A/N* Hi :) Most of this chapter I've had written for a week or two but I hadn't gotten around to finishing it yet. I'm very excited about what's happening next chapter, many of you may or may not see it coming, it's not Thanos though...yet ;) *laughs evilly*.

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They walked down the street, backpacks in hand, and before long they had left the inner city and were on the edge of town.

"Not too far now" Aubrey murmured and several minutes later a cottage appeared on the horizon. Aubrey stiffened as she remembered the night that she had been taken.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Bucky asked her.

"Mhmm" was her answer as they skirted around the fencing that surrounded the whole property. They easily climbed over the tall chain-link fence and Aubrey remembered that it used to be electric fencing. Instead of going through the front door, they came through the basement one, in case there were cameras or operatives in the building. Aubrey ran her hand along the leather couches as they came to the stairs. Bow in hand, they crept up the stairs and Aubrey puffed a breath out of her lips at the sight. Her mind played various memories from before. Of friends having sleepovers, her family visiting, and of her kidnapping.

"It happened here...didn't it" Buckys quiet voice echoed through the room as they clocked it for cameras and listening devices. Aubrey gulped and came forward to where they had surrounded her all that time ago. She crouched and her fingers skirted the light-colored wood before standing and looking at the rest of the room. The dining table was to her left, the kitchen behind her, and the living room to her right, along with her bedroom and the spares. The front door was directly in front of her. Everything was neat and tidy.

"My parents must have had it cleaned and just left it. 'might still be in their names" she wandered around the room, noting the jackets that hung on the coat stand and the shoes piled neatly on the floor, all her size and vaguely familiar. Her mind flashed as she remembered the men coming into her house, the gunfire and smoke. Aubrey's teeth chattered as she turned to look at Bucky, his face had paled and he was staring off into space. Aubrey frowned and came closer, her combat boots clicking on the wood flooring.

"Buck?"

He shook his head and looked at her. "I was here that night...outside..in case you ran. But you never got the chance."

Aubrey puffed a breath out of her lips again and shook her head sadly. "You didn't know"

"I should have" he snapped, taking Aubrey back.

"Everything alright?"

He sighed and rubbed his forehead " 'm sorry..I'm..okay for now...just a headache."

"Alright," she said quietly as she headed for her bedroom door. The doorknob squeaked as the door creaked open and Aubrey's eyes took in the room. Her bed was rumpled slightly as if someone had flopped onto it. A desk sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to her left and various furniture pieces dotted the room. She'd only been living here for two years before Hydra had taken her. Yet signs of her presence were strongest in her room. Aubrey wandered over to the walk-in closet and went in, turning around to admire what she had painted on the inside of the door. Swirling colors covered it, they danced and twirled before forming into a mountain scene. The scene seemed to drip onto the rest of the closet and Aubrey caught glimpses of other paintings as she shuffled around the dusty clothing. Bucky had stayed in the main room and she was thankful for that. Quietly Aubrey took a moment to close her eyes and breath in the familiar scent of her room...her house...and the remnants of her past life. Yet somehow….she found herself saying that she wouldn't change anything that had happened..not even for the chance of a normal life. Without Hydra then she and Bucky would never have met...instead he would be shouldering the guilt of Hydra alone. Aubrey was jolted from her thoughts by her phone buzzing in her back pocket, fishing it out she recognized the caller I.D and answered it.

"Hello?" her voice sounded tired yet strong.

"Aubrey? I've been wanting to call you but I didn't know if it was safe...and..and I was so worried. And-"

Aubrey felt a smile ghost her lips at the thought of someone worrying about her. "Mom, I'm alright. Buck and I are far from Sokovia"

"Are you hurt?"

"I was, but I'm fine now. I heal really fast."

The tension in her mother's voice had eased but not completely. "When are you coming home?"

Aubrey ran a hand down her face and in that moment she felt as old as the stars themselves. "Mom...Because we were in contact with the Avengers and were on international television...Buck and I need to go into hiding for a few weeks."

"Oh-" the sound of her mother's disappointment broke Aubrey's heart.

"But there is something you can help me with. I need the names and numbers of all of my friends from before."

"Can I text them to you?"

"Yes, do you need me to come get Glacier?"

"No….I will get the names for you-" her mother was silent for a moment "-and Aubrey?"

"Hmm?"

"Be careful, we all love you too much to be able to bear losing you again."

"I will love you too mom" The call clicked off and Aubrey fiddled with her phone for a moment before making her way back to the main room. Bucky was standing rigidly on alert for any sign of danger. Aubrey put her phone on the kitchen island before heaving her backpack on.

"'M thinking about running by my parents to get the remainder of our gear" she murmured.

"When?"

" 'don't know..maybe sometime tomorrow"

Bucky shrugged before pacing over to stand by one of the windows, Aubrey could tell from his posture that he was anxious.

She frowned "What's wrong?"

Bucky sighed before running a hand down his face "I have this horrible feeling that somethings going to happen." he paused and looked at her "I don't want to see Steve...I can't" turning away Bucky watched out the window suspiciously. Aubrey padded over and sidled up beside him.

"If something happens..and Captain America...or Hydra come….I'll distract whoever it is while you run."

Bucky shook his head stubbornly and looked at Aubrey, something hard in his gaze. "No. I won't leave you. If anyone comes then we fight together."

Aubrey growled under her breath "Ridiculous" before saying a bit louder.

"If Captain America comes then you have to go. Otherwise, he will not let you go. Do you hear me?"

Bucky turned to her and frowned. "No, I don't think I do. If they come then you fly us away."

"And if they have Falcon?" She couldn't understand why he was being so annoying about this.

Bucky grunted at her and turned away, muttering unintelligibly under his breath. Aubrey rolled her eyes at him before going into the kitchen and shuffling around in the cupboards. She pulled out a can of peaches and used her talons to open the can before popping several into her mouth.

*Omaha Nebraska*

Sam Wilson watched as a car pulled back into the driveway, he had been here all day watching the house for Cap. And just as Sam had predicted, no one of interest had come. So either Cap's information was wrong or the Soldiers had gotten back and were laying low inside. His commlink chirped and he shifted, the leaves of the tree rustling around him.

"See anything Sam?" Cap's voice sounded in his ear.

"Nada. Cap are you sure this is the right place?"

"Yeah but I'm working on finding Eagle's house."

"Do you have a location yet?"

"Almost."

Sam sighed and told Cap he would head back to their make-shift base. He turned and took into the skies, his mind wandering to the endless search that Cap had been conducting. Even though he would never say it out loud to him Sam often thought about how if they wanted to be found they would come. Just as they had come to Sokovia and disappeared after. Before he knew it, he was landing behind the abandoned warehouse and plodding his way inside. Cap was sitting in one of the main rooms, his ancient flip-phone held up to his ear, and a laptop perched on the desk in front of him. Cap nodded to Sam as he searched the cupboards for something to eat. He found a box of graham crackers and opened it eagerly, taking no time to start munching on the crackers. Cap hung up and turned to look at Sam, who was watching from his spot on top of a desk. Sam's eyebrows rose in question, noting the excitement shining in his eyes.

"Tony thinks he found it"

"So..what... We go check it out tomorrow?" Sam watched the sun start to set through a window.

"I think we should go now, they could be gone by tomorrow-." Cap stood to his feet and picked up his shield. "-You don't have to come Sam. You've already helped so much."

But Sam held up a hand and shook his head, chuckling "You think I would give up the opportunity to show that my wings are better than hers? C'mon Cap, I thought you knew me better."

A grin plastered itself on Captain America's face as they started heading towards the house.

Aubrey's P.O.V

Aubrey silently padded through the house, making sure to constantly check the windows. Bucky's feeling of restlessness had spread to her. She couldn't help but wince at the nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach. Something was coming. Finding her wings she quietly put them on and felt her nerves calm slightly, but not completely. Bucky was sleeping in the guest bedroom without windows and she was on watch. Her hand wandered to her bow and she fingered it before deciding to gear up in case something did happen. Her movements were quick and graceful as she finished strapping on her knives, throwing stars and arrows for her bow. A sound outside made Aubrey jump and she hurried to the side of a window, her goggles forming over her eyes. She tapped the side, turning on heat vision before scanning the area. Nothing….yet.

Something was coming...it had to be….

Super Soldier senses never lie.

Aubrey made another round of the house, her hands fiddling with her bow the whole time. But a whirring noise stopped her in her tracks. Vaguely she recognized the noise...from a fight long ago. Aubrey zipped to the guest room and she shook Bucky's shoulders to wake him. He shot up and read Aubrey's posture, knowing immediately that something was wrong.

"Was ist es?" [What is it?] He switched to German, something they had agreed to do if anything ever went wrong.

"Ich höre...das Geräusch von Jets" [I hear...the sound of jets]. Aubrey pushed the rising panic away as Bucky frowned.

"Wie ein fliegender Jet?" [Like flying jets?]

"Nein…. Wing Jets"

Bucky's eyes widened and he shot to his feet, gearing up. Aubrey quietly packed their bags and listened as the noise became closer and closer. Turning she met Bucky's gaze and whispered.

"You go out the basement door and I'll go out the front door to distract them while you go."

He opened his mouth to argue but Aubrey spoke first.

"I'll be in contact by tomorrow evening. Please Buck, just do what I say"

He groaned "I don't like this" before fishing something out of his bag and handing it to Aubrey. "I want to hear everything they say" his last words were hushed. He gave Aubrey a weak smile before disappearing down the stairs. Aubrey fingered the small commlink before putting it in her ear and saying

"Wait until I say firefly before going." She vaguely heard Bucky's grunt of acknowledgment over the commlink before she went into her bedroom and chucked her backpack out one of the windows, it landed in some bushes and she made sure to remember the spot for when it was time to go. She let her combat boots click on the flooring as she made her way to the front door and turned on her heat vision. Immediately Aubrey saw a winged figure hovering at the end of the path, another figure on the ground beside the flier. She knew that if she didn't intervene soon that someone would go around back. The two took several steps forward and Aubrey decided to change the plan. She silently climbed out of the window in her bedroom before using the shadows as cover to get to the front porch. There she positioned herself, bow drawn and arrow notched, waiting for them to notice. The sun had just slipped beneath the horizon but the moon shone brightly overhead as the houses outdoor lighting flicked on. Revealing the figures to Aubrey and she to them. They stilled as she took in their faces. Captain America, level fifteen. Bucky's friend. Sam Wilson, Falcon, Level eleven. Another Flier. Aubrey waited quietly as they cautiously approached. Falcon landed and walked beside Captain America, seeming to sense that any other movement would anger her. Both stopped several feet away as Captain America started to speak. Aubrey muttered under her breath, too quiet for normal ears. "Firefly"

"We don't want to hurt you. We've been looking for you for a long time"

Aubrey knew that he most likely couldn't care less where she had been. He only wanted Bucky. Her voice echoed through the clearing "We both know it's not me you're looking for"

She could have sworn that Falcon snickered at her words and she hoped that Bucky was moving quickly.

"She gotcha there Cap" he cut in but Captain America ignored him.

"We just want to talk. We didn't surround the house, no one else is here….Please" Aubrey felt bad for Cap, he had lost his best friend and just wanted to see him. But she knew that Bucky was far from ready for that.

"You are a danger just being here. Have you ever thought that maybe he isn't ready to be found?" Aubrey brought her bow down slightly but kept her hands on it just in case.

"He knows that I'm here for him. He has no reason to hide."

She felt a flare of anger at Captain America. He didn't understand what they were going through and never would. She paused when she heard Sam whisper to Cap.

"I'm picking up a heat signal moving quickly away from the house. I think she's stalling."

Caps frowned and watched Aubrey carefully for a crack in her armor. But she held strong and returned his gaze with a steely one of her own.

"He will find you when he's ready," Aubrey growled, sensing that it was almost time to go. Cap shook his head

"No, you don't un-"

Aubrey's gaze snapped to him and she jumped off the porch, snarling "No, you don't understand. You want your best friend back but he's not here. Your friend from all those years ago is gone. The person who emerged from Hydra is very different from the one you knew. But Bucky doesn't know who he is now, we both are still figuring it out.-" She paused, taking in a breath, and realized that her hands were shaking. "-You don't know how many times we've both woken up screaming because we remember things we've done. You don't understand and never will. When Bucky is ready he will come back to you. Until then..just let us be." Aubrey heaved a breath and felt her eyes hot with unshed tears. Cap whispered something unintelligible to Falcon and he nodded before taking off. Aubrey knew where he was going and she flared her wings before shooting into the sky after Falcon. She shot in front of him and crossed her arms as he skid to a hovering stop.

"I can't let you go any farther" Out of the corner of her eye, Aubrey watched Captain America skirt the house before going in.

"You know he won't stop" Falcon spoke, his voice ringing through the night.

"He won't but I won't let him get this close again." Aubrey put finality into the words, feeling guilty for bringing Bucky back here.

"He's gone then. That was him."

Aubrey nodded and sighed heavily, flapping backward until she had gotten several steps away from Falcon. He seemed to sense her uneasiness and nodded respectfully to her. "Take care of him and I'll take care of Cap."

"Alright...-" she hesitated but her next words popped out by themselves "-But my wings are better" A wicked grin shown on her face as she dove to the bushes and hauled her backpack out, Falcons last words ringing through the night.

We'll see about that!"

With one last longing look at her house, Aubrey flew into the dark night. Yet even though the danger had passed a foreboding feeling was nagging at the back of her mind. Aubrey tried in vain to ignore it but before long she became paranoid, changing course every few hours and flying in zigzags. Her mind kept circling to the same words

Something was coming….Something more than Captain America...Something worse...much...much worse.

Super Soldier senses never lie...