Bucky POV

When Bucky had first met Steve, they both were unmarked. He knew that he felt something for Steve, and Steve for him, but they didn't really know what it was. Then, when Steve had found him and he had become James Buchanan Barnes again, he had two marks, and realized what Steve and he had felt: love. So, he felt bliss for months after that, but then he got to thinking about his other soulmark. The writing was loopy and feminine, and Steve's second mark had the same, leading them to assume it was the same person. He and Steve spent time looking for her, but they had never found anything, and eventually gave up.

His first thought when Jarvis told him that Steve "requested his presence", was a mission. He had other thoughts after that, but he categorized them in the section of thoughts he marked as horny teenager. All those included, he had never even imagined when ended up happening.

When the elevator doors opened on the medical floor, Bucky wondered if he had pressed the wrong button. Then, as Steve rushed around the corner, he pushed that suspicion aside and went to embrace his soulmate.

"What happened? Is Nat ok? Did someone get hurt? Why are we-"His questioning was cut off as Steve ushered him over to a room marked 421. Inside was a brunette with sunlit olive skin and dark brown eyes. He looked at Steve with confusion, but instead he was looking through the window with a goofy smile on his face. Bucky opened the door and stepped inside, deciding to face his questions head on.

"Oh good, someone's in here. Do you mind telling Steve to either come in, or stop staring at me? He's been like that for 20 minutes and it's a bit creepy. I get he's my soulmate and all but honestly." She looked confused at Bucky's shocked face, so he spoke up.

"I'll probably be doing that in 10 minutes as well." She took a breath in, and stared at him, before suddenly she started crying hysterically. At the same time, the ground shook. Steve rushed into the room and ran over the girl's bedside.

"Skye. Skye, you can do this, you can control this I'm here now. I believe in you." Bucky didn't understand what Steve meant by "control" but now he knew that the girl's name was Skye.

"Steve just sedate me. I can hurt you- "she looked over to Bucky "you both. I can hurt you both. Please."

Glancing at Steve, all he saw was the immense sympathy and compassion, but that's not what Skye needed now. She needed the truth. "Skye, if we were afraid of you hurting us, would we still be in the room?" She looked slightly relieved, and suddenly, the shaking dulled to a low hum, and finally stopped all together. Steve reached over and clasped her hands in his, and Skye broke away and grabbed one of Bucky's hands as well.

"I need to control this, or at least learn to. I know it's early, and we just met, but I think I want to do that here." Steve smiled, and Bucky felt like he was finally complete.

"Want us to send in Bruce?" Bucky offered.

"That sounds great, thanks." She smiled, and he gave her hands a squeeze before letting go and walking out. Steve looked reluctant, but followed him out as well.

They watched her talk to Bruce for an hour, waiting anxiously to go talk to her again. As the doctor walked out of her room, they rushed inside. Steve bombarded her with questions, while Bucky watched him curiously.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Bucky went to open it. "Hi Tony, what is it?"

"There was an earthquake."

"Yeah. I know. That happens naturally Tony. Why are you here? Is the earthquake shelter up here, because if so, that was really dumb placement." Bucky was impatient to get back to his soulmates.

"Well, imagine my surprise when Jarvis tells me that the earthquake originated from a patient in the medical ward." Bucky could feel his face becoming red, but Tony continued on.

"I want to see them."

"Tony do you think that's really-"

"I wasn't asking permission, I was telling you this as a courtesy. Now move." He pushed past Bucky and opened the door, only to stop in his tracks and turn pale. He could hear Skye gasp in front of him, drawing his attention to her. She too was very, very pale. Finally, someone spoke.

"Skye?" Tony murmured, almost as if he spoke too loudly the room would crumble.

"Dad?"