Steve sat beside Bucky, his best friend, with a chunk of ice on his eye that was now turning black and blue. He gave his best friend a shove in the shoulder and leaned back against the bricks of their school yard.

"You should've let me hit him, Stevie. You're a lot smaller than me." Steve grunted and pressed the chunk of ice back on his eye.

In the middle of the winter, and on one of the coldest days of the week, he had gotten into a fight. He took one swing at a guy who was bad mouthing a girl in their class and that was it.

The guy he was standing up to, shoved Steve into the snow and then started hitting him. By the time Bucky got there, Steve had a busted lip and a black eye.

"I wasn't going to stand by as he started pestering this poor gal." Steve wasn't exactly telling Bucky the whole truth, as he was hiding another reason why he hit the jerk.

"I know, you punk. You gotta stand up for everyone." Steve half-smiled and then directed his eyes to the snow pile he was shoved into.

He didn't want to tell Bucky that the jerk was also making fun of the dates on his and Bucky's wrists. He couldn't possibly tell him that, if he did, he knew Bucky would've kept fighting.

"Yeah you jerk." This time Steve did smile. Him and Bucky and their mystery woman. They were all connected. Bucky and Steve knew it from the moment they became friends.

"What're you thinking about, Stevie?" Steve removed the melting ice chunk from his eye and looked at Bucky, his eyes searching.

"She's going to be born in 1993. What if we never have a chance to meet her? We'll be old Buck. What kind of life can we offer her? And what kind of life will we have? We'll never be able to be married and have children. We'll be withering away and she'll be in the prime of her life." Steve turned away.

There was silence between them, and then Bucky's rough fingers danced across Steve's cheeks. He didn't look back at him, but rather let Bucky touch him.

"I've thought about what she'll be like. I've dreamed of her multiple times. I don't think the date on our wrists is mistaken. We will see her and we will have a good life with her, no matter how short or long it may be." Steve turned his head, again, and looked at Bucky.

"Love ya, punk."

"Love ya too, jerk."

Steve stood beside Bucky, his long time friend and soulmate. He stood beside him and felt his hands twitching to reach out to him. He always wanted to reach out for Bucky when he was nervous. Even when Bucky wasn't there, he wanted to reach out for him.

"This is it."

Steve lifted the glass to his lips and took a long, slow sip. He wanted this to last, he wanted the burn to last. He hoped it would make him feel something; anything.

"Rogers." He lifted his glass and set it back down, while being hyper aware of the person that was going to sit next to him.

"I know it's hard, Steve. I get it. I've waited a hell of a long time for my soulmate, obviously not as long as you, and I only have one." Steve ignored her comments and took another sip from his glass.

"What do you want Natasha?" It had been a few months since he had joined the avengers and he was still bitter.

He had lost his one soulmate, and the other he wasn't sure if he'd ever get to meet her. And it stung like a bitch. Seeing Bucky fall from the train, Steve unable to grab his hand.

"You'd be able to tell if they were gone for good, Steve." He clenched the glass tightly in his hand, not surprised when it shattered.

"I'm not talking about this." He reached in his wallet and shoved a $20 onto the table. He ignored the blood dripping from his cuts. He ignored the way Natasha was looking at him.

He ignored everything he possibly could. Steve looked down at his hands and glared. Even now, they were still twitching.

"Tell is about yourself." A soft sigh met his ears and he withdr w from that memory. He focused on their soulmate, Mckayla, sitting across from them.

He focused on the way her hair brushed over her shoulder and fell straight down her back. He focused on the way she couldn't or wouldn't look at them for longer than a minute, because she noticed her eyes would darken.

He focused all his attention on her being here, now. She was here now, she was with him and Bucky. Everything was okay. They were complete. They were a trio.

"I...uhh...I'm...Mckayla. I recently graduated from university with my early childhood educational n degree and I'm now searching for a job." Steve casually looked over at Bucky. His hands were clenched under the table and his jaw was closed tightly.

He knew Bucky was pissed at a number of things. He was pissed at Hydra for giving him the metal arm. He was pissed that they made him do a number of horrible things. He was pissed that they kept Mckayla from the two of them. But what really pissed Bucky off the most, was what Hydra had planned to do to Bucky is refused to cooperate; what they planned to do to Mckayla.

Hydra knew about her when they had Bucky, because of course they did. Bucky was walking around with almost a time stamp of when she was born, and it wasn't hard to track her down. Hydra found her quickly and they used that against Buck.

"So you can work in a daycare?" Steve watched Bucky look her over. There was still a threat hanging over her head and there always would be as long as Hydra was still alive.

She was Bucky's weakness, her and Steve. They were his weakness, but he knew Steve could handle himself. It was Mckayla, their short, beautiful little soulmate, that couldn't.

"Yeah. Essentially. One day I'd like to own my own daycare." She leaned back in her chair and fiddled with the sleeves of her shirt. They were covering her wrists, but still Steve could see a few of the black letters peeking out.

"So..." She was beautiful, God was she ever beautiful. Steve was amazed at how perfectly imperfect she was.

She didn't have the flawless skin that most women strived for. She had freckles dusting her nose and cheeks, and twice already, Steve saw her flush. Her nose seemed a little too small for her face, but it made her beautiful.

"So...This is Steve Rogers, who you've already met." Steve awkwardly waved and nodded. He felt like he was back in grade school, butterflies and all.

"And this is Bucky Barnes." Her eyes moved from Steve's to Bucky's. She looked him over, her eyes softening as she saw his metal arm and the red star still placed upon it.

"Nice to meet you, doll."


Mckayla sat back in her chair. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at her two soulmates sitting across from her. Both of their blue eyes were on her, and both of them looked like they were ready to chase her, should she choose to run.

"Tell us more about you." The words fell from Steve's lips followed by a small smile.

"I was born and raised in a small town in Pennsylvania. A real small town. I have one older sister and one older brother. I graduated high school when I was 17 and started university when I was 19 in New York. I didn't know what I wanted to take when I started university and switched major after a year and a half." She didn't want to bring up how she had met Kate, not because it was a bad story, but she didn't want to focus on Kate right now. Or anytime soon.

"I thought you were born in New York?" Truth be told, Mckayla had only been in New York a max of 4 years. But her small town in Pennsylvania was home and always would be home.

While she was living in New York now, and enjoyed it, she missed the scenic country roads and the hot summer days. She missed being able to walk down to the river that was close by her parents place. She missed being able to pick out a real Christmas tree and help her dad and brother chop it down.

"Pennsylvania born and raised." Mckayla felt a rush of emotions start to rise. The thought of home brought back so many mixed emotions, it was almost hard to think.

"Mckayla?" She started to fade out, into her thoughts, despite the deep voices of Steve and Bucky.

"Mckayla..?" She closed her eyes tightly and took deep breathe. Maybe she wasn't just drifting off into her thoughts. Maybe she would actually pass out.

"Doll?" She could feel their emotions. She could feel their strong desire. From both of them. Desire was hitting her and making her feel dizzy and disoriented. She felt her head spinning and she reached out and grabbed the table in front of her with clenched hands.

"Mckayla?" She was getting bombarded with strong feelings from both men. Bucky and Steve's desire, passion and longing were hitting her like a strong gust of wind and it was greatly affecting her. She felt as if she was about to collapse or faint despite her best efforts to stay calm and breathe.

"Can't..." Her words were garbled and incoherent. Only two other times had she felt like this and it was years ago.

"Breathe, doll. Take deep breaths." That's what she was trying to do. She was trying to get herself calm and prevent a fainting spell.

"Steve, Bucky. Maybe you should give her some space?" It was one of the women's voices, she couldn't be sure who, that she focused on. If she focused on one of the women, and not her soulmates, perhaps she could get through this.

"We'll be outside." Mckayla felt her body starting to lose control. She felt her hands relaxing and felt like she was falling backwards, into a deep sleep.

A few more seconds and she would be lights out.

"Bucky she looks like she's in pain." She counted down in her head, and quite quickly, she fell back against her chair, her eyes rolling back into her head.


New chapter! And a few notes: 1) I know absolutely nothing about Pennsylvania because I don't live in the states. 2) I'm sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, I write these chapters on my phone 3) I have never fainted so I can't say that I know the symptoms leading up to fainting 4) Thank you so much for reading this story and I hope you like it!

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