A/N: Alright, another chapter, as promised. My editor and I got into a little debate over if the chapter was supposed to be today or tomorrow, I won, as usual. Anyway, enjoy?

Disclaimer: None of the recognizable characters belong to us, they belong to Marvel. Axelia and Cora are our OC's though.

Everyone was sitting at the dining room table, except for Tony who was getting dinner. Cora looked between the two guys, either daring them to say anything or figuring out as much as she could from them. Tony entered the room and set the pizza on the table, "Pizza anyone?"

Axelia, Steve and Tony each got a piece, but Cora and Bucky sat there, one of them too nervous to eat, the other studying everything happening around her. "So, who wants to begin?" Axelia asked, trying to break the silence.

"I will," Cora looked between Steve, Bucky and Tony, as if asking any of them to stop her, "Correct me if I'm wrong but I'm going to guess that you two," she motioned to Bucky and Steve, "Are from 1945, where you fought in the second World War. You," she pointed at Steve, "are the pilot that went missing and you somehow managed to freeze for 80 years, still alive. "

The three looked at each other in amazement, Axelia rolled her eyes and muttered, "Super science deductiony skills."

Cora ignored her and met Bucky's eyes, "And you, Mr. Barnes, are, or should I say were, the Winter Soldier."

Bucky's eyes darkened, "How did you-"

"Figure it all out?" she interrupted him. "It was pretty simple, seeing as you two were both fidgeting just as much as the other, you both had something to do with the 'It's not 1945 anymore, soldier,' said earlier. Going with that, you both must have been in the military and the only war at the time was World War II. Seeing as Steve is identical to the missing pilot, that must be how he fit into the situation. Also, might I add that he is also Captain America? The same one from the War?"

Axelia hit Cora's arm, "Don't show off, Cora."

"Why not? I practically have it all figured out." She looked to Axelia, who just shook her head, but stayed quiet. "Now, as for Mr. Barnes, it wasn't all that difficult to figure out you were the Winter Soldier. How many people have a prosthetic arm, not to mention it matches the same side as the winter soldier along with it being metal. As for how you were able to be preserved and are now standing in front of me, I have no idea, but is everything else correct?"

Steve looked at Tony, "Can we keep her?"

"We're going to have to if she can figure out our secrets that quickly with no information given," He mumbled in response.

"Well if you're keeping me then you're keeping Axe, that's not even a question."

Tony sighed, ignoring her comment, "You two are going to the range tomorrow with James, whether he likes it or not."

Axelia's eyes lit up in excitement while Cora sat back in her chair and crossed her arms, "Do you have an AR-15?" Tony nodded, "Alright, I'm in."

Bucky shook his head, "Is that all it takes to get you to go shooting? Just say there'll be an AR?"

" What other types of guns do they have?" Axelia asked, intrigued by the subject change.

Cora stared at her blankly, "What other type of gun is there? AR is the best there is."

"Do you have anything to support that?" Steve asked.

"Well lets see, it's basically an AK, but it looks better, for one, it has more stability, reaches out farther and most models have a larger mag."

"She's not wrong," Axelia leans forward, grinning, "I just like guns in general. Give me one and I'll shoot it. I have an American flag .22 at my house."

Bucky leaned forward, suddenly intrigued, "What's your first time shooting story?"

Axelia looked at Cora, "Her's is better than mine."

"It's not that interesting." She protested, but everyone's face, except for Tony who wasn't paying attention, urged her to go on, "Well, it was the day after I got out of the physic ward and Dad brought me to my Uncle Darren, my Dad's friend's house. We went to a picnic with a bunch of Darren's family and everyone had brought different guns, Darren brought a .22 caliber, Doc brought a 12 gauge and AJ brought an AK and an AR. After dark, when the fire was going, AJ took a bunch of clay pigeons out of his truck and started throwing them over the pond so we could all shoot them. I got the best score out of everyone, even though I think it was just so to make me happy since the next time they all stomped me."

"They took you shooting the day after you got out of the mental hospital?" Steve asked, a look of concern flooding his face.

Cora nodded and opened her mouth, about to say something but Axelia interrupted her, "And that's why she's so messed up in the head." Cora shrugged, unable to argue against it. She turned to Axelia and motioned for her to begin her story.

"My dad let me shoot a gun when I was about 5 or 6," Axelia smiled at the memory. "He held it for me and I pulled the trigger. All I remember from that was the gun looked like a rifle but wasn't, and it was black. It might've been the BB gun I have, now that I think about it. And since then I've been thoroughly intrigued with guns, though I only really got into when I was 14."

Bucky stared at her for a moment, "You were only a kid," he turned to Cora, "How old were you?"

"It was exactly three months after my 15th birthday."

Steve jumped in, "Now that is a reasonable age to learn to shoot."

Tony stood up, "Cora, can I see you for a moment." The way he said it made it seem more like a statement than a question

"Of course, Mr. Stark." she stood and followed him out of the room, leaving the other three with worried looks on their faces.