"Steve, can you give me a haircut?"

There was dead silence in the kitchen, my Dad comes over and stands by him. "Sure, did Hydra ever give you a haircut?" My Dad winces.

Bucky laughs. "Yeah, I wouldn't let them though. I remember shoving the scissors down the mans-" He paused and then he laughed. "Never mind."

My Dad smiled. "Peggy, watch the noodles. Come on Bucky." He waved him into the bathroom.

I smiled. My Dad looked so happy! So I watched the noodles. After a few minutes I heard the sound of a razor being turned on and a few soothing words. Then my Dad and Bucky walked back into the kitchen.

My Dad smiled. "He looks just like how he did in-" He stopped. "1943."

Bucky didn't look to happy about his new haircut but he sat back down on his stool. "Thanks." He said.

I poured the noodles in the strainer and started heating up the sauce. "It looks great, Uncle Bucky."

He winced. "Thanks. How long are you going to keep calling me Uncle?"

"Um, forever?" I shrugged.

He looked down at the counter top. "I'm not really your Uncle though."

I sighed and sat down acrossed from him. "Tony, Pepper, Clint, Natasha, Thor, Jane and Bruce aren't really my Aunt and Uncle's but I still call them that." I sat a glass of water infront of him. "Even if I am dating Jake Stark."

Bucky spit out his water. "You're dating Stark's kid?" He turned to my Dad. "Do you know about this?"

My Dad grimaced. "Unfortunetly yes, I do. They don't do anything bad though. I don't really trust Anna and Skaar though." He mumbled.

I laughed. "They still won't tell me what they did."

My Dad's eyes widend. "They did somthing?"

I handed him a bowl of spagettii and set one down infront of Bucky. "Yeah. But Anna was on her phone most of the sleepover and I personally don't understand mine." I grabbed a bowl for myself.

My Dad slurps up a noodle. "Then why did I buy it?"

I shrugged. "So I can call you?"

Bucky watches us in amazment. "Steve, you've raised her right." He mumbles.

Dad gives us a watery smle. "She's still a kid Bucky."

"Hey!" I wipe spagettii sauce off my mouth. "I'm sixteen!"

Bucky laughs. "Hey Steve, remember when I was sixteen?"

My Dad laughs. "Yeah, you were shipping off-" He stops in his sentence and clears his throat. "We still had sleepovers. We put the couch pillows on the floor, it was wild."

Bucky smiles. "That was right after- You know what? Never mind." He focuses on his spagettii.

I put my bowl in the sink. "I'm done. I'm going to my room." I kissed my Dad and Bucky on the cheek, who flinced.

But instead of going to my room, I hid behind the wall of the bathroom and listened to their conversation.

"Bucky, she really looks up to you." I heard my Dad say.

A scratchy voice replied. "Yeah, and I don't know why."

I peeked my head around and looked at my Dad who placed a hand on his metal arm. "Bucky. You saved my life."

Bucky pulled his arm away. "You were my mission, and I failed."

My Dad pulled Bucky closer. "Bucky. That doesn't matter anymore."

Bucky pushed his chair away. "Steve, you don't know how bad it is with them. Every fucking mission, they wiped my memory. When that one mission where you reconized me, it all started coming back. Then they wiped my memory-"

I didn't listen to the rest because I snuck back into my room, unable to listen to more.

I picked up my phone. Jake had texted me.

Hey Babe! Would you care to join me at Stark tower for a night of video games and sibbling wars?

I smiled and texted him back.

I would love too! I'll ask my Dad. How will I get there?

He texted back almost immedietly.

Would an flying with me count as transportation?

Hell yeah! I'll ask my Dad but leave out all the flying stuff!

I opened the door and walked into the kitchen. "Hey Dad, can I go to Jake's?" I asked.

My Dad's eyes were red. "Sure, sure whatever."

"Thanks." I walked out of the kitchen and into the livingroom where I texted Jake.

My Dad says it's OK, when will you be here?

Look out the window.

"Jake?" I ask as he touches down on the sidewalk.

"Hey Babe!" I opened his metal arms. "Are you ready to fly?" His helmet flipped open.

I smiled. "Yeah!"

Jake looked me up and down. "You look nice today. Come here."

I blushed and crawled between his metal arms. "Thanks."

"Are you ready?" He squezed his metal arms around me.

"Yeah!" I said as he took off.

"So, how's Bucky and your Dad?" He asked as we spotted Stark tower.

I sighed. "It's like a conversation of nerverminds. My Dad is crying all the time and Bucky is starting to remember more. But somtimes my Dad looks happy."

"Oh." Was all he said. It was silent once we touched down on the landing pad.

"Did you guys upgrade it?" I asked.

Jake threw himself down on the couch. "Yeah, want to see Marie and Chloe wrestle?"

I sat down next to him. Chloe and Marie are his older sisters. Marie takes after Jake and Uncle Tony while Chloe fallows her mother. "Sure."

Jake started talking to Jarvis. "Hey Jarvis, tell Chloe that Marie stole Chloe's new sweater."

Jarvis responded. "Are you sure, Jake?"

Jake threw his arm around me. "Oh, I'm sure."

I turned to Jake. "How do you know that Chloe got a new sweater?"

Jake rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Everytime she gets new clothes, she has to show it off." Jake shrugged. "This is my revenge."

I laughed as Chloe and Marie came pounding down the stairs, yelling at the top of thier lungs.

"Marie! I told you not to touch my stuff!" Chloe stomps her sparkly foot.

Marie wipes motor oil out of her hair. "I wouldn't touch that hidious thing for all Dad's money!" She wipes the oil on Chloe.

Chloe recoils. "You bitch. This was five hundered dollers for this skirt!"

Marie laughs. "Well, when I sell this new car I am working on, I'll give you five hundred dollers to fix that god ugly face of yours!"

Chloe crosses her arms. "I wasn't going to tell you this but I slept with your boyfriend."

I think my jaw hit the couch cusions.

Marie is shell shocked. "Are you fucking serious! Me and Dylan have been together for ten years!"

Chloe grabbed a tissue and smuged the motor oil. "You're dating Dylan? I thought you were dating Ryan!"

Jake laughs into my neck. "She's not very smart." He mumbled.

All this needs is popcorn.

Marie rubs her forehead. "Are you kidding me? You're dating Ryan! You are an idiot- what are you two doing here?" She looks at us.

Jake blinks. "What are you doing here? And, Chloe. You slept with Ryan, how many times is this?"

Chloe raises an open hand but then lowers it, seeing me. "Oh hello Peggy! How are you?"

I hesitate. "Good, you have motor oil on your face." I motion to above her eye.

Chloe shrieks and runs into room- ahem, I mean loft, still screaming.

Marie scowls. "I'm going to work on my car."

Jake leans into my neck after she leaves. "I love you for putting up with my family."

I scruff his hair. "It's actually pretty entertaining."

Uncle Tony walks into the room. "What's entertaining?" He belches.

I look over at him. "Chloe and Marie fighting."

Uncle Tony holds out his drink. "I heard that she fucked Marie's boyfriend?"

Jake sighs. "Chloe got her and Marie's boyfriend mixed up. She slept with her own boyfriend."

Tony sighs. "I'm going to talk to her." He turns in the direction that Chloe's bedroom is in.

I stop him. "I wouldn't, she got motor oil on her face."

Tony sighs. "I'm not going to deal with that. I'll be in my room, watching TV."

After he left, Jake pulled me in for a kiss. "I've been wanting to do that since I picked you up."

I blushed and curled into his neck. "Me too."

My phone buzzed in my pocked, it was my Dad,

Coming to pick you up, be there in an hour.

"Shit." I mumbled and threw my phone down.

Jake turned my head to his. "What's wrong?" His blue eyes worried.

I waved him off. "My Dad's coming in an hour to pick me up."

"Fuck." Jake cursed. "Come on, I want to show you somthing." He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the garage.

sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was at the beach for three days and next week I am going camping for a full week so don't expect any updates! Review!