A thousand thoughts ran through Kara's head. Could this be real? Was Misha telling her the truth? She couldn't believe that Bucky would have killed her parents. This had to be a lie. Kara dried her tears and walked over to Misha. Bucky stayed on the ground, his mind locked in a heated battle with his memories. He'd been wiped clean so many times, he couldn't see this memory at all.

"I'm telling you the truth," Misha tried to wiggle free from his restraints as Kara walked behind him. She pulled the blade she had on her belt, holding it to his throat.

Bucky looked at her just in time to see her, pressing the blade hard enough to bring blood. Kara's green eyes narrowed in on Misha as she squeezed the handled to the knife. "Tell me the truth. I've seen visions of him since I was ten and not once did I see him kill my parents."

Misha let out a chuckle as he tilted his head back. "You were sick. You got the flu and were in the hospital. The doctors had you knocked out, so naturally you wouldn't have seen it. But it's true."

She lowered the blade just a little as she thought back to that winter and things just weren't adding up for her. Bucky walked over to the desk, reading the code. His eyes quickly scanned over the message that Misha was sending out. It was some sort of military code that hadn't been used since WWII.

Kara watched him for a moment as she tried to figure the truth for herself. "You're right. My parents did die the night I was in the hospital. Before I'm willing to buy what you're selling, you need to answer three questions."

"Okay. Ask me anything," Mr. Belov stopped fighting the restrains as he gave Bucky all his attention. Bucky had taken the box out from under the desk and was going through the maps and papers inside.

The papers did make Kara curious, but she had to have answers to her questions before she joined Bucky. She moved the knife and walked around to face him. "Alright. One, where was Jenny when my parents died? Two, what month was it and three… when did you find out about me and what I can do?"

Misha licked his dry lips before he answered her, giving her a brief smile. "Jenny was at a school debate, it was December and your grandfather told me when you moved in."

Kara slumped to the floor, looking so defeated and hurt. Misha whispered for her to untie him before Bucky turned his head, holding up a piece of paper.

"Kara… come here," he said in a demanding tone, but she stayed on the floor. He placed the paper on the desk and looked at Mr. Belov. The smile on the old man's face made his heart sink to his stomach. It was true. He killed her parents. All of this didn't matter at the moment. The paper he found and the truth of what was really going on here did.

When Kara finally lifted her head, her lips bore a beaming smile. Her green eyes nearly sparkled as she walked over to Bucky and gave him the knife. She placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned forward. "Kill him. Bucky... he killed my parents. I'm sure of it."

Bucky cupped the back of her head with his flesh hand, pulling her face into his neck as he gripped the tang of the blade and sent it sailing through the air, right into Misha Belov's chest.

Kara gripped Bucky tight around the waist as his metal hand stroked her back. "How did you know he was lying?"

"He was right about everything but one thing. My grandfather never knew my secret. Only my grandmother and she never told a soul except me and my mother. Only the women of my family know that secret. My grandfather never thought my parents' death was an accident and now I know the truth," she looked up at Bucky, seeing the crystal blue of his eyes looking directly into her heart.

"The paper. It's a list of people that Hydra want to assassinate. You're on it," Kara took the paper, looking at the names printed there. She recognized the names on top of the list, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff but seeing her written there was a little unsettling.

"I need answers," she said as her eyes continued to scan down the paper to her sister's name.

"No. I won't let you go," Bucky held her a little tighter, hoping she'd change her mind.

She kissed him softly as she stroked his face. "I have to take this paper to my sister and get some answers. I promise I'll return to you. Stay here and stay safe."

They stayed embraced for a few minutes longer before Kara pulled herself out of his arms, leaving him in the barn. She raced to the truck, leaving the gym bag for him and left before she had time to change her mind.

She was gone. He wasn't sure why he let her go with all the danger out there waiting for her. Maybe he should have gone with her, maybe he should have just stopped her. There was this defiance in her eyes, one that told him she would be alright. He understood if Hydra found him, they may capture him again and there would be more lives lost.

Bucky made quick work of burying Mr. Belov's body. He refortified the farmhouse, boarding up the windows and securing the doors. After bringing the radio into the house, he placed the maps on the walls and spread out the rest of the paperwork on the kitchen floor. There were plans on the Hydra underground, a mission to take over the planet through S.H.I.E.L.D. and a list of humans with special abilities. A memory flashed in his mind, one of the last missions he was on. Hydra was going to kill all those that would, could or did oppose them. That's why they needed Captain America dead and that's why he was trying to stop him on the aircraft. Hydra still had this list and was using their undercover operatives to take out these threats. Kara could very well be stepping into a trap. They could have already killed her sister and she would be next. He left the farmhouse with only Kara's wellbeing on his mind. He needed to save her, to save himself. She had rummaged the gym bag, taking only one handgun. Bucky smiled as he lifted it to his shoulder and began to run towards the old barn. Misha Belov's work truck was sitting just on the other side of the barn with the keys in the ignition.

~~OO~~

Tears filled Kara's eyes as she drove away from Bucky. She wasn't sure if leaving him was the right thing to do, but there were too many unanswered questions for her liking. Bucky could handle himself, but finding out Hydra was in her backyard growing up made her worry that Hydra would be back soon and she had to return to Bucky as quickly as possible.

She turned the radio on to take her mind off of the situation. The song was a classic and Kara started singing along with it. It wasn't Sunday morning and the day most defiantly hadn't been easy, but the song was a much needed distraction. Before Kara got into the city, she stopped at a small electronic store to purchase a prepaid phone. She tucked the phone in her pant pocket and drove until she came to the park. The ruins of S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters loomed in the distance as she sat there, contemplating on making that phone call to Jenny.

Part of her couldn't make that call. The 'what if' game played over in her mind until she was near the edge of insanity. She picked up the phone again and was about to dial it when she saw a black SUV pull up beside her.

"Shit," Kara said as she tried to slink down in the truck seat. The doors opened and Jenny got out with a man with an eyepatch. Kara remembered the man. He had given her car keys back to her the day that all hell broke loose.

"Ms. Bennett," the tall, dark skinned man said as he approached the truck.

Kara sat up and slowly opened the truck door. Jenny ran to her, tossing her arms around her sister. "You scared me to death."

"Sorry. I needed some space," Kara wasn't sure if this was S.H.I.E.L.D., but the man in black sort of gave it away. It was good to see her little sister again and knowing she was protected calmed her nerves.

"Kara, I'm Nick Fury. We need to talk," he placed his hand on her shoulder and she side stepped him.

"I need to talk to Steve first," Kara squared her shoulders as she glared back at the tall one eyed man.

"Alright," Nick said back as he escorted her to his vehicle. Once they were inside, Kara felt a little uneasy. She hoped beyond hope Jenny hadn't spilled the beans about her.

The SUV drove down to a museum that should be closed at this hour. Nick got out, holding the door open for her. "Steve will be her shortly. Let me show you in."

Jenny stayed in the SUV while Nick and Kara went inside. They walked pass the WWI and WWII exhibits before they stopped at the Captain American exhibit.

"Is there a reason why I'm meeting Steve here?"

"Because, I need some answers," Steve stepped out of a darkened alcove with this very long look on his face.

"What is it you think I can answer for you?" Kara needed to make sure she could talk to Steve privately without coming right out and asking for it.

Steve placed his hand on the small of her back as they walked over to Bucky's memorial. Kara couldn't look at it, couldn't look at the face of the man she had started to fall for. Steve took her hand and pulled her to a bench as her eyes began to tear up. "I want to help, Kara, but I can't if you don't let me in."

"Is it safe? Is S.H.I.E.L.D. safe? Can the people you work for be trusted?" Kara gave him a stern stare, needing him to give her direct and honest answers.

"I'm working on making sure it is. Right now, it's me, Natasha, Nick, Sharon, Sam and Jenny. We're trying to put it all back together. We all have jobs to do and I need you to do your part," Steve placed his hand on her shoulder and she began to cry.

"Why am I and Jenny on a Hydra hit list?" she didn't look up at him, she couldn't. Steve had this deep sadness in his blue eyes that nearly matched her own.

"I'll have Jenny brief you on what happened. I know what you can do, see the future. If you have any visions, you have to tell me. Jenny thought maybe you went after the man you saw. That man," Steve pointed to Bucky's image on the glass memorial.

"I ran because I got scared. I've seen things, seen people die. I want to help, but you can't cage me in. You have to let me do my own thing," she wiped her tears and walked over to the memorial, her fingers tracing over Bucky's face.

Steve walked up behind her, placing his large hands on her shoulders. "He's my best friend. My brother in every way. He's out there somewhere, Kara and I have to find him. He's lost… been lost for a long time. I know it's his face that you've seen. You've probably seen the worst of humanity, but I'm one of the good guys and so is he. He just doesn't know it yet. Please, trust me."

Kara turned to face him, his large bulking figure looming over her. "What did Jenny tell you about me?"

"Just that Hydra wants you because you get visions or dreams of the future. They see you as a threat because you can see what they'll do before they do it. For that, they can't let you live. Nick wants to sequester you in a safe house, but that would leave you a sitting duck. I'm going to give you this, it's a tracker. Jenny is a trained agent, so as long as you're with her I know you'll be safe. If you ever need me, push the button on the tracker and I'll find you. Kara… you get a flash, a glimpse of anything, especially Bucky… call me." Steve placed the small black box in her hand, his large hand covering hers. She looked down at the tracker, wondering if it was already working and he had tricked her. Steve had trusting eyes, an honest face and all around good guy image so she was going to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"Can I have a moment?" she asked as she tucked the tracker in her pocket and Steve nodded his head. She turned to look at Bucky's image and knew there was no turning back now.

Jenny was waiting on her when she walked out. Nick and Steve as well as the other SUV's were gone. Jenny took her hand, pulling her down the stairs to the waiting SUV. Kara opened the passenger's door to take a quick look inside. When she found it empty, she scooted into the seat.

"You can trust them, you can trust me. I know you're scared and I haven't exactly been honest about what I really do for a living. We're sticking together until Captain Rogers calls me back. Keep your phone and tracker on you at all times, okay? My apartment is being watched and you can't go home either. I've been staying with Nick, but he's leaving on his own mission. Where do you think we should go?" Jenny looked over at her and Kara had seen that look before. Jenny was the best at being coy. She could get answers without asking any questions at all.

"Anywhere is good with me. Can I get my truck first?" Kara was hoping to retrieve the gun she had underneath the truck seat, but Jenny shook her head, driving past the park.

"It's not safe, Kara. We'll stay at the apartment above the gym. You still have the key Jim gave you?" Jenny turned the SUV towards the freeway when just a flash of a vision hit her. It wasn't enough to cause her a full out mental breakdown, but it still jolted her. She could see Bucky driving towards D.C., looking for her. The old beat up work truck was parked outside her apartment and Bucky was being pulled out unconscious. She shook off the vision and quickly answered her sister.

"No. Jim's granddaughter stays there now. We can stay at my place tonight, then we'll hit the road in the morning. I have the tracker so one night will be safe. Maybe stay at Aunt Leigha's place tomorrow." Jenny smiled, nodding her head. Kara was glad Jenny was starting to lighten up. All this spy shit was really getting on her nerves and having her sister more or less interrogate her was starting to piss her off.

"One night, Kara. Pack a bag and we're out first thing in the morning," they pulled up to her apartment building and Kara ran out ahead of her. She stopped at the front desk, asking the night clerk for her spare key.

Lily smiled at her, getting the key from the lock box. "Lock yourself out again, Kara?"

"You know me," she smiled back at her as she took the key and joined Jenny at the elevator. Jenny kept her hand on her sidearm, acting a little jumpy. "We're in deep shit, aren't we?" Kara fumble the key through her fingers as Jenny looked straight ahead. She watched as her sister mindlessly tapped her index finger on the back of her gun.

The elevator doors slide open and a large, muscle bound man got off. Jenny's eyes locked on him, following him until he walked out the doors. Kara could see how tense her sister was, how tight her shoulders looked. Jenny was usually so easy going, even in stressful situations. Jenny ate stress for breakfast and laughed in the face of chaos. Kara was a fucking mess after their parents died, but Jenny took it all in stride and kept Kara calm.

Seeing Jenny like this now made Kara worry she had bitten off more than she could chew. She knew Bucky was on his way here, to her apartment and from the brief vision she had, he was in danger. She had to keep an eye on the front and keep Jenny from freaking out. "Jenny?" she called out to her sister and they entered the lift. Jenny stayed nearly immobile the entire ride up and didn't relax at all after they entered the apartment.

Kara did as Jenny had asked her and went directly into her room to pack a bag. She tossed some workout clothes, sweater, extra shoes and underwear. She wasn't sure how long she'd be 'on the run', so she just took what she had too. Jenny walked in with a protein shake, handing it to her.

"Have you eaten?" Jenny took a sip of hers, smiling as Kara took hers.

"No, I haven't… thanks," Kara took it, finding it this whole ordeal odd. She took her bag and tossed it on the couch as she made her way over to the kitchen table. She could see the front of the building from her fire escape, so she made her way out there. Jenny came out, still sipping her shake.

"Don't stay out her long. We're gone at first light. I mean it, Kara," Jenny walked back into the apartment, leaving Kara alone with her thoughts.

She picked up the shake to take a drink when it shattered in her hand. Kara quickly jumped to her feet when another bullet whizzed past her and through the window. "Jenny!"

Kara's heart was hammering hard in her chest as she turned to go back in. She was almost through the window when she felt a hand grip her ankle. Her green eyes turned to see a dark figure pulling her towards him or her. She swirled around, landing an impressive foot on her attacker's face and the top of her foot was stinging as she used the back of her heel to clock the large intruded in the chin.

When a metal hand came up to grab her foot, she nearly sank to the floor of the fire escape. "Bucky?"

Jenny came racing out, her gun drawn. All Kara saw was the silver of gun Jenny's slide back with a loud crack. The bullet bounced off Bucky's metal arm as he raised it to defend himself. Jenny fired again as Kara screamed for her to stop. The moment seemed to go by in slow motion as Kara watched bullets zip by. She turned her head just in time to see a smoking gun in Bucky's hand and the horrifying sound of her sister's skull being ripped open.

Kara tore herself from Bucky's metal grip, screaming and crying. "You bastard!"

Bucky lunged forward, taking her by the waist as she slapped and punched him. He let her hit him, let her call him all sorts of names. She didn't understand, she couldn't see what he saw.

"Kara… look," Bucky gripped her face, making her look at the body lying on her living room floor. Where Jenny's face had been was now a woman she didn't recognize at all. Bucky let go of her to walk over to the body, taking a metal disk from the stranger's temple. "It's a morphing disc. She was never your sister. Not sure where Jenny is, but we'll find her. Go get your shit. We need to go."

Bucky waited for her to return, hoping they could get out of here before S.H.I.E.L.D. or Hydra showed up.

Kara ran back with her bag over her shoulder. She lifted her teary green eyes to him as she showed him the blinking tracker in her hand. "I'm sorry, I panicked. He'll be here soon. We have to go." She placed the tracker on the fire escape as they both raced down it. Bucky nearly pulled her into the truck as he slid into the driver's seat. He started the rambling wreck of a truck and headed down a few back alleys.

Soon, several black SUV's were at her apartment. When a motorcycle passed by them as they made the turn towards the freeway, Kara knew it was Steve. She was on the run again, without giving Steve any of the answers he was so desperate to have. "Steve just wants to help. Maybe he can. We might need him to find Jenny." Kara's blood ran ice cold when Bucky turned his steely blue gaze at her.

"Steve can't help. What we have to do… what I have to do… Steve can't do. There will be blood and I won't have that on his hands." Bucky needed to keep Steve separate from his battle with Hydra. Steve was still one of the good ones, someone he knew he would need if he was ever going to be whole again. Someone that could save Kara if he fucked up.

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