Charley felt the excitement pump through her as she caught sight of the Captain America banner leading to the exhibition. As she rushed through the crowd of people she had to grab Bucky's hand to pull him through as he was slowing down the nearer he got to the exhibition.

Bucky moved his hand up to his head, pulling his cap down lower to cover his eyes.

"Do I have to do this?" Bucky asked quietly. Stopping abruptly Charley spun around to face him.

"No of course not" She replied simply "but it'll help. I promise"

She knew why he was so nervous. There were so many people here. She hadn't remembered it being this busy the last time she came. It was September now and she had assumed the kids would be back at school and therefore less people going. Nevertheless, there were crowds and crowds of people all lining up to get onto the escalator. There was bound to be one person here who knew the face of James Buchanan Barnes. Charley joined the queue with a reluctant Bucky following closely behind, he was eyeing up the posters of all the exhibitions, leading upstairs.

"Do you think we can go see the air and space one after?" Bucky asked his eye closely trained on a poster with a WWII plane on it.

Surprised, Charley nodded "Sure, why not. Actually that's a pretty good idea. It's my last day off from work so might as well make the most of it. Any particular reason?"

"Just looks cool" Bucky shrugged changing his focus onto the Captain America poster and his face went white.

"So, are you into aircraft"

"It looks interesting" Bucky said. His lips twitching upwards and Charley knew he was remembering something good "I remember having a collection of plane models in my room when I was a kid. I used to build them with Beci"

"You used to collect planes?" Charley smiled, the image of a little Bucky playing with toy planes came to mind.

"From what I can remember... yeah"

They reached the escalator as it jolted up, Charley clutched onto the hand-rail as they stepped on, her hand accidently grazing over the man's in front of her as she tripped when they moved up "Sorry" She mumbled an apology when the man turned around to glare at her when he neither accepted or registered she had even apologized she faced Bucky, cringing.

"Graceful" He commented sarcastically, smiling.

"It is one of my many skills" Charley readjusted her feet to prevent another tripping "No, honestly I am a hopeless case. Catch me if I trip again because it is bound to happen"

Bucky raised a single eyebrow "But it's so much funnier to watch you trip"

Charley childishly pouted "I would say I will trip you up if you don't but we both know that's not possible" She held up a finger and wagged it "Although I'll have you know I can totally take down my brother" She coughed "Who is five years younger but it still counts"

She saw him smirk under his cap "You used to beat up your younger brother?"

"He encourages it" Charley exclaimed, holding her hands up in defence. Bucky shook his head, laughing.

They slowly made their way to the front of the crowd. There was wall where the whole cover of it was Captain America picture, saluting down at them. The relaxed Bucky from before had disappeared again, as he spotted a display with his face over it, a small description beside it that they couldn't read from where they walked.

Bucky gritted his teeth together, his hands clenching.s

"You want to turn around? We can always go downstairs and-"

"No, it's fine I just…" Bucky gulped "if anyone notices me, pretend you don't know me. I'll escape on my own"

"Buck-"

"And call me James for now, less recognizable" He looked down on her seriously. Charley opened her mouth to argue but for once she closed it when Bucky cut across her "Promise me?"

"Bu- James" Charley corrected herself finding it sounded foreign on her lips "I don't know if I can pretend I don't know you"

"I can't let you get in trouble for me. If anyone here recognizes me I'll get out as soon as possible, just don't follow" Bucky formulated the plan together. Charley had suspected he had been planning to do this for a while now but was only just bringing it up now, either that or the picture of his face had reminded him that he was fully on show and anyone could recognize you.

Charley saw no point in arguing so nodded "It won't happen anyway" She assured herself rather than him "No one will recognize you"

The passed a member of staff as they handed out leaflets of the Captain America exhibition. Charley flicked through it finding it was full of pictures of Captain America and the howling commandos. On the back there was a picture of Peggy in her young years dressed in military gear.

"Is this you?" Charley gasped when she saw a full body black and white picture of Bucky in his own military uniform, preparing to leave for what looked like a mission with Captain America and the rest of the Howling commandos. His hair was short and pushed back much different from his long locks that fell into his eyes "wow" She gasped "you look good if I may say. The uniform suits you"

Bucky wasn't paying attention, he was staring off in the distance. Charley followed his eye line and saw him looking at the large display at the end of the hall. It had mannequins of all the howling commandoes uniforms (excluding Captain America's) lined up in a row. In the front was what looked like Bucky's uniform. It was the same one from the picture Charley had just been looking at.

"Okay that is pretty cool" Charley admired the suit, joining the crowd of people who were already trying to get closest to it in order to get a good photo "I wonder where the Captain America uniforms gone, they had it last time I was here. Although I kind of like your one being at the centre"

"Steve must have stolen it" Bucky said, joining to stand beside her "It was the same one that he was wearing when I last saw him"

"See your memories fine, I don't know what you're complaining about" Charley joked, sticking her tongue out at him to which he responded by giving a small chuckle. The crowd cleared and they were able to get a closer look at the uniform "Is it bringing back any memories yet?"

"I've got an idea of what all these guys' faces looked like" he gestured to the other mannequins "And you saying about the uniform reminded me of when I first saw Steve in it. He was saving me from Hydra… the first time"

Charley frowned, not realizing there had been two times he had been taken by Hydra "the first time?"

"It wasn't long" Bucky sighed now scanning the videos playing along the walls. There were headsets plugged into them which you could pick up and listen to the voiceovers. Charley could see from the videos there was one of Peggy talking. She looked as if she was in her late thirties by this point "I can't remember much of it but I think they experimented on me. Steve appeared and got me out"

"I didn't know you had been captured twice"

"As I said the first time wasn't for very long" Bucky told her "Much less than seventy years"

Charley reached down and clutched Bucky's hand. She could tell this was getting to be too much for him, maybe they would return another day. At least then Bucky would be prepared for what he was going to see here. He had made so much progress in the last few weeks "Let's go see the air and space exhibition, if you want?"

Whilst there was still things to explore in the Captain America area, Charley thought it a good idea to end it now.

As they exited the Captain America expedition there was a donation box. She fished inside her pockets for a few coins and handed them to Bucky, wanting him to do the honours (in fairness, half the expedition was in honour of him). He walked a few steps towards the box and slotted it inside. Charley turned to leave but her feet ended up colliding with another person's. she tried to grab onto something but there was only air, her entire body heading to the floor from tripping. Bucky was too far away to catch her this time (although to his credit, he had tried as he was practically beside her when she next looked up)

She was quick to recover when a girl's hand leant down to help her up. She accepted it, pulling herself up from the floor with a huff.

"Sorry about that" The girl apologized, wincing.

Charley cringed at how embarrassing she was "No, sorry my bad"

The girl took a step to walk away, accepting there had been no harm done when she did a back step, gasping her eyes suddenly darting from the spot beside Charley to something behind her.

Beside Charley was Bucky, he had his metal hand on her elbow (probably to keep her falling over again, which in all fairness was for the best. She didn't exactly have the best track record). She followed the girl's eye line of what she was looking at behind her and saw the picture of a 1940 Bucky.

"You're…" The girl pointed at him, wide eyed "You're him…"

She could feel Bucky's entire body tense beside her and she knew he was already preparing to run.

Thinking fast Charley linked her arm through with Bucky. This only made Bucky become more tense when Charley laughed.

"Someone's mistaken you again, ey Harry?" She send Bucky a quick warning look, nudging his arm to play along. After a moment of hesitation Bucky painfully forced out a smile "He looks just like him doesn't he? He always gets pulled over and questioned about it" The girl's eyebrows burrowed together in confusion, staring between the pair of them. Panicking, Charley continued on speaking to divert the girl away and ended up rambling out "Don't worry he makes use of it, he cosplays all the time" after an awkward pause Charley made it worse by adding "I cosplay Steve"

The girl looked taken aback but nodded anyway, mumbling another apology and hurrying away probably to get away from how lunatic the two of them sounded.

"Easy" Charley dramatically dusted her hands off "I should totally be a spy. I would be great on undercover missions"

Bucky stared with an open mouth at Charley. When she went to walk off as if nothing happened Bucky caught up with her "I thought we promised you were going to pretend like you didn't' know me and I was going to escape"

Charley raised an eyebrow "And how much easier was my method?"

Bucky didn't' answer and Charley knew she had won this argument. As usual.

They continued to walk along the gallery in silent, travelling back down the escalator into the main hall where each exhibit led too. Out of nowhere, Bucky asked "What does cosplay mean?"

Charley choked on her own air, not expecting that question to exit Bucky's mouth. She hadn't really thought about it when she said it, so scared that the girl was going to find out who Bucky really was that she reacted by instinct. Apparently saying that Bucky cosplayed as Bucky was her instinct.

Finally finding her breath she let out "Don't worry. Hopefully, something you'll never have to worry about"

They took a right turning into a hallway and photos of planes. Hanging above them was a life size model of one of the first plane ever built, or at least that's what charley assumed it was, she really knew nothing about planes.

Bucky however was pacing from model to model. At one point, Charley lost him in the crowd and had to elbow a few people out of the way finding him admiring a WW2 plane. She read the plaque above it discovering Howard Stark had helped make it.

"Okay that's cool"

"It's a fighter jet" Bucky informed her, smirking when Charley raised an eyebrow, impressed "Stark used to help with the Army with stuff like this"

"You remember all of that?"

"Yeah, it's all coming back to me… slowly" Bucky's lips curved upwards. Finally he took his eyes away from the plane model and they fell onto Charley.

"You know if you're a big fan of Howard Stark you might be interested in researching Tony Stark. His son"

"He had a son?"

"Yeah. He's probably one of the most famous people on earth right now so don't let anyone hear you say you don't know who he is"

They finished off in the air and space exhibition, Bucky picking up multiple pamphlets to read through at a later time. Charley felt pitiful for any picking up one Captain America one. They were tucked under Bucky's arm as they left. She couldn't help but smirk at how nerdy he looked. She hadn't seen anyone come out of an exhibition holding that many pamphlets at once.

"Let's go see if there's a food canteen here, hey?"

"You're hungry again?" Bucky raised his eyebrows, laughing slightly as Charley pulled him using both her hands to pull him along, her back facing the crowd.

"Again?" Charley scoffed "I am always hungry. You've been to your favourite exhibition, not time to visit mine"

"What are you thinking of getting this time?"

Charley put her hand to her chin as if mock thinking, although she had already planned what she was to have for lunch hours ago "Bacon sandwich" She sniffed the air as if she was able to smell it.

"That does sound nice, actually" Bucky agreed.

The canteen was busy. Whilst Charley brought two bacon sandwiches for the two of them Bucky found a table hidden in the corner. It took Charley ages to find him again with a tray full of food. She ended up buying more than she had planned too with an extra chocolate bars and a hot chocolate for herself.

"Six chocolate bars?" Bucky raised an eyebrow when Charley put the tray down in front of him.

"I resent the judgment tone" Charley took a seat and started on her sandwich "In fairness, three were for you. Try them, they're heaven on earth"

Bucky leant over to take one, deciding on a kit-kat bar and swiftly opened it, biting straight into it without snapping it into two halves. Charley dramatically gasped and took what remained of it out of his hand, snatching it away.

"I know you're new to this but I can't have you being one of those people" Charley shook her head, whilst tutting "You've got to snap it in two and eat one side at a time. It's a rule"

Bucky frowned "Why does it matter?"

"It just does" Charley fussed passing him the chocolate bar back but not before snapping it in two halves.

Bucky confused, did as Charley told him whilst laughing at the oddity of her request.

Charley gave a single nod, satisfied, before turning back to her own lunch.

To check the time she pulled out her phone finding she had a few messages from a friend from work asking where she had been the last few days. She swiftly texted back with a quick lie that she was ill and she would be back tomorrow. When she was done she opened up her lock screen, smiling at the picture of her last day in England with her parents and siblings in the picture. Mabel was clutched in Charley's arm, she was using her hand to hold up her paw to mimic a wave at the camera.

"Do you know what I just realized?" Charley conversed, going into her picture gallery on her phone and swiping through them "We've been friends for over five weeks and I still don't have a selfie with you"

"A what?"

"A selfie" She pulled up the camera on her phone and flipped the screen around so that the camera was trained on them. Bucky's head wasn't in frame, his shoulders were the only part of him in show. Charley grabbed his elbow and tugged him down to fit him in a blazing smile lighting up her face. Bucky however was frowning "You're meant to smile"

"Why?"

"It's a picture"

"I know it's just a weird way to take one"

"Just smile"

Charley was very aware of the odd stares she was getting from a few tables at her conversation with Bucky, introducing him to selfies.

Nevertheless Bucky painfully forced a smile out. It wasn't nearly natural and it caused Charley to cringe as she took the picture.

"Oh come on" Charley laughed as the photo she has just taken was shown to her. Bucky's face was dark from the shadow of his cap and was clearly grimacing "Let's do that again. Think of something that makes you smile"

He thought for a moment before a wide, soft grin spread over his face making him look like a completely different man. The one from the videos they has seen upstairs. Charley wanted to ask what he was thinking about that caused him to smile so widely but thought it best not to pry.

She pulled up her camera again and took the snap quickly. When she took it she opened it up in her gallery, Bucky leant over as well to take a look.

"I love it" Charley smiled at the picture. Bucky looked so refreshed in the picture as if he hadn't been through years of torture, and like the two were friends meeting up on a regular day out "I'm making it my background straight away" whilst changing it Bucky caught a glimpse of her last phone background with her family.

"Is that your family?" Bucky asked

"Yeah…" Charley trailed off, tracing her finger over the image and let out a deep sigh before changing it to the new one.

"What are their names?"

"Alice and Graham are my parents" Charley said. She flicked through the options on her phone and pulled up her gallery finding a folder called 'family'. The last picture in the album was her with her family two years ago at Christmas, everyone smiling in Christmas jumpers over a turkey meal.

"You miss them" He wasn't asking a question "You should call them"

Charley groaned, looking up at Bucky "But I've left it so long. They're going to be so annoyed at me" guilt welled up in Charley as her hand hovered over her contact button "They're probably worried sick. I haven't called them since the helicarrier crash. What do I even say 'hey, I'm still alive!'"

"It's probably a good start" Bucky shrugged and reached down with his metal arm, gently taking hold off Charley's finger and pressed down causing her finger to click the contacts button.

"You miss them" He repeated in a matter of factly tone, letting go of her hand as she begrudgingly looked through her contacts for word 'home'. She wavered over pressing call and finally with a deep breath hit it, pressing the phone to her ear as Bucky watched her expectantly "it's ringing" she mouthed, her heart thumping when the line picked up.

"Hello" Her mum's cheery voice rang through the phone "Who is this?"

"It's Charley" She managed to get out, not realizing just how much she had missed her parents. The distance had become second nature to Charley.

"Charley!" Came the surprised squeal at the other end of the phone which pierced Charley's ears "You are alive, then?" her mother said sternly. She could practically see her glaring down the phone.

"Charley?" The muffled sound of a man was heard. She instantly recognized it as her dad.

"Why are you only just calling us?" Her mother asked crossly "we've been worried sick, we've been trying to call you-"

"I know, I got a new phone"

"With those things falling in Washington all over the news, we were so worried" She finished and Charley felt the weight of her guilt crush onto her. She knew she should have called them.

"I'm sorry" was all she could say "I promise from now I'll call more often I've just had a lot of stuff going on"

"Well it doesn't matter now" her mum said "We're here"

Catching Charley's attention she sat up straighter, spluttering on air "You're what?" Bucky span around to face her looking confused as she choked. His lunch half gone already.

"We're outside your apartment"

"Excuse me?" Charley pursed her lips together, thinking she misheard her. She must have done, it wasn't possible for her mum to be outside of her apartment "You're outside my what now?"

Her mum tutted "We were so worried. You weren't responding to any of our texts or calls-"

"I just told you I got a new-"

"I know, I know, but me and your dad were just concerned and we've always wanted to come to America"

"So you're outside my apartment?" This made Bucky look up in shock. She returned the stare, equally as petrified as he was. She was glad Bucky had made her take the call now, at least now she was prepared rather than going home and finding them on her doorstep. Bucky turned away and began scratching at the table in deep thought.

"Yes, Charlotte. That's what I said" there was a sigh from the other end of the phone "We've been here nearly an hour and have asked all your neighbours where you are. They don't seem to know who you are. Do you not even talk to your neighbours, Charley? Do you know how rude that is"

She shrugged "Not really"

"Well wherever you are hurry up and get home. We're cold and tired"

"Sure" Charley cringed, slapping the palm of her hand to her head. Her mum cancelled the call and the phone slipped out of Charley's hand, landing on her lap "Okay, we're screwed"

"You're parents are outside your apartment?" Bucky concluded a worry line fell down between his eyes, creating a crease.

"They were worried about me so decided to see me in purpose. Ugh, why did I not just call them" With a deep breath, Charley brushed it aside "It'll be fine. They'll be here for a few days and then they'll leave"

"Will they know who I am?"

"No" Charley said unsurely "no. I don't think so"

"I should stay away for a few days, just until your parents are gone and then I'll come back" Bucky told her, getting up from his seat "I'll sneak into the house before your parents go in, through the window, just to get my stuff and-"

Charley reached up and grabbed his elbow, pulling him down. She had to use all of her muscles to do it but he fell back down next to her anyway "No" She snapped "They won't know who you are, if they do then you are free to run but they won't. I'll just explain that you're a friend who I met at work that needed a place to stay"

"It's not exactly a lie" Bucky thought about it.

"That's a good point. Even if they do find out they can't moan at me for lying" She smiled remembering their first meeting again. It always brought a smile to her face to think about it. She had been shit scared that night and now look at her "We'll say your name is James. They won't think that's suspicious"

He looked away to think it through but was quickly back up, smirking "I don't know. I liked the name Harry" Bucky teased and Charley rolled her eyes upwards, collecting their things together. She stuffed Bucky's pamphlets in her bag to save him from carrying them.

"It was the first name I could think of. I panicked!" They began to walk out of the canteen "Give me some credit; I feel I remained quite calm under the circumstances. Isn't that right, Harry?"

Bucky had to clutch his stomach to keep himself from falling over from laughing so hard.

A/N I feel this is kind of rushed. So I'm sorry if it's not the best chapter. Hope you enjoy anyway :D

Guest: thank so much for the read. Have you watched civil war yet? It's amazing. I've got a small plan of how I'm going to fit Charley into it

Lara Barnes: Thanks for the review/read :D I've got a plan for Civil war, I don't want to give too much away in the lead up to it because I know there's so many people who haven't watched it yet, so it'll be awhile before I start to write about it. I hope you like this chapter! :D

Sergeantjamesbarnes: thanks sooo much for the review.i'm glad you like charley so much its nice to know her character is appreciated. i owe a lot of my writing/grammar to my editor who works really hard to make sure I don't sound like a complete idiot writing. thanks so much for the review again