There are a few references to some key scenes from
Winter Soldier and some other Avenger moments, and a potential left boob grab too ?.

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I leaned back on the wall of the cellar, sitting down on an old wooden crate, my hand gently laying against my hip, running over the area in which my tattoo had been for the past 25 years of my life.

'So what happened?' Chris asked, stacking some of the boxes against the shelving.

'It feels so surreal right now' I said, my voice barely a whisper as I replayed the night in my head, from first seeing him sitting upstairs, to our encounter in the side alley barely 30 minutes ago.

'But he bailed on you, so what are you going to do?' I heard Alex say, stepping into the cellar, dropping of a few new boxes of bottles.

'I don't know what to do, he claims he doesn't have a soul mate mark' I sighed , realising what his words meant. 'Maybe the universe is just playing some cruel game with me'

'The universe can't be wrong Alli, it just can't wait, what are the chances of him saying his birthdate, firstly in front of you, and secondly the correct date' Alex said, not wanting to believe the universe could be so cruel to someone like yourself.

'Even if it were true and I did indeed have a soulmate somewhere in this world, I want to believe I met him tonight, but that man was definitely not 72 years older than me, he barely looked to be in his 30s' I said.

'Hang on wait, he was hanging out with the Avengers, who was he hanging around with the most upstairs?' Chris asked, coming over to stand closer to me, and clicking his fingers as if he was trying to figure out the puzzle.

'He pretty much was by himself or with Steve' I replied, sound a little uncertain because I wasn't sure how this was going to help me.

A few moments passed and the three of us stood in silence as Chris paced lightly around the room before spinning around and snapping his fingers together.

'It's Bucky'

'What? Who the hell is Bucky?!' I exclaimed, I knew most of the actual Avengers thanks to the countless news articles about them, but I never remembered reading about someone called Bucky.

'He was Captain Americas best friend in the 40s, got captured by Hydra, they must have found him when Shield went down' Chris said a little surprised that neither me or Alex had heard about him.

'Sorry we all aren't huge superhero nerds' Alex said with a chuckle.

We were interrupted when one of the other bartenders walked into the cellar , ' Alli,I have someone out here asking for you'

I looked up, I knew it wouldn't have been Bucky but my heart raced at the thought that he could have come back to see me. I stood up quickly, wiping my dried tears, and quickly fluffed out my now flat hair.

Chris and Alex both pushed me to head out of the cellar and I took a deep breathe as I looked up and , my heart quickly deflated at seeing the super soldier standing there.

'Alli, do you see where my friend went?' Steve said looking at me for an answer.' I haven't seen him since he came downstairs'

I sighed looking down at the ground for a second, 'he found me out in the alleyway, and then he pretty much turned and ran after we spoke'

'What happened out there?' Steve asked wanting more information about his friend.

I looked around not wanting people to overhear our conversation and gestured for him to come behind the bar. 'Come on we can talk out the back'

I turned to head back out to the cellar, Luke had gone home for the next which mean Alex was now in charge and I'm sure he wouldn't mind me using the area as a meeting room.

'Alex and Chris this is Steve, Steve these are my two best friends' I gestured between the three men and smiled to myself.

I turned to face Steve, 'you know about the whole soulmate thing right!?' I asked not sure if Steve knew or believed in the soulmate thing, some people weren't lucky enough to be gifted with the mark, they were set to fend for themselves to find a mate with no help at all.

'Yeah I know all about it' Steve said and I noticed his hand reach up to touch his left side of the chest.

'Well mine reads March 10 1917' I said, hoping he would be able to put the two pieces together.

'wait that's Bucky's birthday' Steve said, looking up at me a little wide eyed. 'That can't be right'

I looked up at Steve and back toward Alex and Chris. My hand reached down to the hemline of my dress.

'M'am you don't need to be undressing at a time like this' Steve said, his hands reaching up to cover his eyes slightly.

'It's ok, I'm wearing shorts under this dress anyway' I said pulling my dress up to show my soulmate mark. 'See it's not a mistake'

'But he was born in the 40s' Steve said still sounding a little shocked.

'I know, we have a 72 year difference, it's the reason I got kicked out of my house' I said, not letting the bad decision my parents make all those years ago bother me.

'I know the age difference is a shock, but I know what is like' Steve said. Realising what he had just said out loud.

'How could you know, your soulmate was probably from the 40s?' I said not even thinking that his soulmate had more than likely already passed away.

'I'm one of the few to have had 2 soulmates in my life, one was just a platonic relationship' Steve said opening up a little, 'the other one's been more romantic'

I nodded, I had hoped my own soulmate relationship would be a romantic one, but with the age difference I was more than likely going to have to just settle for a platonic friendship. That is if he wanted to even see me.

'Bucky said he doesn't even have a soulmate mark though' I said sadly.

'Let me sort it out ok? I'll see what I can find out' Steve offered, 'it has so work out, the universe can't make a mistake, plus you both have met now, it's not just a coincidence'

'Thank you Steve' I said. 'Want me to give you my number?'

'I don't currently have a phone, keep breaking them, still getting use to all this technology' Steve embarrassingly said.

'Hang on i'll grab a piece of paper' I ran out to the bar and came back with a coaster and a texta. I quickly jotted down my number, 'I'm here most nights anyway'

I offered him the coaster and then took a step back. I wanted to know more about his history and past but didn't want to pry just yet. I hoped we would become friends after this was all sorted.

'I better get back to everyone, they'll probably be leaving soon' Steve said, popping the coaster into his pocket. 'I'll speak to Bucky I promise, he deserves to be happy'

I nodded, I wanted to get to know him, if everything was true he must have been through a great deal, and I hoped we could both help each other with our own battles and demons

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