Lillian Barnes was never one for violence. She didn't mind violent movies or shows, but she hated seeing Steve coming over with bruised skin and bloodied lips, and she hated when her brother had to step in to fight off the attackers. She hated seeing others get hurt, and she didn't like to be in pain herself.

She thought the worse pain she would ever have to experience was losing her twin.

She was wrong.

Being held captive by HYDRA was the most excruciating pain she has ever had to endure. The endless torture from the machines the scientists put her through was mind numbing. Each punch, hit, and cut from a knife could be felt to the core of her being. Hearing her brother's screams from his own torture was made her relive memories, it made her ghost wounds hurt.

Everything hurt these days.

Hearing Lillian's screams made James go haywire. He knew that she would be put through hell for compromising this mission, but hearing her screeches of agony made things more surreal. He didn't know the reasons behind why she had stopped him from taking down the Captain, but he had full trust in her, and he knew whatever those reasons she had were good ones.

He sat in his chair, his wrists strapped down painfully, as he listened to the last of the whimpers from his sister in the chair across from him. She was having her memory wiped, just before his, because this was his consequence for not going through with the mission. He clenched his jaw and forced himself to look away once she had quietened down. As the nurses assisted Lillian out of her chair, he glanced over to her.

They made brief eye contact, maybe lasting only two seconds, but he saw a shift in her eyes and a twitch on her lip. He knew that not everything got erased from her mind, and that made him feel more at ease. Maybe he could remember something little, so he could help his sister in whatever she was planning.

Strong hands pushed on his shoulders, and he let his body fall back into the chair, mentally preparing himself for this torment. He watched his sister be escorted out of the room, probably being led back to their cell. His eyes didn't leave her, even as she had disappeared from sight. Even when the door slammed shut. The only time he stopped looking was when his eyes were forced shut, and he let out a loud scream.

Hours later, Lillian was sitting on her bed, well that's what they like to call it. It was more like a makeshift cot, but she would take what little was handed to her. She was sitting still, her eyes staring at the wall as she tried to recollect anything that may still be in her head. However, she wasn't met with much. All she knew was that something important had happened, and that they had wiped her mind clean.

She looked up when her brother was pushed in, watching him stumble towards her. He looked wrecked, like he normally did when his "treatment" was over with. She frowned for a split moment before her face returned to the usual emotionless slate.

James was staring at her, his eyes hard as he tried to desperately think of something. They rushed through his mind erasure, and he could remember bits of what had happened, but the more he stared at his sister, the more he knew that she didn't know.

"Нам нужно убежать (We need to escape)," Lillian whispered after minutes of tense silence. She knew something was wrong with the situation they were in. James snapped his eyes up, meeting her own cold stare, before he nodded once.

"Мы будем (We will)," he promised, his voice just as soft. He didn't remember anything from his past, but he knew that he was willing to die for his sister.

Steve sat on the couch in the Avengers tower, in the same room where that fight had raged on a few days ago. Though, you wouldn't know there was a fight because Tony had everything cleaned up within hours.

He had been searching endlessly for both of the Barnes after they slipped through his fingers. He hardly slept, he didn't eat, and he knew that the others were worried for him but he couldn't bring himself to care. He came face to face with the two that he never thought he would ever meet again until he was dead. Seeing them again brought up memories and emotions he had buried so deep down, he forgot he would feel this way again. He would be damned if he let them disappear again.

Being so lost in thought, he didn't hear Natasha walk up behind him, her permanent scowl being replaced by a pitied frown. She didn't know what he was going through, she couldn't pretend to understand his pain, but having her own demons inside made her realize how broken Steve was, and she knew she had to help him.

"Tony found a few more places where HYDRA could be at, he's sending surveillance out there now," she said, breaking Steve out of his trance.

He glanced over his shoulder and gave her a stiff nod before returning his gaze to his hands, where he held that locket he had been holding onto. Natasha let out a soft sigh and walked around the couch to stand in front of him.

"He was also talking about doing something to take your mind off of everything. I wasn't on board to begin with, but seeing you like this... I think it may be best if we do something," she continued as if there wasn't a lull in her speech.

That made Steve look back up at her, letting her have more attention. He furrowed his eyebrows, not quite understanding what she had meant.

"He suggested getting you up to speed on modern television," she said, giving him a small smile, "Movie night, or something like that."

He sighed heavily and licked his lips before returning a soft smile back to her. He knew that he was obsessing too much with finding them, but he couldn't stop.

"Yeah, sure. Movie night," he agreed, his voice soft and broken. He didn't want to stop his search for Bucky and Lillian, but he also knew that Natasha wouldn't take no for an answer, so he had to agree.

Natasha nodded, her smile widening a bit more.

"Clint may be joining us too, possibly Banner. Who knows about Thor or the others," she said, patting his shoulder before she started to walk away, "Everyone comes and goes. I feel like this is more of a hotel rather than a tower. Oh! Movie night at 7, so you got some time to wallow still, but we expect to see you for dinner."

Steve chuckled to himself as she left him alone once again. He was grateful for her, and for the fact that she didn't feel the need to hover over him. Taking one last glance at the locket in his hand, he stood to his feet and made his way to his room.

Unknown to either of the other Avengers, Steve was doing his own solo search for the twins, with the help of Jarvis. While the AI may be Stark's, he was pretty good at keep secrets and assisting.

He spent the next few hours going through years of footage of The Winter and The Soldier, finding out what their targets usually are, and where they hit the most. He tried to pinpoint cities and countries they spent the most time in, and if their targets worked for anyone or a certain company that tied something all together. It was tiring, and staring as a screen for such a long time hurt his eyes. But, it paid off in the end, because he felt like he had a pretty good lead to where they might be.

"Captain," Jarvis said, his voice cutting through his concentration, "Stark and Romanoff request your presence in the dining room."

Steve sighed heavily and glanced at the time, silently cursing himself in his head when he realized he was late to dinner. He turned off his electronics and hid all his information before he rushed out of his room and to the dining room, where several eyes turned to him as he entered.

"Ah, Captain," Stark said, giving him an easy-going smile, "So glad you have blessed us with your presence. We were beginning to think you forgot about us."

Steve flashed him a smile and shook his head before sitting in his usual spot between Banner and the empty chair that Thor would sit in.

"Sorry, I was caught up in something," he said, catching Natasha's stare from across the table. He looked away quickly though, because he didn't want to give anything away.

Dinner was uneventful. Steve chose to sit silently, opting to listen in other's conversations as his mind reeled over the new information he had learned about HYDRA, and where his friends could be hiding. He was ready to go hid back in his room until Tony made a big announcement about what movie they would be watching.

He let out a soft groan, which only Banner had heard, causing him to stifle a soft laugh.

"Really? Disney?" Bruce said as he made his way to the big living room area where everyone was getting situated for this torturous movie night.

"What's your problem, Banner? Got an issue with some good quality lessons and music?" Stark asked, raising an eyebrow at him, "Besides, we gotta start Mr. Red, White, and Blue out easy here. We can't just jump straight into Star Wars or Harry Potter. Gotta start slow and easy."

Steve rolled his eyes but couldn't help the smile that had formed on his face. For as annoying as Stark was most of the time, he knew that his intentions tended to be good.

"Which Disney movie?" he asked as he settled onto the couch, stretching his body out.

"Moana or Frozen?" Stark asked, and was met with a chorus of Frozen answers.

Steve stared straight ahead through the whole movie, his body unnaturally stiff as the music rang through the room. He heard the soft voices of his teammates sing along under their breaths as they also watched, enjoying the movie themselves. He wanted to enjoy it, he was sure the movie was decent enough to like, but he couldn't help but think of Lillian's warm eyes. The similarities between her and these two animated females made him think of her even more, and it made him upset.

Once the movie was over, he let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding, which didn't go unnoticed by everyone.

"What's wrong, Cap? Didn't enjoy the movie?" Stark asked, leaning forward so he could get a better look at him.

"Uh, no. No, it was, uh... good," Steve responded, looking over at him with a forced smile and a raised eyebrow.

"You, uh, sure?" Stark said, mocking him slightly, "What was wrong with it? Was it the whole ice thing? Is that still a touchy subject?"

Steve sighed heavily and rolled his eyes at that comment, but neglected to respond to him, so Tony just continued.

"Or was it the notion of love? I know that's a touchy subject for you."

"Tony..." Natasha said, her voice quiet but threatening. Clint and Banner knew about the fight against HYDRA that had happened, but neither of them realized what had actually went on between everyone.

"Does Cap need a nice warm hug to unfreeze his heart?" Tony continued as he got up to change the DVD's so they could continue their movie night. He smiled to himself when Clint snorted. No one really noticed how tense Steve was, and how angry he was becoming.

Tony turned to face his friends and smiled widely at Steve, who was staring at him with hard and unnerving eyes.

"C'mon, learn to love a little. I know new is scary, but you gotta learn how to eventually."

Steve abruptly stood up, his heart hammering in his chest as he tried to control his anger against Stark.

"That's where you're wrong, Stark. I was in love once, but my heart died with her," he said, his voice even but full of anger.

He felt eyes on his back as he stormed out of the room, but he didn't dare turn around. He was hurt, and angry. He was in love with Lillian, and seeing her again earlier this week made all those feeling surface once more. Old wounds opened up again, and it made him emotional and vulnerable.

Was his outburst necessary? Probably not, but he couldn't help himself. Tony was egging him on, he knew that. He knew that Stark was impulsive, and not in control of his mouth most of the time, but he was annoyed with how he handled that situation. Clint and Bruce did not know anything was going on, and now he was going to have to tell them what was going on. He didn't really want to, but he had to explain himself.

He let out a long and angry breath out through his nose before collapsing onto his bed. He was exhausted now, all of his energy drained out of him as soon as he entered his room. This was something he would deal with tomorrow.

He was pretty good at putting off his problems until later. It usually caused more issues later on though.

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