After escorting the small blonde man from the halls to the elevator, he went back to walking around listening to the chatter in his ear of the others. Steve was talking to some big-shot producer. Natasha was still talking with Tony the random words in Russian, making fun of him to herself and Bucky. Clint and everyone else had already turned off their earpieces. Then, a minor alert went off in his ears. " I'm sorry to disrupt everyone from the party, but it seems we had an unauthorized individual walking around floors 6 and 8. My servers were now able to connect and see him and run all necessary protocols. " Fridays voice filled his ear.

Bucky sighed, reaching up and turning on his mic. " I found a blonde male 5'4 wandering the north halls on floor 8. I sent him back to the party. " He reported in. He could hear Steve fretting over the mic now wanting to do a sweep and look for Bucky's blonde he had discovered.

In Bucky's opinion, the male was beautiful in a sweet, resigned way. His eyes looked like oceans and seemed to make Bucky want to give him whatever he wanted and like he could read everything about you. What caught Bucky's attention was that he hadn't been afraid the whole time they were up here together. He had looked panicked when he grabbed his arm but had calmed down after. Simply stated, he didn't like touch. Bucky could relate. He didn't like many things right now, including touch, loud noises, crowds.

" My servers report that the male's name is Ezra Jamie Davis. He has a minor criminal record of hacking and one robbery. He was not invited to The Avengers annual winter party but showed a false ticket at the door and was permitted entry. " Bucky could hear the others ending the party. Order from someone to meet in the common area kitchen to discuss how the hell this happened. He followed the order to find everyone but Natasha, Steve and Tony were in the room waiting. He took a spot to stand against the wall near the door with enough space to survey all the entry points.

" The man entered at least two rooms that didn't have any security in them. " Tony stated, walking in and throwing up on the projection screen to show a bit of footage of 'Jamie ' walking around almost lazily as he looked into every room he deemed interesting. " Friday full report so we can know who we are dealing with. "

There was a pause before info started flying across the screen about the male caught Buckys attention.

" Ezra Jamie Micheals 28-year-old male went to Grand River High school in West Virginia for two years before dropping out, has an IQ of 169 with an eidetic memory. He took online classes for a few years before dropping off and disappearing. He has an address registered under his name seven blocks from here. " The AI lady states.

Bucky looks around at different pictures. Friday was able to pull up on the man. A few were award shows, others school photos, and his license. A very lovely fill of the male's childhood picture till about a year ago with the most accurate to how the blonde looks now. With his

" So, what's the plan? He basically broke in, and we have no way of knowing why he was here or if he made it out with anything from those rooms. Not that there's anything significant in the conference room. He could have also been here trying to test if he could break in and out undetected. " Steve sighs, glancing at Bucky. " Did that guy say anything to you? "

" Yeah, he told me Stark's party sucked and that his name was Jamie. He also said he was sobering up, but when he got closer, he didn't smell like booze at all, so I just figured he was a huge lightweight looked small enough that it could have been true. " he shrugged, glancing over at Steve. " Are you gonna arrest him? "

" Yeah, we're gonna arrest him for breaking and entering and having no standards. My party was amazing," Tony grumbles, earning a grin from Clint. " Guys apartment is shabby. Probably best if only two of us go be less of a hassle and more discreet. "

Natasha nodded. " So who wants to go, and are we going tonight, or do we have time to sleep? "

Tony nodded. " I guess we could wait for tomorrow morning, catch the bastard by surprise. "

Yeah, probably for the best. Bucky sighed, taking one last look at the male one before making his way out of the overcrowded room and to his and Steve's apartments.

I was half asleep at this point, I had been awake since I got home reading more and more about Bucky Barnes before and what happened to him as the winter soldier, well, some. A noise from outside the window caught my attention. Multiple car doors were being slammed shut, which wasn't a familiar sound around here. I glanced out the crack in my blinds, my eyes finding four black SUVs parked along my street in front of my apartment building. That can't be good. I could just barely make out the frame of Captain American; stood next to him was a more petite woman with red hair. Shit, the Black Widow. I tried to think as my mind connected the dots. Why the fuck are those two here? I watched them make their way into the building entrance disappearing from view.

I snapped into action; moving quickly to my front door, I applied all the locks onto the door before shoving one of my chairs in front of it. Honestly, there is no chance of stopping their entry, but maybe it will give me a couple of seconds to get out the window at least. I scurried around my living space, a duffle in one hand as I shoved clothes and everything important to me into the bag. It wasn't much.

I jumped as a fist connected with the door in a surprisingly gentle knock. I froze for a moment before grabbing the last few things as silently as possible. " Ezra Micheals, we know your in there. Open the door, please, we just wanna.. talk. " a deep voice called from the other side of the door. The wavering and pause on that final word signaled he was lying. Yeah, bullshit, there would be no talking, and I was not opening that damn door so that I could be arrested or whatever they have planned for me.

I moved back into my room and opened the window I could hear the door bending now as someone began trying to force it open. Deep breaths, Ezra heights won't kill you today. I stepped out onto the fire escape. My bag strap pulled over my shoulder as I began the descent down, quickening when the crash from inside signaled that the door and chair finally gave in. " Ezra Micheals!" Why was he shouting my name like that? I didn't respond to the Captain, only looking up for a second to take and breath when my eyes met the Black Widows as she peered down at me. She seemed perplexed but intrigued.

I jumped the last few steps sending her a wave before taking off towards the back of the building, away from where those cars were sitting out front. I heard someone else descend the fire escape, too loud to be her has to be the fucking Captain. I sped up, pulling my hood over my head. I just needed to get somewhere busy.

The footfalls of the blonde were loud as he advanced on me. Gym class was important. Why did I skip it every day when I was in school? I should I start working out. I pushed myself to run faster. I could see a crowd forming around a street performer and easily maneuvered through them. Steve had the opposite luck from the sounds of voices protesting his run through them. Could I lose him on the subway?

I raced down the stairs into the underground of New York, sliding down a few of the handrails. " Micheals, stop!" No thanks, I choose life. I pushed off the steps and jumped over the turnstile. The train was my beacon of freedom. I raced towards the doors watching as the doors were beginning to close; I just barely made it as I slid between them, turning back to watch as Steve came to a stop outside the door. Our eyes met as I tried to catch my breath. The immature Child in me raises my middle finger to the man before waving as the subway takes off.