Kat walked down the grey hallways, nearly skipping with glee, but she kept herself calm. She had been planning the study for what seemed like forever and was now finally getting to actually start. Yes, she had come up with the study to help save people, but that was only part of it, a very important part, yes, but still only a part. She had also done it because she was genuinely interested in what effect the serums/testing had on the mind. Like everyone else in her family, she was fascinated by science, because everything was in some way just science. Even 'magic' was science, it was just unexplained science.

Her boots made a soft thud every time they hit the metal ground. Fans made quiet whirling noises. People shuffled around. Wheels on carts squeaked, while the carts' contents clattered together. Even her breath made almost silent noises. The place may looked dull and even lifeless, but it sounded alive and with imagination, it could be a city. Without imagination it was just a factory. To Kat it was a city, but to Katchen it was a factory. Katchen help her to survive, but Kat allowed her to live. It was quite simple and right now she could be Kat.

Reaching the room she would be using, she typed in the four digit code and walked in to find that prisoner was already in the room, tied to a chair. Not that she was surprised by that though. She grinned at the surprised look on the man's face.

"Not who you were expecting?" she asked closing the door and setting the files down on the empty desk. The man looked at her confused and she realized that he didn't speak German. "Not who you were expecting?" she asked again, this time in English, while pulling a chair over. She didn't get any chose in who she got (the study couldn't be biased), but her one stipulation was that he was fluent in either English or German as those were the only languages she was fluent in.

"Not really," he replied.

"Well, hope you're not too disappointed," Kat said. "Here let me untie you. You must be uncomfortable." The man watched her curiously. She was definitely not who he had expected. Her long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her made her look like she belonged on a motorcycle or something, but not a lab. "Anyway," Kat said breaking through his thoughts. "You can call me Kat. And what should I call you?"

"Do you want my real name or what my friends call me?" he asked.

"What makes a name real?" she asked, smiling.

The man opened his mouth and then closed it, stumped. After a moment he finally said, "I don't know."

Kat let out a dramatic sigh. "Apparently no one does," she said. "But back to the first question. What do you want me to call you. I just need something to call you."

"Bucky, I guess," he said. "That's what everyone calls me."

"Bucky it is."

Buck shook his head. "This doesn't make sense."

"What doesn't make sense," Kat asked.

"You in this place."

Kat shrugged. "A lot of things in this world don't make sense."

"You are German right?"

"Yes," Kat replied. "Is that a problem?"

"No, it's just that… well I… never mind."

"You thought all Germans were evil?" Kat asked, giggling a little.

"No! well… I don't know. I just never really knew any Germans so…"

"Well, now you know one. Don't feel bad, I grew up learning that the Americans and the British and so forth were evil. So I think we're even."

"Is this what happens to all the prisoners?"

"No, actually my study finally got approved so you are the first one in it."

"I'm not sure if that is a good thing."

"Who knows?" Kat said. "Anyway you're going to be stuck seeing me a lot cause I'm the only one running the study. I hope you don't mind."

"Does it matter if I do?"

"Probably not."

"Am I allowed to know what this study is for?"

"Well basically you're going to have to answer lots and lots of questions, on completely random things. It's really not that hard."

"That didn't exactly answer my question."

"I'm testing to find out your overall intelligence, personality, and memory."

"For what?"

"You're going to have to figure that out yourself. Anyway, my turn to ask a question. What country are you from?"

"U.S."

"Figured as much. Do you want a cookie?" Kat asked. Bucky looked at her in surprise.

"You make no sense."

"I know."

A few weeks later…

Kat stared at the papers in front of her and let out a large sigh. This was the most tedious part of the study. She had to sort through all the answers and add things up, put in connections, add it up again, and well it's complicated. Then when she was finally done she would have to look through all of her work like three or four times to make sure she didn't make any mistakes. Her work probably made no sense to anyone, partly because it was just complicated partly because her handwriting was practically illegible, and partly because she had a tendency to write in Engman (combination of German and English). Being bilingual was sometimes annoying.

"What is it?" Bucky asked, looking up from his book.

"Will you just read your book," Kat said, annoyed.

"Alright reading my book, but you do realize that part of this book is in German, right?"

"Welcome to my world. While I am fluent in German and English I also know some Spanish, French, and Italian. I am also trying to learn a little Japanese."

"Is there anything you can't do?" Bucky asked amazed. The list of things Kat knew how to do grew every day. And while he had no way of knowing whether or not she was lying the list was impressive. Normally this is how the conversation would end, so he was surprised when she actually responded.

"I can't die," she said quietly before returning to her calculations, thus ending the conversation.

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"Ow," Bucky exclaimed as Kat injected something in his arm. "You couldn't even give me a warning before you poke me?"

"You're more relaxed when you don't know it's coming," Kat explained, poking him with another needle.

"Will you stop that?" Kat only giggled.