Bucky's POV

He didn't know what made him reach down and brush her hair out of her face, he just did it. He watched her sleep for along time, and she looked so peaceful. The more he was around her, the more he was starting to remember. When he hugged her yesterday, he remembered kissing her for the first time. It hit him so fast he started shaking.

She had this life now, a life that he wasn't a part of. He was dangerous, and he could hurt her if he snapped. If he turned into the soldier, he could kill her. He picked her up and took her to her room, laying her down softly on her bed, covering her up.

Bucky woke up the next morning pretty relaxed, having gone back to sleep pretty easily after putting Ally back to bed. He went out to the kitchen and found coffee that Steve had made before he went on his run. Ally came padding down the hallway a few minutes later, rubbing her eyes.

God she's so cute in the morning. She's cute all the time.

"Morning Bucky." She said in a sleepy voice. "Mornin."

She poured a cup of coffee and stood across from him at the island. "Did you put me in my bed this morning?" She asked, taking a sip. Bucky nodded. "I didn't want you to sleep on the couch. Is that okay?" He asked, feeling unsure if he should have gone into her room. She nodded. "Yeah it's fine, thank you Bucky." She smiled at him and started pulling out food from the fridge and pantry. "Do you like waffles?" She asked him. He shrugged. "I don't know, don't really remember."

She stopped what she was doing and turned to look at him. "Oh." She said, her face dropping. Bucky got up and walked over to her, noticing she looked like she was going to cry. "Hey, it's okay." He told her softly. She shook her head, leaning her head into his chest. He wrapped his flesh arm around her shoulders, refusing to use his metal one.

"No Bucky, it's not okay. This isn't fair! They took everything from you. They took me, they took Steve, your arm. You don't even know if you like waffles or not!" She cried into his chest. Bucky moved his hand up into her hair, running it through her beautiful purple locks. "I know. But I'm getting some of it back. Slowly, but it's there. You're helping. Steve's helping." He pulled back to look at her. "And hey, maybe if you're waffles are good, they'll help me remember." He wiped a tear from her face.

"I'm sorry." She said, sniffling. "I shouldn't be crying into your chest, you shouldn't have to take care of me."

"I don't mind doll, really, takes my mind off other things." She looked up at him when he said 'doll'. He didn't even realized it had slipped out.

"Doll. I've missed that." She said, closing her eyes. "Okay. Waffles. Coming up." She moved back to the counter. He watched as she set her phone to play some strange music Bucky was not used to. He smiled as she bopped her head along to the music, mixing the batter in the bowl. Steve came back from his run and went straight to the fridge and chugged a bottle of water. He seemed to know whatever tune she was listening to, grabbing her hand and spinning her out and back in. Bucky felt a pang of jealousy at how close they were. But he didn't deserve that. He didn't deserve to be happy like that. Not with the things he'd done. He heard a plate clink down in front of him and it snapped him out of whatever daze he'd been in.

"So, what do we think, do we like waffles?" Ally asked, after they were done eating. Bucky nodded. "Yes. Definitely." Ally smiled at him and gathered the plates and put them in the sink, telling Steve he had to clean up the kitchen, and she was running up to the lab to talk to Tony.

Ally's POV

Opening the doors to the lab, you spotted Tony working on the helmet of his suit. The nanotech must not be ready yet. He looked up, smiling as you entered. "Mornin buttercup! What can I do ya for?" He asked. You rolled your eyes and plopped down on the couch, sending a nod to Bruce who was working behind a computer.

"So, I wanted to talk to you about a Hydra base we need to take care of." You told them. Tony and Bruce stopped what they were doing and looked up at you. "Is this a future thing?" Bruce asked. You nodded and pulled out your tablet.

The base is in Sokovia, led by a Baron Von Strucker. Total bad guy. Like one of the worst. Anywho, he's got Loki's staff." Tony's mouth dropped. You flicked the screen up into the center of the room, bringing up Strucker's face. There were all kinds of pictures of weapons he was working on, and the base itself, which looked like a freaking fortress.

"Please tell me go take this asshole down." Tony said. You nodded and smirked. "Yes. We definitely do. We should get Nat and Clint here, Thor too if we can get ahold of him somehow, and then we can go over all the information together." Bruce looked uneasy, like he wanted to ask a question, but was afraid to.

"Yes Bruce, this is a code green."

"Is that what we're calling it now?" Bruce asked, taking his glasses off and rubbing his eyes.

"I think it has a nice ring to it." Tony added. Bruce groaned and smacked his head against the table.

You: What do you call a fake noodle? An Impasta

Hawkey: My kid asked me to put her shoes on this morning. I told her they wouldn't fit me.

You: Oh my God. You're such a dad. Lol So… we have a situation.

Hawkey: ….how soon do we need to be there?

You: As soon as you can.

You headed back down to your floor, knowing that Clint and Nat would be here later on tonight or tomorrow morning. Bucky was sitting on the couch, watching Jumanji, which you knew Steve had put on for him, having fell in love with it when you showed it to him last week. Anxiety filled you when you thought about leaving Bucky to go to Sokovia to get the staff. You couldn't take him with you, this was Hydra we're talking about and he's definitely not mission ready.

He looked up from the couch and smiled at you, a genuine smile, not the forced ones you've been seeing. He was getting better, day by day, and that made you incredibly happy, to not see so much pain in his eyes. You walked over and plopped down next to him on the couch. "How are you feeling?"

He shrugged, watching as you turned to face him on the couch. "I'm doing better I guess. I think the longer I'm me and not the soldier, the more the memories come back. That's why they wiped me so frequently. I was starting to remember things quickly." He said softly.

"That's really great Bucky! And if you're feeling cooped up on the floor, you can always join us in the gym, Steve and I spar at least twice a week, more so when the rest of the team is here, but he's in the gym almost everyday." You told him.

"That sounds like a good idea. It would probably help get some frustrations out." You smiled and turned your head when you heard Steve open his bedroom door, barefoot in shorts and a tank top.

"Hey Steve. Nat and Clint are coming back today or tomorrow." You told him as he sat in the chair to the right of the couch. He hung his head. He knew what you meant by that. "When do we leave?" He asked. "Probably tomorrow or the next day. Still have to reach out to Thor somehow and brief everyone on the mission." Bucky tensed next to you and you turned back to look at him.

"You guys are leaving?" He asked softly. "Yeah, but we'll probably only be gone a day or two, and Tony's girlfriend Pepper is almost always in the tower, so she can help you with anything. Jarvis is also able to help." He nodded, but you knew that being alone made him uneasy.

"Could we go down to the gym?" Bucky asked. You nodded, turning to Steve, who also agreed. Running into your room, you changed into some leggings and a sports bra, with a tank over it. Slipping your running shoes on, you pulled your hair into a braid and met Bucky and Steve back in the kitchen. Bucky had on a pair of basketball shorts and a very tight t-shirt that showed off every muscle in his body, and his metal arm. You gulped, taking in the view for a second before looking away. He caught you staring and raised an eyebrow. 'What?"

"Nothing." You responded, heading over to the elevator, missing the smirk Steve was giving you behind Bucky's back.

Immediately going over to the mats, you started stretching, Steve doing the same. Bucky stayed back towards the weights, deciding to take it easy at first. You stood up, circling Steve. "Are you ready?" Steve asked in a taunting tone. You smirked. "Show me what you got old man." He lunged at you and you side stepped, spinning around, grabbing his wrist and pulling his arm behind his back. "Come on Steve, you know I'm faster than that." You said, a grin forming on your face. "Then you know I'm stronger than you." He said, flipping you on your back. You quickly jumped up, but caught Steve's fist to your abdomen. He swung again, but you caught it, sending an elbow to his jaw. He stumbled back, as did you, holding your stomach. "Jesus Ally." Steve said, holding his jaw. "Payback, Steve." You teased, standing up straight. You traded blows with him for a few more minutes, before both of you ended up on the ground laughing. He stood first, helping you up. His jaw was purple and you hovered your hand over it, watching as his porcelain complexion came back. "Sorry." You said laughing, healing your own various injuries.

"No worries. Round two?" He said, raising an evebrow at you. You rolled your eyes and nodded, getting into your fighting stance again, unaware of just how closely Bucky was watching you.

A half hour later, you were covered in sweat and Steve had a busted lip. You were tired, and you felt it through your body. You were laying on the floor catching your breath, eyes closed, when you saw a dark shadow over you. Opening one eye, you saw it was Bucky. He held out a hand and you took it, standing and looking at him. "You're good." He told you. You smiled. "Thanks, I guess as good as I can be against a ninety year old super soldier." Bucky laughed at that. He actually laughed and your heart almost stopped. You forgot what his laugh sounded like.

Your phone buzzing brought you back to reality and you picked it up, a serious look coming back to your face.

Hawkey: Landing in 20.

"Team's almost here." You told Bucky, leading him out of the gym and back up to your floor.

You: Nat and Clint are landing in 20, meeting in the conference room? Im bringing Bucky, maybe he has an insight on Stucker?

DaddyWarbucks: Sure buttercup

God you hated Tony sometimes.