A month in and they found their own kind of normal in Bucharest, most people that saw them thought they were a couple and they never corrected anyone. It was the perfect cover. Let other people make up your story and you just go along for the ride. It was far easier than having to stick to a script. Pretending to be a couple came quite naturally to the pair and so no-one thought to ask otherwise about them. Emily had slowly been helping Bucky with his memories. He could now remember quite a bit of his life before Hydra, he remembered Steve, or rather moments of him being there. Both she and Bucky had managed to get jobs. He worked collecting tickets on the trains and trams in the small district they lived in and she worked at the local charity centre. The jobs didn't pay much but it was enough to live on and to be able to enjoy a few treats now and then like more books for herself. Most of which had turned out to be cookery books as she had found out that cooking calmed her when she'd been having a bad day and Bucky was a hopeless cook.

Emily was pondering over just how different their lives were now and how much she had come to trust Bucky over the last month, whilst she was cooking when the man himself walked in. She smiled over at him as he pulled off his coat and toeing his boots under the small table by the door.

Bucky watched as she turned back towards the oven. They had been here a month now and in that time she had managed to bring him to life. He felt lighter and even happy. She was his everything. He walked over to her and without letting himself think too much he reached around her and turned the stove off and then took the spoon from her hand.

"Bucky what are you doing?" She asked with a bemused smile.

"If you're uncomfortable tell me to stop." He kept his tone light but he needed her to know he was serious. He put his hands on her waist, pulling her towards him. Emily could feel his breath ghosting over her lips, she let her hands rest on his arms as he moved closer to her. When his lips brushed softly, almost timmedly over hers. She slowly ran her hands up over his shoulders and slipped her arms around his neck. Letting her hands run up into his hair. Emily had never been kissed like this. She had only known lies and this was pure with nothing hidden in it. She kissed him a little harder and felt him moan against her lips.

Bucky sighed inwardly thanking god that she hadn't slapped him senseless for this. He ran his hands down her sides to just under her backside before scooping her up and sitting her on the breakfast bar. Emily wrapped her legs round him as he lifted her. She found herself groaning in pleasure at the feel of his firm body against hers. Bucky pulled away from her and began to slowly kiss her neck and nibble on her ear. She was lost in his ministrations finding them too much, but not enough all at once. As she felt Bucky's hands wonder once again, this time towards the hem of her shirt she stiffened up. It was only for a second but he had clearly noticed it,

Bucky backed off again this time he stayed just within her reach but kept his hands on the counter at the side of her. "Would like me to stop?"

"No. It's just, there is something I should tell you."

"You don't want this?"

"I do. It's just I've….never…."

Bucky looked at her then, she may be 26 years old, but she had lived at Hydra her whole life, she had never known a normal life. He knew she had kissed guys when she had been undercover, but it had never gone further than that by the sounds of it.

"You sure you want to…."

"Yer, I do. I mean it's just gonna be us for…"

Bucky kissed her again, he had noticed she had a tendency to ramble when she didn't know what to say. He stepped closer pulling her by her thighs so that she would once again wrap her legs around his hips. "We'll go slow." He whispered as he lifted her up again this time he held her looking into her eyes. He waited for her kiss before continuing their journey to his room.

As he carried her through the doorway he kicked the door closed. Bucky kept his kisses light and his right hand ran small circles around her back hoping to keep her calm. He set her on the bed as softly as possible, she looked up at him with a slow smile and he kissed her again. His kisses were slow and languid, full of love and care right up until the point when he felt her tug at his shirt. Smirking he pulled it over his head and watched as she slowly explored his chest with her fingertips. Each touch sent a shiver running through his body.

He ran his hands to the edge of her shirt again and she allowed him to remove it. Her ample breasts bounced slightly as her top was pulled over her head and he was enraptured by the smoothness of her skin. "Beautiful." He stood up and gently pushed her back until she was laying in the centre of the bed. "Tell me to stop and I will." Bucky said kissing her ear before setting a trail of feather light kisses and nips down to her breasts and then further towards her stomach. By the time he reached the hem of her shorts he had her panting and shifting underneath him. Looking up at her he saw her pushed up on her elbows watching him with pupils blown wide and chest heaving.

Emily had a small amount of knowledge about sex from the tv shows and books she had been watching and reading. She hadn't thought that she would get a chance at experiencing this, but now with him between her legs she couldn't wait to find out what it was like. "Please."

Bucky pulled her shorts and knickers off, she sat up a little further and started undoing his trousers, she didn't want to be the only one exposed, he stood and removed both trousers and boxers before kneeling in front of her again. Bucky ran his palms over her thighs as he watched her settle back. He kissed and nipped at her pelvic bone before moving towards her slit. The first swipe of his tongue was light and slow making her jump but soon Bucky was working her at a pace that had her hanging over a precipice with something building inside her. When the wave hit her she yelled out his name. The experience of her first orgasam from another person had taken her by shock and it felt even better than she had thought it could.

He looked up at her and she smirked grabbing his hand and pulling it down beside her before she slipped off of the bed, his breath caught, at the feel of her fingers wrapping gently around his cock. She might be new to all this but she knew what she was doing was right as he bucked his hips into her hand. Emily moved her hand in time with Bucky's hips until she slowly lowered her head and slipped her tongue out to lick the very tip of him. Bucky jumped and moaned. She continued to lick at him before taking him into her mouth as fully as she could. His hips stopped but his moans grew louder as she bobbed her head faster. His hands made their way into her hair, her hands moved to his arse, her nails digging in.

He pulled her off him and pushed her back onto the bed, he crawled beyond her legs and lent forward to kiss her, running his hands up her body slowly he cupped one of her breasts, rolling the nipple in his fingers, he could feel her moaning slightly into his mouth. The feel of his metal arm made her shy away at first it was cold against her skin. He ran one of his hands further down working its way to her clit, she was moaned into his mouth again. He finally slipped his fingers into her and she bit his lip slightly.

"You ok?"

"Yes, just a little odd that's all." she panted.

He moved his mouth to her breasts, her moaning was starting to drive him wild, he removed his fingers and moved himself between her legs so that he was hovering over her. "This might hurt at first, just move with me."

Emily nods at him, he pulls one of her legs up, and pushes into her. She gasps as the sharp sting of her hymen breaking. She digs her nails into Bucky's back and hisses at the feel of him stretching her. He stopped waiting for her to adjust to him before slowly starting to move together. Before long the pair were moaning, their breathing becoming heavier with every thrust. Bucky kissed her, whispering just how good it felt and moaned at the feel of her rackeing her nails down his back. He could feel her tightening around him, he felt his release following her.

They laid together afterwards, Bucky pulled her close.

"You ok? I didn't hurt you, did i?"

"No, i feel a little sore, but no Bucky you didn't hurt me."

A short while later he felt her move next to him and watched her as she pulled on his t-shirt and her shorts and walked back to the kitchen. He changed the bed covers and when he made it to the kitchen, she was dishing their food up. Afterwards as they were watching TV Bucky looked over at Emily, she was asleep, he picked her up and carried her to bed, he covered her over and went to his bed.

Emily woke in the middle of the night, she realised that at some point in the night Bucky had carried her to bed. With a smile she turned over and tried to go back to sleep but the memories of what they had done earlier that evening had begun to replay in her mind. Eventually realising that sleeping was a lost course she got up and went over to the small bookshelf by her bedroom door. She was about to head back to bed with her newest book when she heard muffled moans from the room next door, Bucky's room. Setting the book down she tiptoed over towards his door that he always left slightly open. Though it was dark inside, the light from the street lamp outside gave enough of a glow for her to see him writhing on the bed, his legs tangled in the thin sheets. Slowly so as not to startle him she walked inside, sitting down on the empty side of his bed she reached out and touched his hand. At this Bucky jumped, he turned to look at her with blurry eyes. "What are…" He croaked before she cut him off.

"You were having a bad dream." Emily said simply.

After a minute Bucky moved over slightly and she climbed in next to him, he wrapped his arms round her. Within a few minutes the pair fell asleep, it seemed that they slept better together.

They spent the next few months like this. It was a normal person's routine and normal to them was special. Getting up every morning to go to work, coming home at night when Emily would cook and Bucky would slip into his room until dinner was made to practice his memory techniques. Each day he remembered more and more and would share everything with Emily.. They had begun to share the same bed, they no longer pretend to be a couple as they had fallen into actually being one. Emily realised fairly early on that though she loved Bucky she wasn't in love with him and wasn't sure if she ever would be. They had a great time together, she was helping him slowly remember his life before Hydra and he was helping her to adjust to a life outside Hydra's control.

It dawned on Emily one day that this might be their lives forever. After all they were on the run, it wasn't like they could explain their lives to anyone. She could neither be sad nor truly happy about it as Bucky did make her happy. He brought her flowers everyday and he did try to make their lives as normal as possible.

A few weeks into their odd relationship she had decided she would do something for him, something that a man of his time might have done. Waiting until he went out for his run like he always did on a Saturday morning, once he left she started making them a picnic. When Bucky came home she pushed the picnic basket into the gap between the fridge and the living room door hoping that he hadn't spotted it.

Bucky placed his running shoes on the rack and headed to the kitchen where Emily was clearly trying to hide something. He places his hands on her hips and kisses her cheek. "What are you doing?" He asks with a smile looking to the fridge and seeing the basket.

"I thought we could go for a picnic." Her voice was hopeful not knowing whether or not he would be fine with the idea.

"Ok, can you give me a chance to shower before we go?"

"Oh yes, cos you skint Mr Barnes." She laughed while pretending that he smelt truly awful by pinching the tip of her nose.

"Oh really?" Bucky pulls her into his very sweaty embrace. Smirking as she squeals. He pushes a stray hair off of face and kisses her.

"Go for a shower!" Emily giggles pushing him lightly. "I'll be ready when you come out."

Bucky goes and Emily changes into a summer dress, she packs everything into a basket and pulls a blanket off the sofa. When Bucky comes out of their room and spots her he half wishes he hadn't agreed to leave the flat. The thoughts that dressed placed in his mind would be difficult to get rid of that was for damn sure. She looked beautiful and her beauty only increased when she turned round and smiled at him.

"Are you ready to go?"

Emily picks the basket and blanket up and heads towards the door. "Yes, but you won't be carrying that."

"It's not heavy Bucky."

"Not the point." He said, taking the items from her.

Emily adored these moments when Bucky's past life would show and the gentleman soldier would shine through. Heading out she described a little area in the local park she had found the other week and that would be where they would be heading. When they found it she spotted a beautiful spot under a tree, Emily took the blanket from Bucky and laid it down in the shadow of the tree and then started unpacking the food. The food was simple. A few sandwiches, grapes cheese, crackers and a piece of homemade fudge cake each.

Bucky sighed in contentment as he finished the last of the cake crumbs from his plate before leaning back against the tree behind him. Emily lays against his chest after throwing the rubbish in the bin just across the path from them. She had no idea how long they laid there, she couldn't remember even falling asleep, but she must have as she quite clearly remembered it only being one o'clock when she had rested her head on him and now it was half two. .

"Well look who's awake." He said smiling down at her.

Emily stretched, cat like, before curling into his side again. "Sorry about that."

"Don't be." Bucky kisses her forehead. There was a moment of silence before Bucky spoke up again. "Can I ask you something?"

She turned to face him. "What's on your mind?"

"Are you happy? I mean do you like our life? I know you have never known anything outside Hydra."

"Bucky, of course I'm happy I love our life. It's perfect."

He gave a small smile. "Don't you want to see what else is out there? You've only ever known a life with me."

"Oh." Emily hadn't really thought about what else was out there or ever looking for anyone else. She cared only for keeping them safe and was happy to be with Bucky. "You're my best friend, and I'm so happy to have you in my life. Who else would understand everything we've been through."

Bucky pulled her to him and kissed her. He understood what she meant. They loved each other, but it wasn't that head over heels love. They loved each other as they needed each other. Emily had become his best friend though, she understood him in a way no one else could.

She looked into his eyes. "You look lost in thought."

"Just thinking about us."

"Oh really?!"

He noticed the gleam in her eyes, ever since their first time together she had become insatiable. "Here?" Bucky was shocked. Yes he enjoyed sex, in fact he loved it but out here? Anyone could walk by.

"Why not? There's no one else here." Emily shrugged looking around with a smile.

"If we get caught, it's all your fault." He said giving in as he watched her hands moving towards his belt, unbuckling it quickly.

He gave a shaky sigh as he felt her hands undo his trousers and straddle him. He ran his hands up her back, scooping her hair up in his metal hand and pulled her head back exposing her long cream coloured neck. He kissed the hollow of her collar bone as she lowered herself onto him. He loved the noises she made when they were together. She ground against him, her hips gyrating as she rose up above him before sliding her tight cunt slowly over his shaft. She was beautiful, perfect. The feel of her wrapped around him sent all other cares flying from his mind. She took every inch of him over and over setting a quick pace. He released her hair and let it fall over her face. Emily flung her head back running her fingers though the long tresses, as she pushed them back Bucky leaned forward gripping her hip with one hand and her right breast with the other. The cold fingers of his left hand caused her nipple to rise and poke at the material of her dress. Emily began to ride him harder as he plucked her nipples and nibbled at her collar bone. She ran her hand in his hair and kissed him hard. It wasn't long before she fell apart in his arms when Bucky began to play with her clit. He was so close it was almost painful, but there was no way he would allow himself release before her. Emily didn't move out of his lap as she felt him come undone inside her. Slowly caught her breath and leant down to kiss him, more softly this time.

"So what were you thinking about?" She said with a content sigh.

"How it's gonna be me and you till the end. Who else would ever understand what we've been through."

"No one, but you'll always have me." Bucky kissed her then.

…..end of chapter 2