Metal fingers move a tangle messed of dark curls from a tiny forehead. Sarah stirred in her sleep, stretching out her little arms as her father doted over her. These small moments of serenity gave him hope that he can grasp a little slice of normality for himself. His self-imposed exile from Kara only brought him sleepless nights and an ache in his heart that festered like a sore.

"Can you watch her while I go for a walk?" Kara stepped out of the bathroom as she twisted her hair through the back of a ball cap.

"Where you off to?" Bucky asked as he pulled a blanket over his waking baby girl.

"Out. Don't worry, I got this," Kara tucked the small handgun in the back of her jeans and slid Bucky's jacket on. He gave her a curious glance, but didn't question her sudden need to get some fresh air.

Bucky rose up from the bed, his bare chest and broad shoulders, making it hard for Kara to walk away. Staying and making love till noon was always an option, as long as Sarah cooperated. She had something she needed to do and it had to be done soon. Bucky's loving embrace gave her strength, kept her safe and offered her a home she never wanted to be without, but today she'd have to walk away without feeling those arms around her. He dipped his chin near his chest, looking back at her through his long, dark lashes. "Don't go too far. Kara… I mean it. You don't speak the language well enough and you aren't familiar with the surroundings. Stay close."

She gave him a quick wink as she tossed a diaper at him. "I will, Dad."

As she walked out of the apartment she could hear Sarah start to cry. A small grin crept over her face at the thought of Bucky on diaper duty. She skipped down the steps, making her way to the exit. The sun had just come up, giving the city around her a misty, orange glow. A man smiled her as he walked by with a cart of food, the newsstand across the road had just opened and the market was filling up with life.

She tucked her hands in the jacket, lowering her head as her feet followed the path from her vision. The vision of the man with the sinister grin came to her again and this time she meant to find out exactly where and what he was up to. That particular path lead to an abandon building with a dilapidated roof. Kara looked around the outside, before stepping through a door that was barely hanging on by its hinges. The sound of dripping water echoed back at her as she walked down a narrow hallway. Words written in Romanian were all over the walls, making her wonder what they said and if they were some sort of warning.

A light dimly illuminated a darken room just ahead of her as she approached it slowly. It was the lab she'd seen in her vision before, but it looked like a bomb had gone off from the charred remains that lay about. Her visions weren't always things that had or would happen, but a version of what could happen. Her mother told her once that her gift gave her the ability to change the future. Perhaps the plans Zemo had for the liquid they were making here had been set back or canceled all together.

A glint of light reflected from something nearby. Kara glanced over her shoulder, finding a tube of clear liquid rested up against the wall, somewhat hidden under a blackened crate. She wedged it free, smelling the contents inside. A vision came to her, blinding out everything but the view before her.

"If you can't make it more powerful, then I have no used for you. It's not working anyway. I was for certain he was in the city, but if that were the case this should have driven him mad by now. I'll find him myself, no thanks to you," Zemo tossed a round silver device up towards the ceiling and ran for the door. A bright light filled the room as the device exploded, killing everyone inside and destroying any evidence of what they were doing there. He stood outside looking at the burning building, clutching his cell phone. "I will find you and when I do… the game is on."

Kara caught her breath, as if she'd been held under water. "What do you want with my Bucky?" The face that had haunted her visions for weeks now was imprinted on her brain. If she were ever to see him again, she would put a bullet between his eyes.

It was more important than ever that she and Bucky kept a low profile. This mad man couldn't find him or their family, she wouldn't him take away their happiness.

With what little Romanian she knew, she headed to the market to purchase Bucky some plums and make them some breakfast. It had been a month since she'd fled the life she knew for a life here, in a country that wasn't her own. Waking up beside Bucky, wrapped in his arms and being devoured by his kisses would always be worth any price to her, for as long as she drew breath.

Walking up the stairs, she could hear a baby crying rather loudly. She ran up each flight, finding a woman she didn't know standing outside their apartment door. The woman smiled at her, asking her something in Romanian. Kara opened the door, finding Bucky walking back and forth with a screaming Sarah over his shoulder. "Come to mama," Kara took her child while Bucky handled the woman outside.

He came back in, running his hand through his hair. "She's helps at a daycare and wanted to know if we needed any help. I told her we're fine."

Kara placed the nipple of the bottle in Sarah's mouth, seeing the frustration etched all over Bucky's face. "Are we safe here? Do you think she'll tell anyone about us?"

"We're good here," Bucky walked over to her, wrapping an arm around her as she cradled their child in her arms. Bucky smiled down at his sweet little girl, wondering if he'd ever get a hang of being a father. "I tried feeding her, but she wouldn't take the bottle. I changed her diaper, tried walking with her… she doesn't like me, Kara."

Kara couldn't help but roll her eyes at Bucky. He pulled his eyebrows together, staring back at her. "She loves you. You're the only one that can get her to sleep and she stays asleep as long as she's lying on your chest."

Bucky gave her back the biggest, sweetest smile that made her heart melt slightly. She loved him more than life itself and just when she didn't think she could love him more; he proved her wrong. The fear that they would be found out or discovered, and their family would be torn apart hung over them daily. Bucky wanted to put fail-safes in place for that very reason.

In the weeks to come, he packed both he and Kara an emergency bag, placing his under the floor boards of the apartment and hers behind the fire extinguisher in the hallway. They both hoped they never had to use them, but Kara couldn't shake the feeling they would. She kept the fact she'd seen Steve in a vision, finding them in their home. All Kara could hope for was if that vision came true soon, Steve would protect them from whatever was coming for them.

That night, Bucky went over the layout of the city, making sure Kara knew every entrance and exit. If he were ever taken, he was going to make sure his girls made it out safe. He didn't have to worry about Kara defending herself or being about to handle a gun, she was in top physical shape and was well trained. There was no such thing as being too prepared, so he would make time every day to train with Kara to keep them both sharp. This wasn't the existence he wanted for Kara and Sarah, not at all. They should be in a house by a lake with green rolling grassy lawns and completely carefree. He was grateful Kara loved him as much as she did, but that too would be another penance he'd have to pay for later. She deserved better and if she hadn't fallen in love with him, maybe she'd have just that.

~~OO~~

Bucky sat on the floor of their apartment, the air a little cooler as it whisked through the window. "Come to daddy," he told his wobbly baby girl as she giggled loudly. Kara let go of her as Sarah took one step, then another, her toes bunching up and her arms flailing. "You can do it."

"I've been trying to get her to walk all day and you open your arms and there she goes," Kara smiled back at her man, capturing the look of love and endearment that lit up his face. He often bore that look when he watched Sarah play. She'd left her arms, saying Da-Da over and over until Bucky picked her up and tossed her in the air, making her laughter fill their tiny home.

Kara's eyes filled with tears as Sarah took the last step into her father's embrace, her little hands clapping as his hands held her gently and his lips kissed her tiny cheek. "Da-Da… "

"Say Mama, Sarah," Bucky could see the look in Kara's eyes and how just a little piece of her wanted to hear those words. Sarah was very much a daddy's girl, she slept near Bucky, only fell asleep for him and recently would only let him feed her. She had a stubborn streak just like her mother, one they found out quickly. Kara swore there wasn't much about Sarah that wasn't her father, except maybe her green eyes. That was the one physical trait that Sarah bore from her mother and it was the one that Bucky loved most. It was those green eyes that held his heart, kept him calm and called him home.

"It's okay, Buck. She'll say Mama soon enough. What do you have planned for tomorrow? I have to go to the market, if I'm going to make her a birthday cake next week. Can you believe she'll be one soon?" Kara stirred the pot of soup on the stove, looking over her shoulder as Sarah walked to her father again.

"Time has flown by for sure. I'll go with you, got a few things I want to get, too." Bucky picked Sarah up in his arms, stroking the back of her head as she rested her head on his shoulder. He had always hated the part of him that Hydra made, that they used to kill so many innocent people, but when Sarah rested her head there, the metal appendage finally felt right.

They had their dinner with Sarah falling asleep in the highchair Bucky had made for her. Kara watched the way Bucky gently lifted her out and placed her on the mattress next to their bed. He knelt down by the bed, stroking her head as he kissed her forehead. There was a softness in his eyes and a gleeful smile that covered his face whenever he looked at his little angel. Kara had seen that look on his face before, he'd sometimes get lost in her, but this was pure and utter joy that shined from his face now.

She cleaned up and joined him by Sarah's bed, taking his hand and leading him to their bed. Bucky's smile turned into a seductive grin as he sat on the bed, pulling Kara down with him. Their lips collide as his hands run under her shirt, gliding his metal fingers up the curve of her spine. Kara straddled him, her hips grinding down on him, feeling the hardness in his pants. She wrapped her arms around his neck as Bucky ran his nose up her jaw, licking around the shell of her ear. A shiver rolled over her, sending pulse after pulse of pleasure to her apex. Her panties are instantly soaked as Bucky pulled his hands from her back, placing them on her shirt and ripping it from her body. The cool air of the apartment breezed over her exposed flesh, her braless clad nipples automatically peddling.

"Bucky… I want you," she whispered into his thick neck as she placed greedy open mouth kisses there. She could feel the hum of his pulse as she suckles just below his ear. He bucked up at her, pushing his erection against her jeans. The rhythmic motion of her grinding and his thrusting was driving them both mad with want. Bucky's lips claimed her shoulders, his hands rubbing up her sides as he worked his way to the round, pert nipple waiting for him.

"Mine," he breathed out as he closed his lips over the tip of her round breast, making her arch her back. His tongue licked at the sensitive nipple as his hand worked the other one between his nimble fingers. Pangs of desire began to cover Kara, coursing through her body as the heat of her need settled between her legs. Bucky's metal hand eased down her side, over her hip and down to the button of her jeans. Pulling herself from his lap, she stood up and pushed her jeans and panties down to the floor as quickly as possible. Bucky reached out, letting his hands glide up and down her naked thighs.

Kara sat back down over his legs, watching as he pulled his shirt over his head, making the muscles of his arms and stomach flex. She bit into her bottom lip, wanting so badly to lick each and every inch of that chiseled chest. With the shirt discarded, he returned to running his fingers over the soft flesh of her legs, inching his way towards the ginger mound before him.

She shook her head as she unfastened his jeans and slowly slid her hand inside. Bucky lets out a moan as he twisted his eyes shut. "Oh… Kar… more."

Her fingers eased down his length, her palm curling around the massive girth. He stopped touching her, leaning his body back towards the mattress. His head tilted back, his mouth gaping open as her hand began to move up and down the shaft, so tortuously slow he began to buck up into her fist. A smile crossed her lips when she felt the wetness of his precum cover her fingers. She smiled back at him, knowing she had him at her will.

Stroking him a few more times, Kara leaned towards Bucky, letting her tongue return the pleasure he had just given her. Bucky opened his eyes, the blue now a dark brewing storm of lust and need. Bucky pushed her off just long enough to pull his jeans and boxers to his ankles. Kara pushed at his shoulders, sending him to the bed and climbs back atop of him. "Tell me what you want, Buck." He gave her a sideways smirk as he kicked his clothing to the floor.

Her ginger hair hung down, sliding over her alabaster shoulders and covering her breasts. Bucky's hand covered her cheek, his thumb brushing over her heated flesh. "You. All of you, Kar."

As she placed her wet opening over him, his hands gripped her hips, guiding her down until she had taken him in to the hilt. His fullness stretched her, sending a quaking so strong she thought for sure her body would come undone. A sudden jolt of pleasure made Kara light headed as she began to move swirl her hips. Bucky's fingers dug into her flesh as her breasts bounce while she worked her core up and down his massive length.

"Hmm… Buck…" His hard manhood felt so good deep inside her as he stroked her velvet until her skin prickled all over. Placing her hands on his chest, she thrust down hard, taking more and more of him inside her with each gyration. Bucky could feel the ball of tension getting tighter in his belly. His body was crackling with sexual electricity that was only generated by their union.

A blast of heat washed over the both of them, Kara's belly clenching as her core spasm so violently she began to shiver. Bucky felt her walls clamping hard around his cock, taking the bliss he was feeling and turning it into a mind blowing climax.

"Kara, faster!" he shouted out as his legs quiver underneath her, his hips thrusting upwards. A primal growl left Bucky's lips, snapping the tension deep within Kara and releasing the deluge of her orgasm, soaking them both. She fell forward against his sweaty chest, her core still pulsating as he pulled out.

Smiling and satisfied, Kara rolled over to the bed to see the most breathtaking vision she'd ever seen. Bucky was lying there, his chest heaving, his body glistening as he gave her the most beautiful smile. He was beauty incarnate, every inch of him perfection. She rolled back over to him, placing her lips at his ear. "This is how every night should end."

He gave her a little chuckle as he spoke to her in Romanian. "Sunteți respirația mea, lumea mea și tot ceea ce contează."

"What does that mean?" she asked as she ran her fingers through his long, dark, wet hair. He gave her another heart-stopping smile as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead.

"You are my breath, my world and everything that matters," Bucky closed his eyes, feeling so content in that moment he feared all of his would be ripped from him and his world would be plunged back into darkness.

Kara saw the frown lines in his forehead and stroked his cheek. "Remember what you told me. Even if we're not together, you'll always be in my heart. I take you and Sarah with me, wherever I got Bucky Barnes… wherever."

He kissed her lips tenderly, ready to have his way with his beauty again when Sarah woke. Her tiny cry echoed through the room, until Bucky stroked her little back. "Shh... my little love, Daddy is here."

As Kara dress and made some mashed bananas for her hungry child, Bucky went about trying to calm their bundle of joy. By the time Kara had the bowl of fruit ready, she turned to the bed to find Bucky fast asleep with Sara nuzzled up to his chest. She sat the bowl down on the counter, wishing she could capture this moment forever. As she slipped into the bed beside them, she couldn't shake the feeling something bad was about to happen. Her intuition was rarely every wrong and this was so strong she wondered when the ax may fall and ruin her happiness.

Thanks for the support and the reviews. I will be including parts of CA: Civil War in the next chapter - spoilers ahead if you haven't seen the movie.