She woke up the next day and made some coffee and started to finish unpacking her items. She decided that she was going to take a walking tour of DC starting with the Captain American exhibit. She told the guard she would be fine and that he needed to go back to SHIELD. She made a phone call, demanding no security, more privacy, so he was ordered to headquarters. She walked around the Smithsonian and stopped to read about Captain America and his Howling Commandos. She watched the clip of Cap and his best friend from childhood. She read all about him and how he was called Bucky for short and that his name was in fact, James Buchanan Barnes and he was named for a President. He and Cap were best friends from childhood, setting the stage for a long history together, until Bucky was killed in action. She looked at the pictures and thought to herself how handsome Bucky, or James, looked. She touched the picture of him, there was just something about him, that she felt drawn to. If he was anything like Captain America, then he would be just as courageous, kind and decent and know how to treat a lady. Things were definitely different during WW2 as compared to now. She glanced over at a man in a ball cap with blond hair, peeking out, swearing it was Captain America himself, but she just shrugged and continued her tour through the museum and started her trek to the Air and Space section. Touring Washington DC was a delight and felt in awe when she stood in the Lincoln Memorial. She looked out and saw joggers in park and other tourists taking pictures of the monuments. This was just the beginning.
The rest of the week, went just as smooth. She finally finished unpacking and getting the condo redone in bold colors and she started getting out more. She went out to eat by herself and went shopping for some new clothes. She still had those weird feelings, like she was being watched, but saw no sign of it. For the first time, in a long time, she felt happy. Over the next few weeks, she worked with Alexander Pierce and a few construction workers and even some programmers and some other very talented people. They still had major work to do on the Tri-Carrier, specifically building the separate sections. The nice thing was that thanks to Tony Stark's generous donation, all of the three sections of the Tri-Carrier were to be powered by replusor technology.
The computer programming systems would not be that difficult. It was nice, though, to have someone trust your input on the designs and to finally respect your genius. She was extremely glad that she took this opportunity, because it allowed her to be able to meet more influential government people and further her business and financial success. During that next couple of months, the Winter Soldier kept an eye on her from the shadows, in between missions. When he would start to regress, they would continue to put him in the cryo-stasis for reprogramming again. The only thing that helped him cope was the images of her face and the thoughts that it was all for her- a woman he had never met. Sadly, it gave him something to hold on to when he drifted off into that frozen slumber.