A/N: OH MY GOD I FINALLY DID IT THANK THE HEAVENS. Okay so my reason for not uploading is because I couldn't log in to my account for some reason, I could log in on my phone but I can't upload from my phone obvs and I was having this big panic and I even cried in frustration cause I was like 'they need this chapter, they DESERVE it and I have to finish it' and ugh so long story short, I went onto the mobile website on my laptop, logged on to that and then went back to desktop/tablet mode and I was still logged in and I'm just so happy omfg hi guys, I hope none of y'all hate me.

And just... this is it guys, I've only got one chapter left to write - God I'm crying already.

To Captain The Best, THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO YOU CAUSE YOUR COMMENT MADE ME CRY I FELT SO LOVED AND IDK I JUST CRIED LIKE A BABY, and as for the 'finding their daughter part' I can now confirm that it will be the main plot for the sequel to this story.

To BlondeConspiracy, it's cool, I apologise for not updating my fanfiction any sooner.

Thank you to vilevillian, Kima Wolfwood, Romantic Obsession, BiancaTSparrow101 and SilverShadowWolf46. I hope y'all have a wonderful day and that you smile at least five times!

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

"Perhaps the rare and simple pleasure of being seen for what one is compensates for the misery of being it."

― Margaret Drabble

It was very late at night, that is all Summer knew when she awoke from another one of her extremely dark dreams, she was starting to quite going to sleep altogether if it meant not having to relive killing her fiancé over and over again.

She reached her arm across the bed in hope to find Bucky, to have him consolidate her as he usually would do whenever she told him she had a nightmare, but instead she found that he wasn't actually there. She lifted her head up from the puffy pillow and tried to open her tired arms, only seeing (a slightly blurred) empty bedside. "Bucky?" She croaked, the anxiety which she normally got from her dreams filling her heart.

After hearing no reply she decided to get up from her bed. she made a quick stop at the wardrobe where she changed out of her nightgown in to an old t-shirt which was five-sizes larger and could probably act as a parachute, as well as some baggy shorts. It was time to explore.

She pressed the button to the doorway and waited for it to come down to her floor, the electricity seemed to be working which was a good thing. "JARVIS?" She called out, to which there was no reply. That's what truly scared her, she'd understand why Tony or Bucky weren't there to reply, but where the hell could JARVIS had gone?

The door dinged open and she stepped in. Summer's hands had begun to become clammy and they were shaking, she clenched her hands tightly and waited for the door to dining open. It arrived at the front room and the doors swished open, Summer bravely stepping out and recalling all her fighting skills that she'd learnt.

She froze at the sight in front of her, it all seemed too familiar. Everything in the room was trashed, thrown to the ground and smashed to pieces. The sofa had been flipped over as well. Though it was the last thing she wanted to do, her eyes raised towards the bar. It was just as destroyed as everything else.

Part of her hoped dearly that this was all just a dream, that she really wasn't alive. But nothing was foggy in her mind like last time, this time, she was sure it was real.

She slowly made her way towards the bar, her steps careful and stepping over any broken bits of glass, knowing full well that this time around that she could get stabbed in the foot and it would be very painful. "Bucky?" She called out, now hovering a few steps away from being able to see over the bar.

She got no answer.

Summer sucked in a deep breath, trying to acquire as much courage as she could so she could throw her body over to the bar and look over it. She closed her eyes, willing her body to move itself, and it did. Her body took short and agonisingly long steps over towards it. She pushed out her arms and felt out for the bar, when she found it she gripped the edges of the bar so tight her hands turned white.

She opened her eyes, her breath still caught in her throat as she looked over the bar. She saw nothing but broken glasses of bourbon.

The breath slipped through her lips as every tight muscle in her body finally relaxed, a smile forming across the chewed lips, "thank God," she whispered in relief as she stood back into place. However, this only brought up more questions for Summer. If this wasn't like her dream, then what had happened? Where was everyone?

That's when she was hit with something hard in the back, right on her spine. She was able to recognise it as the butt of a gun - something which she'd been hit in the back with quite a lot in the past - and it instantly made her collapse into the ground, the person who'd hit her bringing a swift kick to her stomach. "Stay down!" He commanded, his voice deep.

She looked up to see who was the attacker but his face was covered by a black mask which mirrored to the black wrap which covered his body, helping him stay hidden in the background while she was busy exploring. Too more people came out of the shadows, their guns raised and pointed towards her.

"Where are my friends?" She asked, trying to seem vague on her relationship so they couldn't use her connection with them against her.

One of the men laughed menacingly, "alive, barely." He cackled.

Summer could literally feel her heart drop, her entire body just felt like a vase that had been crushed repeatedly with a baton. She didn't break down though, no, she got angry. And the anger fuelled the power inside of her, she could feel it's entire essence burning inside of her, moving through her body and demanding to be given the permission to destroy the people that destroyed her friends, destroyed her fiancé. Would they ever be able to get married?

With rage fuelling her stamina, she pushed out her arm and grabbed a hold of one of the man's leg, pulling him down to the ground. He was the one who had told her they hurt her friends, "you will die first." She hissed, rolling her body so she was on top of him, her fist raised up and she threw it down on his face, a loud crack following as his nose broke.

His friends stood and watched in awe or a moment, truly surprised by the little girl which had managed to overpower their large friend and beat him within an inch of his life with only a few punches.

After the momentary pause to appreciate her skill, they quickly both grabbed one of her arms and hauled her off of his body. The victim of Summer's wrath stood up and did a swift kick towards her stomach.

By now the power was begging to be used, it was practically bursting from her body and she was pretty sure she had no chance in stopping it. These people weren't worth her losing control of her power and being condemned to whatever punishment the government could think of. She couldn't fight either with her powers controlling her every thought, she had to calm the hell down immediately.

What had Bruce told her to think about/ he tried to remember, she had told him to think of Bucky. Bucky, her man, the man which was currently dying somewhere while she did nothing- no, that wasn't helping, only fuelling the power. She needed to think of a good moment with him, a moment to relax her.

That's when it clicked in her head, the moment which would always stay memorable to her. It was the moment she knew for sure that she loved Bucky, the moment she knew she didn't want to be with anyone else and that he was the one person she'd ever love, the only one.

They lay together underneath a cover, both of them naked with a sheet covering their body and facing each other. Bucky reached out and grabbed her hand, beginning to play with her fingers. He had already begun to kiss her touch only a few minutes after they'd been locked in some passionate lovemaking.

His eyes turned to stare down at their intertwined hands while Summer's green eyes were fixed on Bucky's blue eyes, her mind conjuring up some more metaphors to describe them with.

Summer had never felt so nice and relaxed, the serenity that surrounded her was actually quite shocking. "How long do you think this is going to last?" She asked softly, raising their hands so they rested in front of each others faces, messing around with one another.

"Hopefully forever." He says bluntly, kissing her hand. "How long do you want it to last?" He questioned.

His question did make Summer think of a lot though, she'd become quite use to his company and she knew that if it came to it then she would most certainly die for him nowadays, in fact, Summer was pretty sure that this was no longer the 'friends with benefits' relationship that it had started out as. And for some reason she wasn't scared, for some reason she was amazed. This man had managed to make her feel an emotion that she hadn't even initially believed in, she was pretty sure she loved him.

She wanted to smile, to jump up and down. She felt human again, she felt like she could finally be free from these walls. But it was still too soon to say anything, she was still too defended by these high walls.

"I don't know." She answered with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

There it was, that feeling of comfort. She didn't need her powers, she need to save her friends and her lover.

While the men were distracted with beating her up, she raised her elbow and made it smash into one of the guys face, as he fell backwards she reached out and grabbed his gun, using the gun now in her hands to shoot the other two attackers in the legs. She wasn't shooting to kill, she now knew how it felt to be a killer and never again was she going to experience that feeling.

Once the two people were down on the ground she hit them in the head with the butt of the gun. She turned to the last remaining conscious attacker and pointed the gun towards his chest, "where are my friends?" Summer demanded, pressing the steel hard against his right nipple. He chuckled in reply and Summer took that as a sign that he wasn't going to reveal the information that she'd requested, so it was then Summer decided to kick it up a notch. She lowered the gun down to his crotch and that's when he finally froze, his entire body stiffening and she could see his eyes widen beneath the black mask he was wearing, "now are you going to tell me?"

He gulped, "D-Director, can you come out now please?" The man crowed, confusing Summer even more.

"What?" She asked just as the lights to the room turned on, she looked up to the lights, squinting her eyes in pain at the sudden lighting. A hand gently grasped her arm which was holding the gun and forced her to lower it, scared she turned to look at the person who touched her and was shocked when she saw her lover. "Bucky?" She squeaked, "you're okay?" Her eyes fluttered to everyone else who was now revealing themselves, all the people who she'd thought was in danger. "You're all okay?"

Bucky pulled her to face him again, hands grasping the side of her face and his eyes scanning over her body, "are you okay?"

She nodded her head, putting her hands on top of his. "I don't understand." She stated, almost beginning to cry.

"You did it Summer," Nick said while stepping up beside her, "you didn't use your power and relied on your human abilities."

Her eyes widened after realising just exactly what everything had been about, her disoriented frown turning into a giant smile. She through her arms around Bucky, beginning to cheer as everyone else applauded her achievement. Bucky lifted her up and spun her around in his arms. Once they'd settled down and he had returned Summer to the ground, he turned to the Director, "so that's it, are you going to help us?"

The Director nodded, "you'll be a free woman soon Summer Scotts."