A/N: Thanks for all the comments. You're right, she wasn't suiting the story. I wasn't sure of her either so thanks. This chapter is going to be a bit shorter than normal but anyway... Enjoy! :)

Steve practically ran up the corridor to the elevator where Jarvis informed him that both Tony and Bucky were in the living room playing pool. He quickly thanked the AI and made his way to the room, anxious to see how they both were after the morning's events. Walking steadily into the enormous living room, he saw both men engaged in a competitive game of snooker.

"That was cheating! You nudged the ball with your elbow."

"Did not! If you're afraid of losing, you can just quit." Bucky jibed.

Tony laughed sarcastically, "Afraid! Of losing to you... Never." He lined his shot up and potted it in one, he gave a grin of triumph and got ready for his next shot. Meanwhile Steve was plotting mischief, he crept silently behind the focused man and just as he was pulling back his arm, leant forward and shouted in his ear. "HEY STARK!"

The billionaire jumped out of his skin and span round snarling like a cornered beast, needless to say his shot resulted in the white ball being bounced off the table almost hitting Bucky in the face.

"Now that's not fair Capsicle. I know you need to be on his side for everything, but that was cheating... you evil...why..." Tony succumbed to murderous muttering before looking at Bucky and Steve who were holding on to one another in an effort to stay upright whilst they were crying with laughter at Tony's reaction. Tony managed to keep a straight face for 30 seconds longer, an achievement in itself, before falling to the floor laughing as well.

"Jarvis?" Steve spluttered with laughter.

"Yes Captain?" Jarvis replied with a hint of humour in his tone.

"Please tell me you recorded that."

"Already saved, good move by the way Captain."

This set the Captain off laughing again, even Tony's machine approved of his joke, Tony aimed a weak glare at the ceiling.

"Your supposed to be on my side Jarvis!"

"Apologies Sir."

"Show that to anyone and I will murder you, is that clear! Everyone..." Tony threatened promisingly, Steve gave a cheeky grin and replied.

"I wont show anyone sure Tony but I will be telling them about it and that there is a video. I'm sure Pepper would enjoy it... just saying." Steve winked at the flabbergasted man who knew that once Pepper had the video he would never be able to forget it.

"Okay, okay, different subject please!"

Bucky decided to make the change to a more serious topic, "So Stevie, what did Romanoff want?"

"She made me meet this gal in a coffee shop."

"Took you a while to just have coffee." Bucky inquired, seeing as it was early evening.

"We went to the movies aswell..."

"Have a good time punk?"

"It was great, I'm taking her to a dance this evening."

Bucky was unsure what to be thinking about this mysterious character, Steve seemed to be happy he wouldn't ruin this for him, unless he had no choice.

"How fancy, how you going to be taking her? I hope not on that old bike of yours." Bucky mocked.

"Yea, that's the only part I haven't sorted out." Steve pondered. Tony, who had been listening unnoticed, decided to butt in at this point.

"I'll get Graham to drive you. What car do you want to use?"

Steve smiled but tried to dissuade him, "No really you don't have to do that."

"Choose a car, Rogers."

"I don't have much of a choice do I?"

"Nope none at all" Tony winked at Steve.

"Well then, thank you. I'll think about not telling Pepper." Steve grinned happily.

"Well he may not blab, but I sure will. It was hilarious." Bucky replied smiling in return.

"You're all evil!" Tony complained like a small child.

"But you love us really!" Steve replied to the pouting genius.

Steve had a few hours until he was picking Leonie up and was sitting around with his friends when alarms started to ring in the building.

"Jarvis!" They all cried spontaneously.

*There seems to be a security breach Sir, but I cannot tell who. My protocols are being rewritten.*

They all jumped up off of the sofas they were sat on, Bucky looked terrified knowing who they were instantly. Tony looked concerned and started towards the nearest computer pulling up the security cameras. He glanced towards Steve briefly who was frozen looking like he wanted to run with Bucky but not wanting to leave Tony to the enemy.

"Cap, its Hydra. You have to get James out of here!"

Slowly Steve started to move from his frozen trance, he nodded to Tony and span towards Bucky, "Get our bags, meet me in the garage 3 minutes. Go! Tony, I think I will take that car you offered."

"Of course, take the jeep. It'll allow you to get away further." Reaching into a cupboard Tony flicked a key chain over to the Captain who caught it with ease. Also taking from the cupboard, Tony passed Steve a mobile phone. "Make sure you keep this with you. Its undetectable and only Jarvis can track it. You need anything, you call understood Capsicle!"

"Roger that. Thank you Tony!" Steve grasped Tony's forearm in thanks, wondering when he had picked that up from Thor and pranced around running to the garage where Bucky was already waiting.

"Good luck Steve!" Tony called from behind him as he sprinted away.

Reaching the garage, Steve motioned to the enormous armour covered car and within seconds they were away through the secret side door that Stark had installed. All they knew was that they had to get away and for a long time.

"Crap!" Steve cursed as they sped away, "Sam has no idea what's going on."

"He'll be fine, Tony will explain everything and he was out at the time anyway. He'll understand." Bucky soothed the agitated soldier. Bucky himself was on the verge of being taken over by Hydra, his human hand was shaking violently, the closer they were the easier it was for them to take control of him, his head was pounding and he was trying to pay attention to Steve, knowing he was here and not an illusion.

"Steve" he croaked hoarsely.

"What's wrong Buck?" Steve said concerned whilst maintaining eye contact on the road, weaving and screeching through cars, being careful enough not to kill any walkers or pushing any cars off the road.

"They're trying to get inside my head!" Bucky replied his brow furrowing in concentration, a sheen of sweat covering his forehead.

"What can I do? I need to get us away from here!"

"Just speak. Tell me memories, jokes, even your bad ones, anything." He smiled weakly.

"Um, remember when you took me to Coney Island?"

"Yea, and you threw up on the cyclone?"

"That's right, it was your fault."

"Oh really!" Bucky said disbelievingly, "I seem to remember you wanting every sweet thing there, the amount you ate. It was your fault punk."

"Damn, you're right."

"Again, don't forget to add." Bucky replied his voice slightly stronger.

"Yea, yea." Steve stuck his tongue out at his best friend, wincing slightly as they almost got killed by an oncoming lorry.

"Where we going Steve?"

"Away, far far away. I'm not sure yet."