As much as I wanted to fight and be some crazy awesome spy agent girl, if you put me in front of anyone that did so much as frown at me I would run in the opposite direction. If you're wondering what goes through someone's mind when they've been waiting in a car for the past hour and a half while actual real life superheroes take down a giant organization three blocks away, well those are some of the thoughts. Steve's updates have been nice though, he's sent us two more since the first one. So far he and Sam have alerted the whole building to hydras influence similar to in Winter Solider and Natasha's been on the lookout for Rumlow to little success. I think they have Sitwell with them but I'm not sure.

"Umm Maria, do you mind if I play some music right now" I wish I had my earbuds but unfortunately they were in my backpack, all the way back in alternate universe Massachusetts. I don't even want to know how far of a drive that would be.

"Yeah sure kid, just not too loud"

"Thanks, is there like an aux cord or is it bluetooth…" Wow the questions one asks the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Now what to play. I scrolled through my downloaded playlists unsure of what mood to go for. Like on one hand there was calming chill music, al la beatles, Simon and Garfunkel, there was very Tony type classic rock, Nirvana, ACDC, Led Zeppelin, and there was pop, rock, chill mix type 70s/80s fun music, al la ABBA, Beach Boys, and Wham! Now what to choose, I decided probably against my better judgement to go for the chill music because it would most likely put me to sleep but hey, if it happens it happens.

I only got two or three songs into my music zen when Fury returned and I promptly turned off my music.

"We're going to pick the others up, corner of Constitution and North West 23rd street."

Turns out, others included Sam, Nat, Steve and Jasper Sitwell. I guess Fury had dealt with Pierce, but I wasn't about to ask at the moment. Nat was holding a gun to Sitwells back and they both got into the back, while Sam and Steve crammed in with Fury. It was quite a sight.

"So where to now" said Maria.

"They're holding him in an underground secret base, the entrance is 716 North West 10th street."

"Ok, when we get there we don't know how much of a fight they're going to put up and who's going to be there. Our mission is to get Bucky and then get out. Nat has a tranquilizer should the Winter Soldier not want to come easily which will probably be the case. I'll go in first and the rest follow, except for Maria and Allison" and with that they were gone again.

"So when they come back with Bucky where are we going and how are we going to take him in this car, I don't think he's going to be cooperative."

"We're going back to that base where you guys were this morning and they have holding rooms there."

"Ok, also do you know if Fury has any idea of what he's going to do with me, it just I don't know where I'm going to go after this and like it's going to be like evening soon"

"He hasn't told me anything yet but you're just going to stay with us for now and we'll figure it out later"

"Ok.." I don't think they would just leave me on the street but also what obligation do they have to the random teenage girl they found on the street, like they have much more important things. To be fair I know about most of those important world related problems but still. Leave me and my self deprecating ass alone.

Omg. are they. Yup they are, this is the best thing I've ever seen. After about half an hour Nat and Sam came out of the entrance looking a little scuffed up but overall pretty ok, followed by Captain Steve America Rogers carrying Bucky over his shoulder fireman style. It was a sight to behold and though Steve looked a considerably more beat up than the rest of them he was absolutely glowing.

"Where are you going to.." Nat looked over at Steve,

"He'll just go in the back with me" Steve replied while getting Bucky into the car.

"Are you sure that's a good idea. This is the Winter Soldier not Bucky we're dealing with."

"It will be fine, as long as he doesn't wake up before we get back to the base"

"See that's what I'm concerned about"

"Nat, lets just go"

"Whatever"

The entire drive back to base was literally just me looking over my shoulder every couple minutes to make sure that Bucky was still fast asleep in the back and not going crazy trying to kill us all. Just because I knew Bucky was in there somewhere did not mean that I expected him to be fine the minute that they rescued him. Like it after the end of Winter Solider it was I think more than a year to when Cap found Bucky in his apartment, and that was after the whole fight thing "I'm with you to the end of the line" on the helicarrier.

The drive back to the base was faster than the drive down and by the time we arrived it was getting dark, a glance at my phone told me it was exactly 7:23. Shit, I was hungry. The last thing I had eaten was this morning, the other morning so long ago in my kitchen and that was just some cocoa puffs.

I guess Fury had made some calls while in the car because there were some S.H.I.E.L.D or I guess former S.H.I.E.L.D agents there when we arrived. I just followed everyone inside, hoping there was maybe food waiting somewhere for us.

"Hey, Alliso- Ali I think we're on food duty" Sam looked over at me, damn could he read my mind or something that was a little too fast.

"Ok, cool what are we making" I don't know what kind of kitchen situation secret army government bases have.

"That is a great question, I don't even know if half of these people eat"

"That's cus they're barely human, not all of us can lift triple our body weight or kill people with a glorified frisbee"

"I know right, did you know that the first times I met Steve he would say "on your left" every time as he lapped me while running in the morning, the guy jogs like 26 miles an hour"

"Yeah, I did know.."

"I am never going to get used to that, I swear. Now we got some pasta here and random cans with who knows what inside"

Talking and cooking with Sam felt similar to when I was in the car with Maria, like I wasn't in an alternate universe with superheroes. It was like I was just doing something normal, without world ending or people dying sized consequences. We ended up making pasta and after opening half a dozen cans in a variety of ways (they didn't have a can opener) we found some pasta sauce looking stuff. I complimented Sam on his ability to open a, what turned out to be a can of beans by taking a knife and stabbing it so hard into the top that the knife got lodged in the counter top underneath it. Just stabbed through the whole ass can. Bravo.

"I mean it's definitely not pasta sauce," Sam said.

"Astute observation." there were literal beans coming out from the hole in the top and just the water juice stuff that's in cans was dripping everywhere.

Once we cleaned up the remnants of our failed and successful can opening trials dinner was finally ready.

"Where's Bucky" I asked Steve, I knew he wasn't going to sit with us or anything but I had made sure to bring out enough paper plates for everyone, including Bucky, I didn't want to think about the last time someone had fed him.

"Oh he's in a safe room down the hall and to the right, I'm not sure if he's awake yet but by the fact that I haven't heard anything I'm going to say he's still asleep," Steve replied.

"Ok, can I bring him some food though"

"Yeah, that's a good idea. I'm not sure what state he will be in though, I'll go with you," Steve said as he rose from the table.

"So how are we going to do this, like what if he's in Winter Soldier mode. I didn't really think this through, sorry"

"Hey it's ok, I don't think things through a lot also"

Damn, that's some solid self awareness right there. Solid character development, or I guess he is a real person, umm solid person development?

The room where the put Bucky was at the end of a very suspicious and creepy hallway and basically was just a door with one of those little window slider things at the top. I went to go look through but go figure I'm not fucking tall enough. Damn door makers. So Steve went up and very gently pushed the slider aside.

"Is he asleep?" I asked, going on my tiptoes tryin to see, yeah it didn't work.

"I think so, I'm not sure though. I can't see his eyes."

Just watching Steve look at Bucky was heart wrenching, he obviously wanted to just go into the room and make Bucky remember, make him Bucky again. But he knew that wasn't a good idea and that it could put both of them in serious danger. "What if I just crack the door open just enough to slide the plate in, I don't want to leave him without food, I don't want to make him feel like a prisoner or something."

"Yeah me neither but that could possibly be dangerous." Steve looked away from me and I could tell that he was trying to convince himself more than me. I knew it was dangerous also but my mom friend override took over.

"Look, you can watch and close the door if you see him move, even if he wakes up you guys knocked him out with some pretty strong stuff, I don't think he's going to wake up fully alert. He needs food."

"Ok, fine but this was your idea"

Steve took out a key and very gently unlocked the door. I crouched down with the plate in my left hand, some silverware and napkins in my right. Steve opened the door and I pressed the plate against the opening making sure that the second it was wide enough to fit I slid it through. Just a couple more inches, and there. I softly placed the plate down and pushed it forward with the napkin silverware roll then removed my hands as Steve shut the door with a small clunk. Still on the ground my mouth turned into a smile as I tried to hold back a laugh. We had just done that. He's a for now mindless supersoldier with a bionic arm. He could kill me in his sleep.

"You good down there" Steve offered me a hand.

"Yeah, that was just a little crazy"

"It was your idea"

"Yeah, yeah I know"