AN: got some lovely little easter eggs in here for you, feel free to leave a review, they coddle my cold dead heart (especially if you catch an easter egg).
Disclaimer, I do not own any of the characters in here besides my OC and her background story(ish) (if I did Bucky Barnes would be safe and happy and Pietro Maximoff would still be alive, Bruce wouldn't be a butt and Steve and Tony would be together but alas):
"So why don't you like Steve?" Sam asks a few days later watching as Amnesia attempts to make cookies and aiding her whenever and however necessary whether it be showing her how much a cup was, what the different ingredients were, and even lifting up something because it was just too heavy for her.
"I like him just fine but I don't trust him. He's always asking me about this schematic and it's something no one should know, it's a torture so inhumane I wouldn't wish it upon anyone. He keeps asking about how it works, what it does, like it's information owed to him, like he plans on using it. If it were up to me, no one would ever use it, or be able to," Amnesia says firmly. "Is this the right consis-ten-cy?" She asks holding up a glob of cookie dough on her wooden spoon. It's getting hard for her to mix and she hopes she didn't mess up.
"Yeah, let me taste it before you start putting it on the sheets," Sam says eagerly sticking a finger in the dough.
"No! It's got raw eggs in it!" Amnesia shouts stopping him from putting the dough in his mouth.
"It's all right Am, the stuff about raw eggs is just a myth, try it," Sam says before sticking the glob he grabbed on her nose earning an indignant huff from her. He grabs another glob from the bowl then steps away to eat it under Amnesia's glare. She's a lot healthier than hen they found her. She's started to gain a little bit of muscle though she still weighs scarily less than she should and you can count each of her ribs without even trying. They don't believe she'll ever be able to have kids due to being extremely malnourished most of her life and she still sheds a lot although her hair has stopped coming out in clumps. Her hair seems to be naturally silvery white and her skin is still paler than a vampire's but that's because she's been too busy learning inside than to go sunbathing outside. The doctor's were about to diagnose her with extreme ADD before realizing it wasn't that she couldn't focus, it was that she could focus on a million things at once. Sam just thinks she's cute.
"I think you're lying," Amnesia murmurs wiping the glob he stuck on her nose on his arm and getting a cookie sheet out. Sam lunges after her, swiping another glob of dough and pouncing. He holds her head and forces the dough into her mouth as she projects the image she imagined of him vomiting endlessly into a toilet making him cringe.
"It's good right?" Sam asks ignoring the horrifying image she tried to blind him with and looking at her eagerly.
"Won't taste as good on the way back up! If I get food poisoning I'm going to break your drone and you'll never be able to work it again," Amnesia shouts bitterly as she pouts.
"Are you going to add the chocolate chips?" Sam asks smugly raising an eyebrow at the cup of chocolate chips she had already portioned out. She just raise her middle finger in response before adding them to the batter and mixing them in annoyed at how difficult the task is. "Who taught you that?" Sam asks shocked.
"Clint does it to Tony all the time, I figured it meant I hate you."
"...yeah I guess you're right."
"Sam? Steve was looking for you, apparently you promised to spare with him?" Natasha says walking into the kitchen and grabbing a cup, ignoring the mess that came with Amnesia attempting to make cookies. She's smiling slightly so Sam has a feeling she witnessed some of what just transpired. Natasha and Wanda have been urging Sam to take her on a date but Sam doesn't think it's a good idea.
"Idiot!" Amnesia scoffs under her breath but the other two catch it and give her a look only to realize she's talking to the TV in the other room.
"Whatcha watching?" Natasha asks arching an eyebrow. They have all decided Amnesia is like a child and most of them do not have the patience unlike Sam who has become her favorite without a doubt. She likes Tony second best because she has found she likes to piss him off but he doesn't stay at the compound too often and neither does Clint having claimed to "retire." Wanda is her third favorite just because she likes the company and practicing the languages they have in common. Natasha and Rhodes she doesn't have a preference for quite yet as she hasn't really spoken to either of them. Vision is the most interesting to Amnesia though, as their minds work the same although Amnesia likes to think she's faster and more advanced.
"It's called Gotham, it's really cool although sometimes the main character is dumber than Tony. He and Lee are cute together though. I'll be really sad if something happens to one of them."
"Is that possible?" Sam asks. "I'd place those further apart," Sam corrects and helps position the mounds of cookie dough.
"Sam?" Natasha questions.
"I'm going, I'm going. Watch her," he commands pointing to Amnesia.
"I don't need a baby-sitter. Why do they call it a baby-sitter? Did people sit on babies while their parents were away when the name was first derived?" Amnesia questions. She doesn't get an answer as Sam walks off and she knows Nat won't humor her questions.
"Why'd you decide to make cookies?" Natasha asks stealing a glob of the dough.
"Why do all of you like food poisoning?" Amnesia counters.
"It's just a little bit," Nat says defensively.
"The docs say I need to be moving around and developing muscle and I wanted to learn something."
"Why don't you read and run on the treadmill or train?"
"Running in place for x amount of time? That seems very boring book or not."
"I guess you're right. Did Tony hook you up with internet access?" Nat asks changing the subject.
"Yeah, that's also why I stepped away, I was starting to get a head-ache."
"Why?" Natasha asks frowning.
"There's so much information, too much to absorb right there. I absorb everything, I like books because they're not electronic and I can't just download the information. Same with movies and other discs, they have to be read before I can soak up their contents."
"That makes sense," Nat says with a nod.
"I just-I just put this in the oven now right?" Amnesia mumbles although she knows she's supposed to. She receives no answer. "I have a theory as to why you don't answer my...primeval questions but I don't want to go peeking into your file looking for confirmation without permission. I think I understand how you feel but I don't want to assume."
"What's your theory?" Natasha asks sharply cutting off Amnesia's ramblings as they begin.
"Saudade," is Amnesia's one word reply which raises Nat's brows as she doesn't know the word. "I believe that I make you miss something..." she elaborates and Natasha closes her eyes and nods knowing what she means. Amnesia gathers that she's right. "Do the others know?"
"Clint knows and so does Bruce...if he's still out there...how'd you find out?"
"A red head interrupted one of Hydra's assassination missions. The target was hit but I recognized you, trained in a school, I figured it'd be protocol. You're closed off and Tony loves to call me a child even though I could knock this tower over with two well aimed kicks. I have moments where I'm an emotionless computer, and I have moments where I'm a seven-year-old girl making chocolate chip cookies for the first time. You answer my questions when I'm a computer."
"Or you just don't like emos," Amnesia adds trying out one of the new "slang" words she found on a site called tumblr along with a band called My Chemical Romance, odd pictures with song lyrics over them, and some guy in black bathrobes and a red "light saber" named either Kylo Ren or Ben Solo, maybe both Amnesia was leaning toward the last option and split personality disorder. It's during this long silence where Natasha wonders what she just said and Amnesia is just contemplating what actually happens on tumblr that Vision walks in.
"Make sure she doesn't burn the place down," Nat commands before making her escape.
"So what's the deal with you and Amnesia?" Steve asks ducking one of Sam's punches.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you obviously like her and she seems to like you too," Steve says.
"You're worse than Natasha," Sam says.
"At what?" Nat asks distracting both of them but it allows Steve to get one good hit in that has Sam wincing.
"Nothing," Sam replies trying to save himself.
"You and Amnesia?" Nat says. "I think you should ask her out. It'd be good for both of you. I mean we all know you like her."
"Yes, I like her, but I don't think she's ready. I don't know if she'll ever be ready. I mean she's got you pegged as the most untrustworthy person here, even over Stark," Sam says giving Steve a look. "She has lost so much of her life, and she's got some catching up to do, I know she does. It would be good for me, I have no doubt, but I know it won't be good for her. She doesn't like me like that anyways."
"Wait what do you mean I'm untrustworthy?" Steve asks in astonishment blatantly ignoring everything else Sam had said.
Sam sighs and rolls his eyes, figuring that that's what he would care about. "You know that schematic you're always asking her about? She didn't tell me what it was but I gather that it's bad whatever it does, and anyways, she thinks you want to use it and that's why you're questioning her."
"What are you asking about that's got her so frightened?" Nat asks raising an eyebrow at Captain America.
"They wiped Bucky's memory. He didn't know me, she knows how they did it and I'm hoping there's a cure. I think she might be the key to getting him back," Steve explains confidently.
"Well-" Sam begins but is cut off by an explosion.
"What the hell was that?" Sam asks following Nat and Steve as they take off toward the other side of the compound where the explosion came from. They find the site and observe the giant crater in the place of where the kitchen and a few other housing utility rooms used to be. In the center of it is Vision and Amnesia huddled in a yellow bubble.
"I'm sorry I couldn't save the building," Vision says as the bubble fades. They realize Amnesia is out like a light and Sam frowns moving to take her from him.
"Whipped," Nat murmurs and Steve chuckles while Sam shakes his head.
"Was anyone hurt?" Steve asks.
"No, the area was clear," Vision supplies.
"What happened?" Wanda asks joining the group along with a few other nameless personnel including a few doctors.
"You will have to ask Amnesia. I'm afraid I am not entirely sure what just transpired," Vision supplies honestly. They look to where Sam and Amnesia were, only to see empty air.