Olivia's POV

"What will happen when he, B-Bucky, comes back." I ask as Steve and I walk back to the compound.

"I don't really know, but whatever happens, I know that he's going to be very happy that you're back." Steve gently says and I give him a small smile back.

"Lets go see the group." I immediately stop as he says this and he stops too.

"I don't think I can Steve." I say, shaking my head. "Hey, it's the team. They won't do anythin-" I cut Steve off. "After what I just did?" I point to the direction of where we just were.

Where I was just crying in Steve's arms.

"Olivia, hey. You're going to be alright. I mean its the team. It's Tony, Clint, Natasha." Steve calmly says and I just look up to his eyes, which are full of worry.

"Okay." I shakily sigh, realizing that I'm just being dumb. They won't do anything to me. I just don't want to face them after that stunt I just pulled.

Steve leads me through the broken glass and I give him an apologetic look. "Don't worry about it." Steve waves it off and I simply nod.

As we get nearer I couldn't help take ahold of Steve's hand in mine as we walk. Steve squeezes my hand in return and gives me a reassuring smile. "There's nothing to worry about." He says, his tone soothing, making me slightly relax.

Slightly.

I let go of Steve's hand as we walk into the room which has everyone in. They all stand up from around a table as they see us.

I keep my gaze set on the floor, my cheeks tinted pink from my previous actions.

"You okay Ollie?" A small smile comes onto my lips as I nod over to Clint, but I go back to looking down to the ground.

A faint memory begins to reform in my brain. I remember Clint calling me that all the time back then.

Him and Pietro.

A small lump goes into my throat as I look over to Wanda. I haven't really thought of Pietro until Clint called me Ollie.

Wanda has a sad look in her eyes as she also looks at me. Wanda and her mind-reading powers.

"Bucky's going to be here in ten minutes." I hear Tony speak. I widen my eyes over to him and he quickly sidetracks.

"I didn't tell him. None of us have and I made sure Briana hasn't either." Tony explains. I notice he had a different tone when he said Briana's name.

I relax and nod over to him. I just- I just don't know how to feel towards Bucky right now.

If I see him, I would want to go jump into his arms, but at the same time I just want to slink back into the shadow of Steve, Clint, or Tony. Even the shadows of Wanda or Natasha if I have too.

"Do you want to see him?" Clint asks and I gulp as they all look at me for my answer. "I don't know." I reply back truthfully. I notice how all their eyes sunk to the floor by my answer.

"I don't know what to do guys." I sigh, running my hands over my face. "I wake to find all my memories back, but their memories of five fucking year ago!" I snap and I turn around towards the door.

I begin to walk to the door to try to calm down, but I just need to get this out of my chest. "I remember everything now guys." I say, stopping in my tracks.

"I remember my days back with Steve and Bucky. I remember waking up to this century, the alien attack in New York," I shake my head.

"I remember the Hydra attack at D.C. When I found Bucky again. The man I once thought dead and-" I shake my head as Steve tries to come close.

"When I was shot in the chest by that son of a bitch, Francis-" a tear goes down my eye and I hastily wipe away as I take a deep breath.

"Francis is what this man I once knew named Wade Wilson called him. He found out Ajax's real name and in the memory of Wade, I call Ajax, Francis." I look around the room to fill them in.

"I remember going through the pain and torture of what that man put me through. In the process he created a little weapon of his. The side-effects was amnesia and it healed me of my wound of what I was supposed to die from." I mutter as it all comes back. I sit down on a chair and I put my hands in my hair.

I shake my head as I recall the memories of all the people that I killed for that piece of filth. The memories of when I tried to kill the Avengers numerous of times.

"After all that had happened, I'm real surprised at how you all could be welcoming towards me." I wonder out loud.

"Olivia," I look over to Tony who was looking down to the ground. "You shouldn't beat yourself over this. That wasn't you that did all those things. That was Obsidian Ghost." Tony eyes go to mine.

"It was-" "Yes we know now that it was you, but those things that you did? You were under the control of Francis. That wasn't you." Clint says, kneeling in front of me to be eye level.

"Olivia you aren't the only one who wasn't something that they weren't." Steve softly says. I look past Clint to Natasha and she gives me a small smile.

"That's right. Nat was also an assassin, but look what she is now?" Clint asks and I just look back up to Natasha.

"The same with Bucky, Olivia." She says, stepping up and I look down at the mention of his name.

"She's right, Olivia. They got past it and we know that you will too." Clint squeezes my hands and I give him a tight lipped smile.

"But how do I get past it?" I question, a faint sadness in my voice.

"We need to be patient. That's what got them through it." Clint answers and I just stare down to the ground.

"Thank yo-"

"Mr. Stark, Mr. Barnes just entered the building, he's heading to this room right at this moment."

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