Author's note: • means some sexy time is going to happen for those who do not enjoy the pleasurable things in life. You may skip it.

Enjoy

The second Isabella shut her door the tears started and they didn't stop. She didn't want Bucky to find out like this. She wanted him to remember on his own. Nothing went as she had imagined it.

She took out her phone to text Steve, but thought better of it. Isabella knew he'd panic, and want her back home if she was unstable.

"Jarvis, do we have eyes on Steve?" Isabella asked numbly.

"No, we do not."

"When did we lose him?" Isabella felt herself start to panic.

"About two days ago."

Isabella called Tony on her Stark phone. His face popped up within five second. "Hello auntie Iz."

"I thought I told you to stop calling me that Tony."

"Yeah, but it gets under your skin, so naturally I have to." Tony said clapping his hands together as he walked away from his phone. She watched at he went to make a drink. "So, what do I owe the pleasure of getting a call from my favorite aunt in this world."

"I'm your only aunt Anthony." Isabella rolled her eyes.

"Still my favorite though!"

"Have you heard from Steve? My Jarvis lost eyes on him." Isabella asked impatiently.

"Why do you have eyes on me?" She heard Steve say. Sighing, she let out a breath, relieved he was fine.

"I have eyes on everyone." Isabella said in a 'duh' tone.

"EVERYONE EXCEPT FOR I LADY STARK!" She heard a very loud man say. Thor must have been there.

"Even you Thor." She yelled back. "Tony, put me on the big screen so I can see everyone." She threw her image out so that they were bigger in front of her. Tony rolled his eyes, and threw the holograph so it'd be larger and she could see the whole room.

Isabella could see all the Avengers lounging around the tower. "What's this?!" Isabella tried to sound offended. "An Avenger reunion, and you guys couldn't even call me?"

"Steve said you were busy with something." Bruce said.

"More like someone." Natasha chimed in.

Isabella rolled her eyes. "I got enemies too you know. I couldn't stay in New York."

"I know, you took the jet and left it in DC."

"I took my jet Tony. You have your own."

"Yours is way cooler though." Tony said with a smile. "So, when are you coming home, and have you been crying?"

Isabella rolled her eyes again. "It'll be awhile before I get back."

"Well we could use you." Steve said.

"Why?" Isabella asked confused. They were the worlds mightiest heroes. They didn't need her.

"We're going after Loki's staff." Thor said. "It might not be as easy as we're hoping."

"You and the green dude over there could do it on your own." Isabella said pointing at Bruce. "You'll be fine."

"I don't know Bell." Steve said standing up so he was closer to her. "It's in the hands of Hydra." This caused Isabella to flinch. "Speaking of, do you need me to come get you? You look like you should be home."

"Don't dad me right now Stevie."

"I thought I told you to stop calling me that, and is that my shirt again?!"

"I don't listen." Isabella shrugged. She could hear a faint knock at the door. "I have to go."

"Who's that knocking?"'she heard Clint and Tony ask in unison.

"Don't worry about my life guys. I'm a big girl."

"Well when you're done being a big girl," Tony came in front of the screen, pushing Steve out of the way. He held up a green vial. "I think I've figured out a way to control your powers."

"That was me, actually!" Bruce yelled, causing Isabella to chuckle.

The knock came again. "I really have to go." She said looking at the screen sadly. She really missed everyone. "We'll talk soon."

She hung up after hearing multiple goodbyes. "Come in." She said softly, knowing Bucky could hear her.

"Was that Steve?" Bucky popped his head in asking.

"It was all of them." Isabella gave a small, sad smile.

Bucky could see it written all over her face that she missed them. "Why don't you go home?"

"I can't." She said simply.

"You don't have to stay because of me. I don't even need to be here. I can take care of myself." Bucky said frustrated. He felt like a child the way she was protecting him. In her head though, she was just protecting her husband. He had to remember that.

"Hydra has a powerful weapon I just found out. So you will not be going anywhere until we have it again." Isabella said, sounding like the agent she truly was.

Bucky nodded at her. He hated to admit it, but it was best he stayed here.

Bucky went to walk out again, but stopped and turned back to look at Isabella. "I'm sorry I don't remember, but if it's any consolation... I was falling for you without any memories."

Isabella just gave a small smile. That wasn't very reassuring. It was awesome Bucky may have feelings for her, but he didn't remember what they were... What they had...

"Thanks Buck." She said in a dismissive tone.

He went to walk out, but stopped and turned around again. "Do you want to talk more?"

"Not really." Isabella said not even bothering to look at Bucky.

Bucky swore he got frost bite from how cold she was being right now to him. Frustrated and not thinking clearly, he went and sat on her bed.

"What are you-" Isabella was about to yell at him, and he knew it, so Bucky kissed her. It was a deep and passionate kiss. He couldn't deny that he felt the sparks, and there were fireworks exploding behind his eyes.

Bucky pulled away from Isabella slowly. "What the fuck was that?" She asked out of breath.

"I wanted to see if I'd remember anything, and get stop you from yelling." He couldn't help it, but he kissed her again.

The familiar pressure of Bucky's lips against her's was more satisfying than she thought it would be. Isabella had missed this more than she realized. It almost felt the same as before, almost. This wasn't the same Bucky. This wasn't her Bucky.

Isabella pulled away from him suddenly. "Bucky," she said barely above a whisper, "we can't do this. I can't do this."

Bucky was taken aback. "I'm sorry if I crossed a line." He sighed running his hand through his hair.

"You didn't cross a line. This is amazing, and believe me I want more, but..." She grew silent not knowing how to put her words

"You want me to be me." He finished for her.

"Yeah." Isabella suddenly felt bad. "You have to understand I've never been with anyone, but the old you. I know you're still Bucky, but you're not my Bucky."

Bucky looked like Isabella crushed his heart. She couldn't stand to see him like that.

"I'm sorry I can't be him." Bucky hung his head.

In that moment Isabella realize something, and that was that she may never get her old Bucky back, even if he did regain all his memories, but it didn't mean she couldn't have this one. Was she really willing to push him away just because he didn't remember her? That wasn't his fault. It was Hydra's. All of this was Hydra's fault.

So, in that moment, Isabella made up her mind, "Fuck it." She said before she started kissing him again. Their kiss started out slow again, but soon became passionate and needy.

Isabella pulled him on top of her. Bucky tried not to let his weight crush her, using his bionic arm to hold him up. The way she was holding onto him, like she might lose him, made it hard for him though.

Bucky could feel himself getting hard, and considering he was only in sweats at the moment, he was sure Isabella could feel it too.

His thoughts were confirmed when he felt her hand quickly wrap around his dick. Isabella was still on the outside of his sweats, but that was almost enough for him to want to cum. Bucky felt like a teenage boy with how weak he was under her touch. "Fuck, Izzy." He moaned out

Isabella was too lost in Bucky to even realize he called her Izzy. She missed the feeling of him on top of her. The feeling of excitement, and the rush of hormones running through her body when they were like this. Also, it had been nearly 70 years since they were last together, but Isabella was fairly sure he was a lot bigger than before.

A wave of pleasure hit Isabella hard as Bucky began to rub her clit. She hadn't even realized his hand had made its way in between them. It was better than Isabella remembered, or maybe it was because it had been so long since she was touched. One thing she knew was, she missed being putty in his hand.

"Fuck, James," Isabella moaned as her back arched. "I'm gonna..." She couldn't even finish her sentence as the pleasure ripped through her.

Bucky felt himself release into his sweats as Isabella's body shook beneath him. He rolled over when both their highs were done, and laid next to her.

Their panting was dying down, as both tried to regain their composure. Now that the high was over, they both knew it was probably going to be awkward.

Bucky turned his head to look at Isabella. She was currently deep in though, starring at the ceiling. He knew she was having an internal battle on what to say or do next. The same went for him.

With his bionic hand, Bucky reached out to grab Isabella's face. Gently turning her head so she'd look at him. He wish he wouldn't have, because her eyes told him more than she probably wished they would. "Bella..."

"Am I technically cheating on you, by falling for you?" Isabella asked bluntly. She knew it sounded stupid, but her own actions killed her.

Bucky's eyes furrowed. "I don't believe so. In a way, I am still me."

Isabella nodded her head at him, and suddenly got up. "I'm going to shower now, and you probably should too." Bucky raised an eye brow at her. Smirking, Isabella continued. "You could always join me if you want."

Then, to Bucky's pleasurable surprise, she started talking off her pants. When those were off he watched her, as her hands reached for the bottom of the shirt she was wearing, and she pulled the material off slow and teasingly.

Bucky had a feeling Isabella's body was perfect, but when she was nearly exposed like this, his feelings were confirmed.

Isabella threw the shirt at him. Giving him one last glance before walking into the bathroom.

"Jarvis, private mode." Bucky said, out of habit now, as he followed Isabella into the bathroom.