FINALLY here's another chapter of DOOG! Thanks for the reviews (and yes, in the last chapter there was a HUGE mistake. Summer is thirty years old, not thirteen. LOL. I swear I read the chapter like five times before uploading… but there're always mistakes, sorry…).

[Parker's house, Actual day]

When Riley opened her eyes the first thing she could appreciate was the smell of pancakes filling the house -it felt like waking up in a sweet cloud made of sugar. The girl got up from the bed and come to the bathroom in silent –trying not to wake up Peter, who was dreaming in the ground totally exhausted, there was a mirror huge enough to inspection herself. She pulled down her jeans to see the scar in her thigh; the boy had removed the bullet last night but the wound didn't heal it like the last times. Something was happening.

"Peter, is it you?" Riley jumped in surprise and in a second she pulled up her trousers, her intentions of leaving the bathroom without being caught were brutally frustrated when aunt May opened the door worried because she hadn't had an answer. "Oh." The woman said, shocked, her eyes flew open trying to understand the situation. "You're not Peter…"

"I guess no." Riley putted her hands on her hips and smiled with nervous, avoiding May's eyes. "I'm… I'm a…" Nothing she could say would make the situation better. Telling May she was a Peter's friends wouldn't be believable because the boy used to tell everything to her aunt and she was sure her name wasn't in Peter's Christmas list yet. Introducing herself as his girlfriend it was a worse option –Gwen stilled alive and Riley had no intention of putting herself in the middle of the relationship. "Oh my god, this is not my house, right? Damnit, sleepwalking again."

"Is that blood in your trouser?" The woman pointed directly to the hole of her jeans surrounded by drops of dry blood. "Who are you? And don't lie to me, young lady, or I will call the police."

"Aunt May!" Peter showed up behind her and she had to turn back to see his niece, he was wearing and old pajama that covered perfectly his Spider man suit. "Cool, you already meet… amm… Mmmaa—" Riley shook her head no but her aunt gave him a mistrust look. "Rosie, yeah, Rosie is my… my new… Lab mate."

"Yeah, science rules!" The blond shouted excited and took three steps forward to be next to Peter to give him an elbow. But as far as she could see, aunt May stilled worried about the blood. "This is a new style, you didn't know it?" She said like it was a crime not knowing it. "Fake blood is the new black." Peter looked at her horrified but at least aunt May was going to the kitchen to finish the breakfast. Riley pulled him to her with a smile. "Rosie? Do I have a Rosie face?"

"Maybe." He shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't know your name, but it seems you know mine. How? I'm really careful..." Peter whispered when they returned to his room, Riley sighed standing near to the window. "You shot you anyway?"

"It's complicated."

"Good for you people says I'm a genius, so I think I'll get your story." Riley turned around to see him. Peter was a good boy, someone you could trust with eyes closed but she wasn't sure about telling him everything. "Talk." This time his voice sounded rough and she knew why. Aunt May was at home and Peter's priority was protecting her over everyone, he couldn't afford helping someone without knowing if that person was trustable or not.

"My name is Riley –not Rosie." She started introducing herself and sat down in the ground in front of him. "I'm not from here; my home is—Is really far away so I have to improvise… I was living with a friend –or at first I thought she was one but…" She pointed the bullet hole in her jean and Peter raised his eyebrows. "And then you found me."

"And you knew how I was." Peter added with a trace of confusion in his voice. "How?" He insisted.

"I told you, I'm not from here." She repeated drawing something in the ground using her fingertips. "It's really complicated, Pete', it's better to stay ignorant." But Spidy wasn't happy with that answer, there was something important the girl was hiding and he needed to know what was before he could start trusting her.

"H-O-W?" He said rude and took her right hand to catch her totally attention, instantly his eyes saw a tattoo in her wrist –a black star. "How did you know I'm Spider man?" Riley lowered her eyes, biting her lips. "Talk!"

"You told me!" Riley shouted looking at him directly in the eyes. "And not just me, you told everyone Peter Parker is the real identity of Spidy, okay?" At that moment Peter was more confused than before, Riley sighed avoiding his eyes again. "I told you it's complicated…" Then her eyes stopped in her own star –a reminder to remember where she actually belonged. "A friend of mine can travel through time… I was in danger and she—She tried to protect me sending me to the past… I ended here by accident and now I can't go back. Not without her."

[Stark Tower, Actual day]

The silent was killing him and also her words: It's painful to know that you don't feel the same I feel about you. He looked at Summer, she stilled in the same position –sitting in the bed, with eyes looking nowhere, her lips curved in a sad smile, the wet hair falling like rebel waves crashing onto her shoulders. Steve couldn't say anything; his vocal chords were paralyzed by the fear of saying something inappropriate. She already saw everything about him, how opposed to that? It was impossible.

His mind tried to recover itself after the shock of her words but only a question sounded over and over again in his mind: what did he feel for her? Steve knew he cared about her safety but that wasn't something new –he tended to protect every innocent. Then there was something else? He asked himself and instantly found an answer: there was. Sometimes he dreamt about touching her –in an innocent way, feeling her warm skin and his lips finding hers slowly –having all the time to taste them. But there was an explanation for that dreams –Steve repeated that in his mind every time he had been waking up from one of those: The last time he kissed a woman was seventy years ago and, even he refused to admit it, he had some necessities as the other males in the world. However another voice talked in his deep thoughts: yeah, but you don't dream about kissing 'Tasha or Phoebs, do you?

"I'm sorry, Cap, I didn't mean to say it." Summer broke the silent glancing out at Steve. "I'm sorry." She repeated it in a low voice looking down to avoid his eyes. "I really am."

"Summer…" His voice broke when her eyes caught him again with sadness; they were so deep he felt he lost himself inside them. "Summer, I—I don't know what you found in my mind but… You're—Summer, you're important to me. Maybe not i—"

"I know." She interrupted him shouting her words to shut him up. "I know you care. You're a good person, Steve, you really are and I—I am not." Steve looked at her confused and an urge to hug her flew inside him but his body didn't move a bit –there stilled the inconvenient of Summer's power even she ensured it was controllable. "I think you didn't misunderstood me, Cap." She got up from the bed, facing him. "You care, I don't. You trust me, I don't trust you. You think I'm worth fighting for, but I am not." Then Steve could see the real expression of her face –it wasn't sadness what he saw before, it was just the emptiness. "You cannot love a person that can't love you back."

"I don't understand…" Steve whispered wishing this conversation was a nightmare, a painful nightmare.

"I don't feel anything, Steve." Even she tried to look sad; there was nothing but emptiness in her eyes. "I don't feel Sully is my friend, I don't feel I have a family, I don't feel you're—you're someone I can trust."

"But you said it… You said you trusted me when we met at your father's lab."

"It was a question of surviving; you're the only one I could fool." The words hit the air, cutting him deep. "When I got your memories I realized how empty I was… So lack of emotions, of love…, it hurts me."

Before Steve could say anything else, the door of Summer's room opened rudely. "Phoebe is missing." Tony whispered and his eyes showed the worry for his friend –Steve knew the blond was important to the man of iron, maybe not in the way Pepper was but in the Happy was. She was one of the people Tony trusted the most and now something happened to her. The Captain blinked in confusion. "I putted a GPS in every one of you." Steve raised his eyebrows –when did that happen? "Don't be surprised, Cap." Tony smiled with mischievous. "Maybe you had slept seventy years but you actually sleep like a baby." The Captain blushed but didn't complain about it –yeah, he didn't exactly have insomnia after all… He enjoyed sleep hours and hours. "The GPS of Phoebe is turned off." A window was created in front of them thanks to Jarvis's system, he showed a map of the city and Steve could see there were at least five little drops in the Stark Tower. "That's pretty bad."

"Maybe she used her abilities and the GPS wrecked." Steve suggested and Tony gave him an obviously look; he already made the object of a material Phoebe couldn't electrify. Stark was right, something pretty bad happened to her. Steve bit his lip; it was coincidence Phoebe disappeared when days before Ben showed himself? No, it wasn't. "Aaron is making his movements." He whispered and Tony nodded slowly.

"I'm afraid of, Cap." Steve sighed and looked at Summer, she was quiet standing out of the conversation.

"Number four, Benjamin Scott, found us in our walk." Tony flew his eyes open and Steve thought he could disintegrate him with just a look –but fortunately nothing happened. "He wanted to take Summer with him but…" But what? Why he didn't do it at the end? Summer got The Captain unconscious thanks to her power; nothing could possible interpose between the experiment and the girl… Why he didn't take advantage of the situation?

And now she was admitting not feeling at all –even morality didn't mean anything for her. Why stayed by their side? Why not going with Ben and his father, Aaron? There were a lot of question in his mind to put them in words…, or maybe he stilled feeling the urge of protecting her –even from Tony.

"He changed his mind at the end I think…"

"He changed his mind?" Tony asked knowing that wasn't the whole story; Steve was hiding something important to him. The Captain sighed and left no importance to the rest of the story but the man of iron was too much stubborn. "Phoebe is missing, Cap, I'm going to do anything to take her back." And then he turned back to see his half-sister, Summer leaned her head to the right. "What do you know?" Tony took a step forward to her. "Summer! This isn't a game! If you know something…"

"Sir." JARVIS's voice interrupted the conversation taking them by surprise. "Phoebe's GPS has turned on."

They had the exactly position of Pepper's secretary but clearly it was a trap. Tony looked at the drop that symbolized Phoebe's position –that girl, with all her tireless optimism, had done so much for him… especially in his bad moments and, ah, he had had a lot of them. He couldn't let her in that place even knowing Aaron planned something against them. Steve supported him and only took him a few minutes to be ready for the action. Bruce Banner and Clint Barton stilled in the Asylum so they couldn't count with the whole team, Natasha was in her way to the tower to watch over Summer –Tony didn't trust the girl enough to let her alone in his home.

"Ready, Capsicle?"

[Aaron's hideout, Actual day]

When Phoebe woke up she found herself tied to a chair, there was electrodes in her head connected by cables to another person –a man who was lying in a metal table. She was madding her way back home when felt a pinch in her neck, suddenly everything went dark and that's all she could remember. The leashes were made of metal so didn't have a chance to break them to escape; it had to be another way. "You're awake, fine." When she looked up a couple of blue eyes saluted her. Don't try anything, Two, it'd be better for you if you cooperate, the voice of the woman said in her mind even she didn't open her mouth to speak.

"Why am I here?" Phoebe asked trying to seem stronger than she actually was, her heart was beating fast –too much afraid. "Who are you?" She asked to a silhouette in the dark. Red Skull took a step forward to show himself in a lighting place; Phoebe could appreciate now his scary appearance. "What do you want from me?" She asked and this time, her voice broke.

"Miss Book, welcome to a new age." Red Skull said ignoring her questions. "Pardon for our methods but I assumed you wouldn't come if I had asked you." Phoebe glanced out at him and she told herself to be brave, now was the time to prove she wasn't a little scared girl anymore. "My name is Johann Smicht, Miss Book, and you're here to help me in my plans." There was another man next to the table where the boy laid, he was wearing some kind of a lab coat and weird opaque glasses that Phoebe didn't understand the meaning –he couldn't see anything with those glasses… "You did this before, dearie."

"And I don't want to do it again." The woman with blue eyes sighed and moved her head to catch Phoebe's attention. Cooperate; it'd be better for you. "No!" She shouted and clenched her fists in anger. "No is my last answer."

"No, it's not, Miss Book." Zola interrupted her and pressed a button from the control plane behind him, in one of the screens an image shown, and after a few second Phoebe recognized the person who was at the ground beaten until got unconscious: Jack Book, her little brother. All the strength she felt banished instantly and the fear of losing the only member of her family that stilled alive replaced it. "Did you change your mind?"

"Yes…" She whispered and cried her eyes out. "I'll do it."

Jake untied her and Phoebe got closer to the table, now she could see the boy's face. He was cute –his eyes were pretty close, his black hair was too long and needed desperately a wash, he wasn't wearing any shirt and Phoebe could appreciate his muscles, his left arm had been replaced by one made of metal. She swallowed her own saliva and putted her hands in his head.

This time something was different –she could feel it, it wasn't like the other time when she woke up Summer from the death. Zola was injecting him some kind of serums and when he made his signal she started to use her ability. The electricity flew through his body, activating every cell –making them working again. She bowed her head to rest her forehead upon his. "Wake up…" Phoebe whispered with her eyes closed. "Wake up for me, please…"

[Stark Tower, hours later]

Natasha turned to be an interesting babysitter. She wasn't there only to watch over her all the time, the red hair woman guided the brunette to the gym –where Summer and Steve trained in the morning. "Why are we here?" The younger asked in confusion as she dressed for the occasion –she needed to wear gloves even 'Tasha was professional enough to avoid touching her.

"I thought you wanted to train." The agent responded with a rude voice as she reached for two sticks made of wood –without wasting time, she gave one of the sticks to Summer, the girl held it without knowing what to do now. "Do you know something about Bojotsu? It's a Japanese martial art." Taking her by surprise, 'Tasha attacked her with the stick. Even Summer stopped the hit, she fell to the ground unarmed –her stick fell a few inches from her. "Get up." Summer did it instantly –feeling the adrenaline flooding in her veins.

"Why are you helping me?" She asked and stopped another hit –this time she stood but almost fell again. Natasha smiled –or at least a little bit. "I hurt your companion by accident… How was his name? Clint….?" Summer sighed. "I'm dangerous."

"I'm not here for vengeance if you're asking." Natasha paused and Summer took advantage of it trying to hit her with her stick, but the agent was fast and moved to avoid the touch.

"So you're here to help me because you want it?" It was confusing for her because no one –apart from Steve and Sully- showed an intention to help her with her abilities or her limited self-defense, and now Natasha was there training her without asking for something. "I thought you hated me."

"You're a survivor." The woman with the red hair said with a serious voice and her eyes shining with fierce. "Just like me."

[Aaron's hideout]

When the boy opened his eyes she felt relieved. "Hi…" Phoebe whispered without moving a little bit. Oh, he had a pretty eyes after all –they were blue, a peaceful color to lose herself in it. The boy glanced out at her confused and his lips parted but nothing escape from them. "It's okay, you're going to be okay now." But she wasn't sure that was the true… Red Skull's plans were a mystery for her but for sure the boy wouldn't have a good position in them. A thought crossed her mind by surprise: what if the boy was a criminal? What if she woke up a murderer? What if he was going to kill Tony and the rest of the team? What have she done?

"Good!" Zola pushed her away from the table and Phoebe doddered while tried to stand up, using her abilities was too much and she felt exhausted. "Welcome to the dead, Sergeant Barnes." The boy looked at him with empty eyes. "Five, your turn." Jacquelin was next to him but her attention was putted in the experiment number two, Phoebe shook her head no -knowing her intentions of manipulation the boy's mind in order to be useful in Zola's plans. "Five." He insisted with a rough voice and the woman with blue eyes nodded. "Erase everything." Phoebe heard him even he was talking really low and her eyes moved to the boy, he was glancing out at her confused, totally lost.

"Sorry…" She whispered before one of the men of Red Skull held her by the shoulders.

Tony was flying thanks to his iron man suit –JARVIS told him it'd only take five minutes or less to get to Aaron's hideout. He could see Steve riding a motorbike so fast over him and a million of questions started to flew onto his mind. The millionaire clicked his tongue in disgust; it wasn't the time for a conversation… However, he wasn't known for shutting himself up. "What about you and Summer? Why you were in her room?" He was afraid Steve got mad because of his intromission but Tony could hear perfectly a sigh, the Captain was up to talking.

"It's not what you think…" Steve said using the transmitter of his mask –a toy made by Stark Industries. "Summer told me she couldn't feel anything… And that includes trust and the difference between good and evil."

"Tell me something new." Tony smiled using a joke tone in his voice, Steve raised his eyebrows –it wasn't funny, in fact, the morality of Summer was an important element to balance their possibilities of stopping Aaron. "Her brain reset itself after the accident, Capsicle, and, if you don't know it, the emotions are regulated by the neurons and the hormones… You didn't think they come from the heart, do you?" The silent was the best answer Tony could get. "You saw her, she's more stable than she was when we found her in that lab."

"It's not a question of stability, Tony…" Steve complained in a whisper. "What if one day she wake up and left us for Aaron?"

"I bet you'll be really jealous." The Stark clicked his tongue. "That's the situation Director Fury wants to prevent… He commanded me the mission to teach her the better way but—Y'now, I still be me." Steve rolled his eyes –he didn't want to think about Summer becoming Tony 2.0. "Pepper made me a better person, but I still have some—some wounds."

"I'm glad she found you."

"And you found Summer." He interrupted Steve's speech. "And you can be her Pepper."

They got her prison in order to control her movements. Phoebe closed her eyes waiting for the time, she wasn't stupid. Even she always tried to see the goodness in everything, now was impossible. Red Skull wouldn't let her going home like nothing happened. Her time was over. She only prayed for her brother to still alive –Jack, her little brother, was barely a teenager, he needed to learn too much about life and get so many experiences… "Phoebe?" Someone said in the darkness and she opened her eyes again, immediately the blond recognized the owner of the voice.

"Aaron." Phoebe smiled to herself, it was irony that the man who gave her the specialness came now to kill her. "Do it quickly." But the scientist had no intention of erasing her life.

"Phoebe, I need you to survive." He bended down in front of her and took her both hands with his. "To remind the world I created something good." Phoebe raised her eyebrows confused as she saw the man's face. Aaron had his skin paler than before, his lips were almost white and the hands that were holding hers were too cold. "But don't let them forget the things I did, the things that will come because of the mistakes I made long time ago."

"What do you mean?" Phoebe asked raising her voice with fear and holding back his hands. "What's going to come?"

"Seven." Aaron whispered and she saw in his eyes how much afraid he was of his last experiment –she knew it, the boy was destined to be something very different. "Tell Steve I'm sorry…" Tears filled his old eyes and his hands started to shake. "I wish everything went different… Oh, Phoebe, Phoebe…" Even he tried to hold them back; he burst into tears. "What I've done? I just wanted to be a hero… I just wanted to help my country… And I failed, I failed long time ago and I failed now." Phoebe putted an arm around him and without wanting it, she found herself hugging him trying to consulate his pain. "Phoebe, Phoebe I need you one last time." He separated her to see her face again. "Promise me, promise me." Aaron repeated his words over and over again in whispers before holding her by the shoulders. "Lynette."

"Your wife?" Phoebe asked confused and Aaron nodded slowly. "Do you want me to find her…?"

"No…, to stay away from her." His voice sounded rough and a little bit scared. "Protect Summer, protect her, Phoebe. Don't let—Oh, what I've done?"

"Aaron? Are you okay?" The scientist left her and stood up looking at nowhere. "Aaron?" She repeated again and raised one of her hands to catch him, but he took a step back. "Stay here." She begged glancing out at him. "Please."

"I have to protect her."

"Summer? Your daughter?" Phoebe tried to hold him talking like there was no tomorrow –maybe because there wasn't for any of them. "You still care about her, right?" Aaron looked down directly to her, his eyes shined with madness and Phoebe shut up instantly.

"I can't have kids, Miss Book." His lips curved in a sad smile as Phoebe's expression turned to be the definition of confusion –then what about Summer? And Winnie? As far as she knew the male still be needed in the process of creating a new life. "Have a long life, Phoebe, for me."

Zola was packing the necessary for leaving the place as soon as they could, Red Skull had activated the GPS from the experiment number Two and that only meant problems. The Avengers were coming after them to get her friend back, and Zola had no intentions of leaving his work behind.

"He's ready." Jacquelin turned around to see the boss of the mission; Winnifred crossed her arms watching at the sergeant out of time. "I putted the list in his mind as you wanted; my work here is done..."

"Not yet." The girl said and smiled to Five. "You're too value, Jackie, and I have more works for you." Red Skull made his entrance glancing at the teenage girl and Winifred nodded to confirm everything was going the way they planned. "There's only one way to leave this team, Five, never forget it."

"Five." Red Skull called her and Jacquelin moved quickly to get closer, Seven was next to Zola ready for the next movement. "It's time."

Phoebe stood up from the ground; Aaron had left her alone in her cell minutes ago, now she needed to keep moving. None of the men of Red Skull were guarding the corridor, so she ran the fast she could to be away from the dungeons. The place seemed a maze –full of corridors that went nowhere and a lot of doors that stayed closed even she tried to open them using all her strength.

Suddenly the sound of a shot surprised her and when turned around to see what happened, she found out Ben, experiment number Four, was following her with the intention of stopping her –and it didn't seem he cared too much if she was alive or dead. "Come on, Phoebs! Be a good girl!" He shouted running after her.

Ben wasn't a fool; he knew everything about her powers so he never would come to face her without having an ace up the sleeve. Maybe Ben found a way to stop her abilities, or worse: using them against her –she wasn't immune to the electricity after all.

The lab was empty. Tony hit the wall with one of his hands making a big hole in it. They were late. Phoebe's GPS was upon a table made of metal, Steve took it. "She's not here, Stark." Well, that was obvious even for him. "No one i—" But then they heard the shots; they came from the basement of the building.

"I'll check." Iron man flied directly to the ground –breaking the all structure when the armor suit ran through it. Steve was about to complain about being left behind when he heard steps coming, when looked up to see what was coming this time… He saw him. Aaron was trying to stand up relying on one of the walls, there was a way made of blood behind him.

"Captain." Steve reacted later and the man fall to the ground, the Captain bended down to press his hands against the wound of his chest. "Are you trying to save me?" He whispered with a smile in his face –Steve couldn't say if it was a tender one or maybe reflected the sadness of the scientist's heart. "It's hopeless…"

"No man is left behind." Steve complained pressing harder –the blood was escaping from the bullet hole too fast, and he was afraid Aaron had lost too much in his way to find him. "Don't give up, soldier." He turned on the transmitter, hoping Tony would understand his position of saving the man who tried to destroy Stark's happiness. Iron man didn't answer his call. "Don't give up."

"I'm not a soldier anymore, Steven…" Aaron tossed and his mouth filled of blood, Rogers helped him to incorporate and Aaron grabbed Steve's suit to pull Cap to him. "Hydra is everywhere, Hydra is everywhere, Steven, they never went away, they're everywhere… Everywhere!"

"Red Skull is dead." The Captain whispered trying to calm him down. "I saw him dying when he touched The Tesseract."

"No, he's not." Aaron looked at him horrified. "I never wanted to be a part of this, Steven… I never wanted it. But I couldn't—I did so many bad things… its better this way, Captain, because I don't deserve forgiveness." His hands reached for something in his pocket, a pen-drive covered in blood. Aaron extended the object to the Captain and Steve took it without hesitate. "You have a great heart…" For a moment, Steve remembered the time Dr. Erskine died in his arms because of Hydra. Aaron wasn't like the doctor, but he felt pain anyway. Once ago the scientist was an important friend, now was the man who made too much wrong choices. "Thanks… I never wanted to die alone… Thanks for not leaving me here, Steven…"

"You're one of my men, Strauss, I'm not leaving you behind." Aaron closed his eyes and his lips curved with tenderness. "Never."

"Thank you."

They hadn't been late. Phoebe was there, but Benjamin Scott was following her, carrying a gun. It only took him a few seconds to subdue the experiment number four; Ben grumped in the ground with his hands tied to an old radiator. "You came for me." Phoebe stood trying to hold back the tears. "You're here."

"Of course I came." Tony interrupted her and opened the mask to reveal his face. "You're my Pikachu and definitely I'm not going anywhere without you." He hugged her and the girl started to cry loudly –for the first time, she felt someone cared about her, she belonged to one place. "It's okay, Phoebs, now it's okay."

"I want to go home, Tony…"

"Of course." He nodded slowly. "Pepper is making hot chocolate for you, she'll kill me if we're late and it's too cold to drink it." Phoebe laughed separating from him –breaking the hug. "That's my Phoebs." He smiled to her with tender. "Never change."

Aaron was dead. Steve left his dead body in the ground and stood up –maybe Tony would need help. But before he could jump into the hole of the ground, new steps took him by surprise. "Dad…?" The Captain glanced out at the girl who was coming slowly. "Dad? Dad! Oh, daddy!"

The girl bended down to hug the dead body of Aaron and burst into tears. "I'm sorry…" But she wasn't listening him. "Are you Winifred…?"

"Yeah…" She looked up to see him. "I was prisoner in one of the cells of the basement… But Aaron—my dad came to save me… We escaped but—but then of that man showed from nowhere and—and he had a gun—and he—and my dad—he just tried to—to save me…" The eyes of the Captain reflected the compassion Winifred expected, and when she tried to stand up the man with the plan helped her. "They say—that evil people said my sister is alive. Is that true?"

"Summer is alive." Steve responded without doubting of the innocence of the girl. "Thanks to her father, she is."

"Can I see her?"

Jacquelin didn't know what's going on next but she was afraid it wouldn't be her cup of tea. As far as she knew, that boy Two woke up was Captain America's best friend: his real name was James Buchanan Barnes. The official information said that he died seventy years ago, but obviously the data was totally wrong. Something happened to him after failing from that train, something related with Red Skull and Zola. "That's my name?" When Jake heard a voice, his voice, in her own mind she jumped by surprise, horrified. "Is James my name?"

"You can read my mind?" Jacquelin asked him, half-closing her eyes. "How?" Bucky smiled in a way she didn't like it –his eyes were so empty of emotion that made her shiver scared. "Yeah, James is your name."

"And yours, Jacquelin."

"Don't read my mind." She begged –some secrets needed to stay secret.

"I won't." He responded calmly. "Who's the girl?"

"Who?" She raised her eyebrows confused. "Who do you mean?" Jake erased all his memories, it was impossible he remembered someone from his past.

"Her." Jacquelin could see an image in her own mind: Phoebe's face, it was from Bucky's perspective –maybe it belonged when he had woken up. "Phoebe?"

"Phoebe Book, experiment number Two." Jake explained mentally.

"She's not in my list, she's not a target."

Yay! So my particular version of The Winter Soldier starts! (Don't be afraid, it's free from spoilers of the movie! :3 –anyway, anyone see it? IT WAS AMAZING! / and *it's not spoilers, I swear* said the name of Riley a couple of times in the movie and I went "My giiiiirl" –I have a problem, I know.)

Finally Bucky is here, in my fic! :DD I went really sad writing the dead of Aaron but it was necessary for the plot (he wasn't a really villain, was he?). I'm excited for the action that it's coming! Yes! Bring it on!