Bucky POV
"Well first we need to get you cleaned up" Steve says staring at my body as I walk over to a mirror hanging on the door. He has a point my hair is long and dirty, and I have black makeup around my eyes. Who was taking care of me whilst I was asleep because they did not do a very good job?
"Yeah your right I look a mess" I nod at my friend who walks into the bathroom, I follow him.
Suddenly there is a knock at the door, Steve looks at the door to see if it is open but it it's not. The door still makes noises; Steve sighs and looks at me. "Stay here okay, I'll be one minute." I nod and he walks over to the door.
I look through the crack in the bathroom door, and can see Steve answering the door. A woman with bright red hair enters the room. She is wearing a shirt and blue pants and a leather jacket. Fashion must have really changed. "Hey Steve."
"Natasha, how are you doing and what are you doing here?" Steve says in confusion of the red haired woman's arrival.
"Just came to check up on you" she responds and smiles.
"At 4:30am?"
"Were you asleep?" she raises her eyebrow and looks at his face.
"No"
"Well what's the problem?" she says looking at him expecting an answer, she reminds me of Peggy a lot. Wait what happened to Peggy? Did Steve date her before he was frozen? Was this Natasha his girlfriend? "I actually came to tell you something."
"Oh what is it?" he looks in my direction for a moment then looks back at the woman. Steve puts his hand on his neck, she looks into his eyes.
"You're hiding something" she says.
My friend looks in horror "No I'm not!" he protests as the woman walks towards my direction and puts her hand on the doorknob on the bathroom door. "Natasha, I don't think you want go in there. It's a boy's bathroom" he says as a sorry excuse.
"Steve I have lived with you, a millionaire, an archer, a God and a Hulk before I think I can manage your bathroom." Wow a lot of people and what is a Hulk? She turns the doorknob, opening the door. I did not know what to do so I made my way to the other end of the room. Her face changes to horror when she sees me and seconds later she is pointing a gun at me.
"Hey wait" I panic, the woman is pointing a freaking gun at me. Why?
"Natasha put then gun down; he's not the bad guy." My friend puts his hand of her shoulder and she turns to look at me before lowering her gun to her side.
She stares at me, she does not move a muscle and unfortunately does not let the gun leave her grasp. All Steve can do is stare in horror; frozen on the spot. I need to break the silence and fast. "Uh I believe we got off on the wrong foot. I'm James Barnes but people call me Bucky." I hold my hand out to shake hers.
She shakes it and nods. "Natasha Romanoff." She turns to Steve "You have some explaining to do"