The Avengers, well, not all of them, mostly Steve, Natasha and Bucky helped with what they could. Maria Hill stepped in sometimes as she was always close by working for Stark Industries now. They hadn't been called in for a while. Steve was currently out with Sharon (Natasha smirked every time they had a date), Bucky playing with Tony in the lab, Sam out and about somewhere, and she had no idea where Natasha was. It was a quiet night for her on Steve's floor. He and Bucky shared an apartment, and as of just a month ago, shared it with Amelia as well. Steve didn't mind though. He saw her as a little sister, and she was glad. After all, if she didn't meet his approval, she and Bucky would have never lasted. Plus, she cooked, so that was a huge plus. She won over all the Avengers with her Pumpkin Chili and Zuppa Toscana, especially Tony.

When the door to the apartment opened, her heart gave a little leap and she bit back a disappointed moan when Sam entered. Not that she didn't like Sam, but he wasn't Bucky.

"Hey, girl!" he said walking in and hanging his coat on the back of the door. "Where is everyone? It's the night before Halloween! It's movie night!"

Amelia blinked. "Movie night? What?"

Sam joined her in the kitchen and put his hands on his hips. "Horror movie marathon! Night before Halloween! I declared it tradition last year. But I take it no one remembered as I see no one here."

Amelia smiled. "Apparently not. Sorry, Sam."

Sam smirked. "Don't be sorry. We're still having movie night. Come on, girl. Put your game face on. First one up is Mirrors."

Sam all but dragged her back to the living room and turned on the giant flat screen that was installed in the wall.

"Sam," she said to the soldier who was turning the TV on and searching through the movie list. "I'm not the best person to watch horror movies with. I get scared way easily and I'm so jumpy. I hate them. I scream and talk, and it's just not a pretty sight."

Sam turned around and his eyebrows shot up. "Oh no. You'll be the best person to watch them with."

"You're going to give my nightmares and then Bucky's going to come after you."

"Nah, boy will be thanking me. All those extra cuddles because you're scared you need big bad Winter Soldier to protect you ow! Woman. That actually hurt." He rubbed the part of his arm that she had pinched. He playfully glared at her as she disappeared into her bedroom only to emerge a few seconds later with a flowering fleece blanket.

"What the hell is that?" Sam asked as she sat down on the couch and wrapped up in it.

"My grandmother gave it to me," she muttered and she adjusted the blanket around herself. Sam just shook his head and took the seat next to her as the movie started.

"Okay, we are done," Tony announced taking the goggles off and setting them down on the workbench. Bucky moved and flexed his metal arm, grateful that Tony had repaired all the damage the last mission had done.

"Thanks," Bucky mumbled. "I really appreciate it."

"Don't mention it," Tony said somewhat distracted by his computer. "as long as you never mutter the words Hail Hydra seriously, we're good. Oh, by the way."

Tony moved whatever image he was staring at on his monitor to the one right in front of Bucky. It was an engagement ring. A very expensive engagement ring. Bucky looked over to Tony who was wiggling his eyebrows at him. "It's time isn't it? She's been with you what, two years?"

Bucky sighed and ran his hands through his hair. Of course he had thought about it, but tying her down like that? Attaching her to a man like him? Dating was one thing, but marriage? He used to have visions of coming home to a small house with a big backyard, and baseball mitts thrown about the yard, to a dog who was always happy to see him and a beautiful wife that always had a smile for him when he walked through the door. But now? He could barely see that anymore. He was happy, content with the life he had now. Steve was there, he had regained his memories, he hadn't had a relapse or blackout in a year, and he had finally felt a little bit of relief. Having the team there for him was more than he could have hoped for. And Amelia. Amelia.

"Tony, can I be honest with you?"

Tony's playful expression fell and he shoved the rolling chair he was sitting on closer to Bucky and crossed his arms over his chest. "Listen, kid. I know what you're going to say. You're pretty easy to read right now. Guys like us, we have to hang on to the things we love. We have to make the most of the time we have right now because we don't know if we'll see tomorrow. We know that more than anyone. I almost lost Pepper in one of the worst ways possible and without her I couldn't go on. I am never, ever going to take her for granted or for once not appreciate the time I have with her. If you don't want to marry Amelia that's fine, I was giving you shit. Trying to lighten the mood. Just promise me you won't do anything stupid like push her away because it's better for her. And also, not to tell anyone about this sap fest. I have a reputation to uphold and I will not have the Winter Soldier tell everyone that Tony Stark is a big teddy bear sometimes. Got it?"

Bucky rolled his eyes and nodded. "Got it."

Tony clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Seriously though. She's a good kid. You need her. Hell we all need her. We'd either starve or get fat on the crap Happy fries up and calls food." He got up and stalked out of the lab. "And remember! We're not telling anyone!"

Bucky took a deep breath as the door slammed shut leaving him alone in the lab. Tony was right, he knew it. He was actually thinking about proposing soon, despite all the negative thoughts he had about it. He hadn't planned on spilling out his thoughts to Tony, what he was going to say instead was that he had wanted a small, intimate wedding and not the giant party he knew Tony would throw, but he let the man go on with his speech, knowing that rarely ever happened.

When Bucky had entered into his apartment 10 minutes later, he found all the lights out, the TV's volume up load and saw a quaking mass of blankets huddled next to Sam on the couch directly in front of the flat screen. He turned on the lights and almost sprang into action when Amelia, who he assumed was the shaking blanket let out a shriek. Sam just laughed and turned around, a massive grin on his face.

"Oooh! You missed it! I have never had so much fun watching a horror movie! Girl be screaming at everything!"

Bucky was so confused, but didn't have time to say anything as the blanket fell away to reveal a haphazard looking Amelia-her brown hair was static and her eyes were wide. She grabbed the remote out of Sam's hand and turned the TV off. Bucky crossed into the room, trying his best not to laugh.

"Amelia-" he said taking a seat next to her, but backed up a step back when she turned to him and he saw the look in her eyes. "Are you okay?" Amelia opened her mouth to answer, but was interrupted by Steve and Sharon entering, both looking extremely happy.

"Now it's a party! Get your butts over here, We're almost done with Mirrors and about to start The Orphanage."

"Oh, I love horror movies!" Sharon grinned at Steve and they hurried to join Sam on the couch.

"Would anyone care if I went into the other room and watched Disney cartoons for the rest of the night?" Amelia said in a small voice.

"Don't be such a baby, Evans," came a new voice. Natasha sent her a smile as she took the vacant spot on Sam's other side. "They're just movies."

"Listen, Miss Super Spy," Amelia leaned over Sam to look at Natasha, but she didn't get very far as Bucky pulled her back, laughing softly. "You can take out a person, but let's see you try to kill a ghost." Natasha laughed outright and said she'd definitely be taking her to a haunted house the next day and Sam agreed.

"Amelia," Steve said, "You just have to keep reminding yourself they're fake. Just actors."

"Says the man that slept with the lights on for a week after seeing Night of Terror," Bucky shot at him.

Steve glared at his friend as laughter from the group filled the apartment. Bucky just laughed even harder remembering the taunting he had done when they were younger. They all settled back down once Sam stared the Orphanage. Bucky didn't really pay too much attention to the movie. He was more focused on the woman burying her face in his chest and jumping every so often. Sharon was holding on to Steve, and Nat had put her legs up on Sam's lap. He could feel the weight of the small box in his pocket and knew his decision was made. His life might have gone to a deep hell but he had fought his way back out, and damn it all if he wasn't going to keep fighting. He glanced at Steve who was resting his cheek on the top of Sharon's head. Good. The punk deserves some happiness of his own. He had lost it when Peggy passed away, wouldn't talk for three days. Bucky was glad to see him concentrate on himself after all he had done for Bucky in the past two years.

Bucky was startled out of his thoughts when Amelia yelled "FUCK! I am never having kids! Fucking little demons!" Which just sent Sam into a fit of laughter so hard they had to pause the movie. Bucky just grinned and kissed her forehead.