Hey all! I'm moving things quickly here because I don't know what else people do at HYDRA besides train and kill. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

And like always, I don't own anything relating to the characters.

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A week had passed since the Scarlet Witch took her brother to the room with the chair.

Alexander had gone through the plan with her before Pietro came back, telling her that he had been taken hostage by some enemy forces and they poisoned his mind with lies about HYDRA.

The Witch, wanting nothing more than to have her brother well and by her side, agreed to help Pierce cleanse her brother's mind.

But then Pietro said what he said.

It was hard to believe HYDRA could be the one feeding her lies, but then, wouldn't that make sense? No one had called her anything other than The Witch since she came back from her first mission, and then came the man she knew to be family calling her Wanda.

He seemed genuinely confused when she told him about the Soldier. Why would he seem confused about that? She doubted the enemy forces would put in a lie about her relationship with the Soldier.

Nothing was making sense.

Her brother came into the room and sat down on the bed. Their handlers quickly discovered that keeping the siblings apart was next to impossible. They would always find their way to one another.

Even if they didn't talk, that was fine by them. No one talked much anyway. Not while in front of other people.

The Witch talked to the Soldier the most, but she figured it was because she spend so much time with him on the base and on missions. She'd actually started to care for the guy. When they were alone he would be sweet and attentive and she knew he kept their conversations a secret between them two.

It was why she chose to trust him with her doubts.

"Soldier," she said, drawing his attention away from polishing his arm.

"Yeah?" he replied.

"Do you…" she hesitated. "Do you think Alexander hides things from us? About HYDRA?" she asked in a low voice, glancing down at her lap.

The Witch heard him put his supplies down and felt the bed shift where he sat.

"What brought this on?" he asked.

She reached up and took a strand of hair in her hands.

"Well, when Pietro first came he seemed normal. Talking with him was the first thing that felt right since I woke up. He called me by my name, he seemed to know how I should behave and grew suspicious when I didn't," she said, twirling her hair around her fingers.

The Soldier sighed.

"Alexander told us what happened to him. Anything he said can't be trusted," he said.

"But he knew my name, Soldier. He called me 'Wanda' with so much familiarity that only someone who knew me could possess. Wouldn't the enemy have tried to ruin that? And who is this enemy? Alexander never mentioned the name, just like he never mentioned a name for our attacker," she said.

"Wanda," the Soldier whispered.

The Witch shivered when her name spilled from his lips.

"I suppose that can be true," he said.

"Then why couldn't everything else be true, too?" she asked.

"What more did he say?"

The Witch hesitated.

"He said we were keeping our relationship a secret from Alexander, if it could even be called a relationship. He implied that we were just barely touching the subject of our feelings," she said as she put her hands in her lap.

She heard the Soldier take in a deep breath.

Their relationship hadn't picked up from where Alexander told them they left off, but they were nearing that place themselves by getting to know each other. They both knew about their feelings for one another given all the flirting they've been doing since rooming together. It was still an awkward subject to touch, though.

"And," she continued, not wanting to think about that more than necessary, "He said that Alexander was the one feeding us lies. That HYDRA was bull and our minds have been poisoned," she said.

"I don't know," the Soldier said.

"Wouldn't it make sense? You've told me you have gaps in your memories and that you can't remember anything before you met Alexander. What if… What if he's hiding something from us?" The Witch choked out.

Sensing her distress the Soldier pulled her into his arms and rubbed soothing circles on her back.

"If it bothers you that much, why don't you search my mind?" he suggested.

"What?" she asked, looking at him in shock.

She'd never gone into his head before.

"I trust you, Little Witch. If it'll help calm your mind, you can search mine. Besides, if there are any secrets HYDRA is hiding from us, don't you think I'd know them? I've been here longer than you have," he told her.

The Witch shook her head.

"I can't do that to you, Soldier. If something went wrong I could never forgive myself," she said.

He smiled and took her hands in his own before bringing them up to his lips and placing a kiss on her knuckles. All the while, his blue eyes bore into her own.

"And if it all goes right, you may have something else to call me other than 'Soldier'. Nothing would make me happier than having my name come from from your lips," he said, glancing down at her lips as he spoke.

"Okay," she said, licking her lips. His eyes followed her tongue.

She didn't realize she was leaning in until their noses brushed right before their lips met.

Fire spread throughout her body and she brought her hands up to the Soldier's face, memorizing everything about him through touch.

She pulled away and leaned her forehead against his. Then without warning she entered his mind.

The Witch stood on nothing and as she looked around herself she saw what looked like a galaxy. Closing her eyes, she sent her powers out to sense things around her.

She came across memories but they were all very recent. It was of their time spent together during missions or in the HYDRA base. She tried walking deeper into his mind hoping to find something older but she couldn't. It was as if all of his memories were only since they woke up.

Frustrated, the Witch opened her eyes and saw a steel wall a few feet in front of her. Slowly, she walked up to it and touched it only to pull her hand back in surprise at how cold it was.

Deja vu washed thought her. Something in her mind told her that it would be covered in frost and when she looked closely, she could make out the individual flakes frozen to the metal.

Stepping back, the Witch pointed her hand at the wall.

"What are you doing?" the Soldier's voice came from next to her.

Whipping her head around, she saw him just as they were on the bed, but more tense, more wild.

"The wall is blocking my path. I need to see what's on the other side. May I?" she asked.

He looked like he wanted to object but finally nodded.

"I did tell you to search my mind, didn't I?" he responded.

With a nod, she turned back to the wall and this time raised both hands, letting her powers cover the entire wall and try to move it.

Soon she realized that wasn't working and reduced her power's focus to a smaller portion. She saw the frost begin to melt and the wall start to burn. Throwing more energy into her powers, the Witch yelled as she forced the wall's stitchings to give way to her powers.

A crack formed and then she along with the Soldier were blown back by the explosion of the wall. Standing up, both huddled together as freezing wind blew at them from the other side of the wall.

The Witch went through first after insistence from the Soldier.

They both paused as they found themselves standing on top of a moving train.

"Do you recognize this place?" she asked the man next to her.

"I think I do but it… It doesn't feel like it's a memory from working with HYDRA," he answered.

They heard movement from inside the wagon.

"A fight," the Soldier commented.

The Witch glanced over at him.

Gunshots rang out and then there was nothing.

"Wha-" she began to ask but an explosion on the side of the car cut her off.

Dropping low, they both crawled to look over the edge where they saw a huge hole on the side of the train. The wall was barely hanging on as the train moved at fast speeds.

Another explosion from inside the train resulted in someone being thrown out.

They would have fallen to their death had they not caught on to the railings on the wall.

"A soldier," the Witch said, glancing at the uniform.

"Do you recognize him?" she asked the Winter Soldier.

"No, I can't tell who he is just by looking at the top of his head," he replied.

They shifted a little closer but were blocked by a blond headed man in a blue suit with stars and stripes coming out of the train.

"BUCKY!" the man shouted.

Then he held onto the wall and tried to reach the man hanging from the railing.

The man was looking up now and the Witch felt the air being pulled from her lungs.

Right in front of her was the Soldier hanging on for dear life as Captain America reached for him.

"Bucky…?" The Soldier whispered to himself.

"Hang on!" the Captain yelled, inching closer.

"Grab my hand!" he yelled again, stretching his hand as far as it would go.

The Soldier grasped the Witch's hand tightly and they watched as the younger looking Soldier reached for the Captain's hand.

They heard the creaking of the metals as loud as thunder in the sky.

"No!" the Captain yelled right as the railing gave way and Bucky fell from the train.

The Witch and the Soldier were pulled from the train and saw Bucky's entire fall, his screams and look of terror forever etched into their memory.

While they were able to land gently on the floor, Bucky wasn't as lucky and his body crashed onto the floor, landing with a deafening crack.

As the two ran to where the body had fallen, the Witch nearly threw up at the sight of Bucky's left arm completely cut off from the boulder it had landed on. Blood was gushing out of shoulder where the arm was missing but it was quickly freezing due to the cold.

Looking around the Witch couldn't see the arm anywhere in sight.

"That's me…" the Soldier said, looking down at himself in the snow.

"Soldier, look at me," she said, pulling his face to hers. "This is a memory. You and I are in our room sitting on the bed. Remember?"

"But this is me. This happened to me," he said, looking at the dying soldier in the snow.

She wrapped her arms around him and he held onto her tightly, burying his face into her hair.

She didn't know how long they stood there but soon they heard the snow crunching and looked up to see a soldier with the HYDRA logo on his uniform walk up to Bucky.

The man bent down to check his pulse before radioing in that he had found something and would take it back to the base. Then he bent down and picked up Bucky's good arm to drag him through the snow to their lair.

The two watching had no chance but to follow and watch Bucky coming in and out of consciousness the whole walk there.