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Am I interrupting?

Bucky and Steve passed the neighbor right as she was leaving her apartment. Bucky wiggled his eyebrows, and Steve shook his head. Bucky nudged Steve, and Steve mouthed the word no emphatically, but Bucky just stared at his best friend until he relented. He turned to the nurse and did his best, but he'd never been very good at the whole…thing.

Well except for with Dannie.

But that was different.

Because it was DANNIE.

Steve did his best though, which was a lot harder with Bucky shoving his shoulder.

"What?" Steve finally snapped.

Bucky tilted his head, and Steve turned to see…

Dannie.

Standing just behind his neighbor, dressed casually and smiling awkwardly.

Great. She'd probably heard everything.

"Hey." He said dumbly.

"Hi." She greeted. "I'm sorry…am I interrupting?" She asked hesitantly.

"No." Steve shook his head quickly. "NO, you're not interrupting," He shot his neighbor a panicked look. "NOTHING, there's nothing,"

"Scale it back, Rogers," Bucky muttered, and Steve cut himself off. Dannie smiled slowly.

"Uh, okay. Listen," She shot Steve and Bucky's neighbor a look. "I just wanted to talk to you about a few things that I…know."

"Information?" Steve clarified. "You know things?"

"Yes." Dannie nodded her head meaningfully. "I know a lot of things."

Steve turned to Bucky.

She remembers, Bucky mouthed, and Steve's eyes widened.

"Can I come in?" Dannie asked, and Steve nodded.

"Of course! I'm sorry," He turned to his door, and his neighbor spoke up then slightly bemused.

"By the way, I think you left your stereo on," she added before making a hasty exit down the stairs.

Steve and Bucky shared a look. Bucky turned to shoot a bright smile Dannie's way.

"Mind doing us a favor?" He asked.

Dannie smiled and shrugged. "Sure."

Steve's front door opened and two people entered the apartment. They stopped in the kitchen, turning on lights, opening the fridge, speaking in low voices.

Meanwhile, Steve broke into his apartment through the window, creeping slowly around his apartment.

He paused when he recognized the man seated next to his record player. With a huff, he knocked three times on his wall, then stepped forward to converse.

Bucky heard the three knocks and smiled at Dannie.

"It's fine." He said after a moment. "It's a friendly."

Dannie grimaced. "I wouldn't be too sure." Bucky crossed his arms and leaned against the kitchen cabinets. "You shouldn't trust anyone right now," She added. "I really can't tell you why, but you and your friend should be careful. Things are about to go down."

Bucky narrowed his eyes. "That's what you wanted to talk about?" He asked. "About a threat against us?"

Dannie nodded quickly, and Bucky grimaced.

He'd been hoping she remembered. Then Bucky tilted his head. What kind of threat was she talking about? but before he could question her further, or even just ask her what she'd been up to the last oh, 70 years or so, gunshots had him grabbing her and forcing the two of them to the ground.

When the gunshots ended, the two burst into the living room, to find a bleeding Nick Fury and a harried Steve, hiding behind Steve's wall.

"What happened?" Bucky hissed.

"Gunshots," Steve jerked his head. "Window."

Bucky rolled his eyes. "I got that part, idiot. Do we have any more vital information?"

Steve looked down at Fury. "Later." He told Bucky.

"Actually," Dannie spoke up, "I think I could be of help there,"

"Captain Rogers? Sergeant Barnes?" The nurse from next door burst into the room, doing a thorough scan of his apartment, "Captain, I'm agent 13, SHIELD special services."

"Agent?" Steve said dumbly.

"I'm assigned to protect you two." She explained.

"On whose orders?" Steve demanded, affronted. Bucky nodded quickly in agreement. Them? Need protection?

That was when agent "13" saw Fury, on the ground. "His." She said dumbly, taking a moment before rushing to the Director's side and beginning to assess him. She pulled out a walkie talkie.

"Foxtrot is down, I need EMTS immediately," She reported.

"Do we have a 20 on the shooter?" A voice answered,

A glint of silver caught Steve's eye, and his mouth tightened. He nodded at Bucky, who nodded slowly back.

"Actually, I wouldn't," Dannie warned, but Steve just moved forward.

"Tell them we're in pursuit." He ordered, before bursting through the window, Bucky hot on his heels.

Dannie sighed heavily. "Shouldn't have done that." She shook her head. When she looked back up the neighbor was staring dumbly at her.

"It's a bad time." Dannie inferred with an awkward smile. "I…should go." She stood slowly. "I'll um…let myself out." She nodded, then turned towards the door.

She'd come back later.

Should I take the stairs?

Steve entered the elevator first…to find Dannie already there. She smiled.

"Is now a good time?" She asked brightly, and as happy as he was to see her, he really didn't want to see her right now.

"Not exactly," Steve bit out, but he moved to stand next to her.

Dannie's smile faltered, but she didn't leave the elevator, and neither did Steve.

"Its just…" Steve looked for words, "It's been a rough day."

"I know." Dannie said seriously. "And it's about to get a whole lot worse."

"I don't think that's possible," Steve chuckled wryly.

Dannie made a face, but she didn't argue with him.

Two men joined them in the elevator.

At the next stop, four men joined them, three of them in suits. They all eyed Dannie, but did their best to avoid Steve's gaze.

Three more men joined them.

"Oh my god." Steve muttered.

"Yep." Dannie agreed under her breath.

"Before we get started," Steve said loud enough that everyone could hear him. "Does anyone want to get off?"

"Yes." Dannie said fervently.

But the fight began anyway.

One of the men pressed the emergency stop button, Dannie ripped the electric sticks out of one man's hand, and for nine against two in a ten by ten, a lot of action was done. Dannie took out two guys while Steve fought with the other seven, and Dannie took two more before Steve could take out two of them. One of the men slammed Dannie's head into the wall and she went down, and Steve took him out next.

"Whoa big guy," Rumlow said. "I just want you to know…this isn't personal."

"Liar!" Dannie grunted as she swiped at his legs. Steve grabbed Rumlow's electric sticks and shocked the man into silence.

"It kind of feels personal," Steve muttered as he stared at the fallen men around him, at the men who used to be his comrades.

"I bet it does." Dannie patted his shoulder awkwardly. "Oh yeah. Don't open the elevator door."

Steve shot Dannie a look. "Then how do you suggest getting away?" He snapped.

Dannie patted the glass wall and grinned. "Losers first."

Steve shook his head, threw Dannie onto his back, then slammed through the glass, shield first.

The two scrambled upwards.

"Bike?" Dannie guessed.

"Yep." Steve agreed, and the two of them made a run for it.

When Steve lost the bike to take out the plane, Dannie watched.

She wasn't really skilled enough to help out with that part. The two shared a look once Steve was back on the ground, then Dannie huffed.

"Let's get out of here."

Steve made his way towards the hospital, pulling Dannie behind him, when she finally stopped.

"This is the end of the road," She said slowly, "for right now anyway. I've got to check in with my sources and you've got to get that flash drive back from widow. We'll meet up later."

Steve opened his mouth, but found that he had no words. Dannie smiled, waved, and hurried away.

"Tasha has what?" He muttered, before hurrying a little faster towards the hospital.

Can I get that for you?

Bucky followed behind Steve and Tasha awkwardly.

Was he supposed to pretend to be in a relationship with himself?

"That looks heavy, Can I get that for you?" Bucky started at the voice, because he recognized it, and he jumped at the warm hand grabbing his own, because he wasn't expecting it. But he smiled down at the woman walking next to him, now holding his hand…because it was Dannie.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, though his smile didn't let up.

Dannie smiled brightly back at him. "I've been trying to give you guys intel you desperately need, but I seem to always pick a bad time."

Bucky snorted. "It's all been bad times, recently,"

"Yes." Dannie nodded. "And it's going to get worse." She turned to Bucky. "Hydra's got spies everywhere, and a base in Jersey. Wheaton, specifically. Get there, get the information you need, and watch out for The Winter Soldier. He's real, and he's vicious. People fake their deaths all the time, get over it. Also: Zola, algorithms. It's important, I promise."

Bucky blinked slowly.

"Anything else?" He asked.

Dannie tilted her head. "You know who I am." She guessed.

Bucky nodded slowly. "I do." He jerked a thumb towards where Steve and Tasha walked ahead of them. "He knows you better than I do."

Dannie nodded. "Good to know…but we'll get back to that later. For now," She winked, then kissed Bucky lightly on the cheek, "Good luck. You're going to need it."

She smiled one last time, then faded into the crowd. Bucky watched her for a second, then turned back to his teammates. Steve was watching him, eyes wide.

Bucky hurried towards them.

"What the hell man?" Steve accused, but Bucky raised a hand.

"It's not what you think, untwist your panties," he accused. "She had information."

"Did she?" Tasha smirked. "IS that what that was?"

Bucky made a face. "That's exactly what it was." He retorted. He turned to Steve, "And that's ALL it was. AND…" He shot Tasha a smug face. "I don't even think we need your special stick of knowledge anymore." He looked at Steve.

"Dannie gave us a location."

Is this a bad time?

"Okay, this sounds like a very serious conversation, and I hate to interrupt," Dannie sat up from where she'd been ducked down in the trunk of the SUV, "But could someone crack a window? It's getting a little stuffy."

The SUV looked silently at Dannie, who shrugged. "Never mind."

"Dannie!" Steve snapped. "This…is a REALLY bad time!"

"Yeah I got that!" Dannie snapped. "What with your incoming and all!"

"What?" Bucky shot her a look, and then Jasper Sitwell was being ripped out of the car and thrown across traffic. Dannie ducked back down as Steve and his friends fought to keep the vehicle steady, breaking the back window and jumping onto the jeep that had sped up behind them. She scrambled towards the roof of the jeep, pausing at the sound of two loud thuds. She flipped over.

"The Winter Soldier," Dannie smiled and held out her hand. "I've heard a lot about you."

The guy, face covered in mask and goggles, started to put his arm out. Then he paused and tilted his head, and Dannie took the opportunity to kick at his legs, which sent him flying off the jeep.

Dannie crawled over the roof to the back of the jeep, where she opened the trunk and let the crazy amount of weaponry they'd brought with them fly out onto the freeway.

She did keep a few for herself, though.

The fight raged on between the rest of Steve's friends and Hydra, and Dannie found herself unwillingly joining the fight.

Bad guys don't like it when you give their guns away, apparently.

Luckily, Dannie was very good at the art of hiding.

Steve and Bucky took out The Winter Soldiers backup, and Sam helped, while Tasha did her best to keep the Winter soldier occupied.

Steve almost missed one of the snipers, so Dannie shot him out, then decided to stop hiding.

So she was there when Steve and the Winter soldier went one on one. Bucky had left them to find the rest of the team, Tasha had been shot, and Sam was kind of being arrested, so Dannie was Rogers back up. When the Winter Soldier flung Steve's shield away, she went for it.

She threw the shield and it smacked the side of the winter soldier's head, flinging his mask off.

Steve strode forward to continue to attack, but Dannie was frozen.

"I know you." She said after a moment.

Bucky slid to a stop next to Dannie and Steve. He tilted his head.

"Michael? Michael Marsh?" Steve shot Bucky a look but Dannie never looked away.

The Winter Soldier's brown eyes were locked onto Dannie.

"Who the Hell is Marsh?" He rasped.

"You." Bucky shook his head. "That's you're name!"

"I….Dannie looked at Steve. "I think it's mine, too."

"Yeah." Steve said softly. "It's your name too."

Dannie went numb as Hydra surrounded the group, as they cuffed them and put them in the back of a van. Steve watched worriedly, and Bucky watched Steve worriedly, though he switched his attention between Steve and Tasha equally.

Who the hell is Marsh?

"Who was that guy?" Dannie came out of her funk. "Who was that?"

"Michael Marsh." Bucky shook his head. "Best damn soldier the 107th ever had…until he was captured by Hydra and experimented on. I thought," He looked at Steve, "we thought he didn't survive the experiments Hydra forced him through…"

"He's alive." Dannie looked at Tasha. She frowned.

"Yeah." Steve nodded. "He's alive."

"He's my brother." Dannie's eyes widened. "He's my brother." She clapped her hands together. "I have a name!"

"Wait." Bucky furrowed his eyebrows. "You didn't know your name?"

"Hey!" The guard in the back with them flicked on his electric stick. "How'd you get uncuffed?"

"I didn't know anything, idiot." Dannie rolled her eyes. Then she shot a smirk at the guard. "You want me in cuffs? She held out her hands, "you're gonna have to put me in them yourself."

The guard lunged forward and jabbed his stick into Dannie's side. She grunted, grabbed the electric part of the stick, and wrenched it from his grasp. She pressed it right up against his neck, and the man fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Well, I feel really unnecessary right now." The other guard removed their mask, and Maria Hill shook her head at Steve. "Who's the chick?"

"I'm a real person." Dannie spoke up as she moved to Tasha and pressed her hand against her bullet wound.

Maria nodded slowly, then turned to Sam.

"I'm a normal person." He greeted.

"Right. Okay." Maria shook her head. "Let's get out of here."

Dannie parted with the group right before they made it to The Cave.

"You've got a lot of decisions to make." Dannie had explained. "Serious conversations to have, battle plans to figure out." Dannie smiled at Steve. "You don't know it yet Cap, but you're in charge now." She'd winked at Bucky, nodded at the rest of the group, then slipped away.

"She didn't even want to get her hand checked out?" Maria asked.

Steve groaned. "I totally forgot she hurt herself!"

"You're a terrible boyfriend." Bucky chastised.

"Shut up." Steve grunted.

"Wait what?" Tasha shot Steve a look. "That's the girl you were telling me about?"

"Hello?" Sam made a face. "we have a whole lot of Hydra to deal with, can we save Steve's awkward love life for later?"

"Yes." Steve agreed. "Please."

"Fine," Tasha muttered. "But we will speak of this later."

Will Hydra please pull their pants up?

"Did you just come with that on your own, or did you think that up earlier?"

"I think he wrote it all out." Dannie joined the group with a smile. "No way someone can think up a speech like that on the fly."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence." Steve rolled his eyes.

"You gonna join us on this one?" Bucky raised an eyebrow.

Dannie nodded. "I wouldn't miss this one for the world." She clapped her hands three times, then leaned over the intercom.

"Will all of Hydra please pull their pants up?" She said innocently.

Steve and Bucky made confused faces, but when they exited the room to begin their mission, about half of the agents running around were pulling up their pants. Dannie, at their sides, shrugged.

"You needed an identifier," she shrugged.

"So…the bad guys are the pants less ones." Sam nodded. "Got it."

"You're welcome," Dannie grinned.

"Now…" Bucky adjusted his weapon. "Let's get these Helicarriers away from these snakes."

Don't you remember?

Dannie stared dumbly at the man across from her.

He looked like her.

He was taller and broader, but he had the same brown eyes, the same dark brown hair, the same jawline…the same nose.

Dannie had spent 75 years with a name she'd chosen for herself and life that she didn't remember.

This man had been forced into much the same…except he hadn't even gotten a name.

"Michael." Dannie breathed. The man in front of her twitched. "You are not what they made you. You are not who they forced you to be. You're more than that."

The Winter Soldier tilted his head. "Who am I?"

"You're my brother." Dannie nearly choked on the words. "You're Michael Marsh of the 107th, and you're my family."

Michael snarled and charged Dannie, and she let him. In between blocking his blows, Dannie spoke.

"You were born in 1916 on a small farm in Oklahoma. You had eleven other brothers, and then me."

Dannie rolled away from Michael's knife swipe. "You enlisted in the U.S. army in 1941, and you received your marching orders on my 17th birthday. You told me you loved me and that my boyfriend was a rat, and then you were gone."

Michael grunted loudly and drew his gun. He fired three times, but only one got Dannie, right in the side. "He was a rat." Dannie grunted with the pain. "He was…but I never got to tell you, cause I never saw you again."

Dannie rose, panting heavily. Her brother stood across from her, head tilted. "You bought me a puppy for my 9th birthday." Dannie huffed a laugh. "He always liked you better." Michael leveled his gun on Dannie once more. Dannie continued to talk. "When I was 11 you and Benji told me my horse could talk…but only if I was real quiet. I didn't talk for three days." Michael shot her in the shoulder and she fell to one knee, but she never stopped talking. "When I was 15 I had a crush on a boy and he broke my heart…so you broke his face." Michael walked towards her and shot her again, in the stomach.

One of Dannie's hands hit the ground, and she took slow, deep breaths. The helicarrier shook under her hands, and she smiled. Barnes and Rogers had completed their mission, then. "You've always been there for me Michael, always. I'm not going to fight you." She laughed, and coughed up a little blood.

Michael grabbed her neck and threw her backwards, slamming her body against the ground. He punched her a few times. "I don't know you!" He roared. "I don't know you!"

"That's what you said," Dannie rasped, blinking the one eye that wasn't swollen, "that one time I crashed one of your dates…with that pretty Annabelle from three farms over. You remember?"

Michael paused. "I don't know you." He said again.

"Yes you do." Dannie tilted her head. She blinked slowly. "I'm your little sister…Dannie."

Michael's eyes widened. Dannie felt herself going unconscious, but she had one more thing to say.

"Love you…big brother."

Dannie woke up, and everything hurt.

She had yet to open her eyes, even though she desperately wanted to know where she was, because even her EYELIDS hurt.

But then a light touch on her arm had her curious, and she peeled her lids apart to see who was touching her.

"Loki," she greeted, smiling sheepishly at the tall man and trying to ignore the pang that of disappointment that hit her.

She adored Loki…he was her best friend. He just wasn't who she'd wanted to see at that exact moment was all.

"Yes." Loki's voice was curt and his eyebrows were furrowed. His eyes flashed.

He was mad.

"The Winter Soldier, is in fact, your brother. He was horribly tortured and brainwashed, and as he disappeared shortly after the battle, I have no idea as to his current mental status. Fortunately, he was nice enough to fish you out of the water before he ran off, nice of him." Loki rolled his eyes. "I found you lying half-dead about twenty feet from the water and whisked you here. Abby has informed all of the girls as to the situation, and she is overseeing your care."

Dannie placed a hand over Loki's. "And the others?"

Loki huffed. "The Captain and his bonehead friend are fine. As far as I've heard, there have been no other major casualties. Why are you worried about them?"

Dannie leaned back in her hospital bed, eyes drawing up towards the ceiling. "I know them." She said certainly. She moved her head so she could make eye contact with Loki. "Ever since the coma your mom kept me under two years ago, I've been having dreams. But they've only been vague, I couldn't identify the people or the places, I just got…feelings about things sometimes."

"And you didn't inform me of this development why?"

Dannie smiled at Loki. "Nothing was definite." She admitted. "I didn't want to make a mountain out of a molehill, and the last few years, we haven't really had a free moment. So I kept it to myself."

"But something's changed." Loki inferred. "When you saw your brother?"

"Michael," Dannie's eyes went unfocused. "The moment I saw him, it was like my mind…sharpened. The memories started coming, at first the small and insignificant ones, and then the more important ones. My family," Dannie laughed, "all of my brothers, of Michael, of the others, of my father. Memories of my childhood, memories of World War II…memories of them."

"Who?"

"Steve." Dannie turned to Loki. "Bucky. Those two…I met them during the war. We were…friends." She smirked.

"Just friends?" Loki asked skeptically. "Never mind." He shook his head quickly. "I really don't want to know."

She laughed, but quickly sobered. "I know them." She repeated. "But the full story…it's not all there yet." She shook her head. "I need to talk to them, I need to see them, they know what happened,"

"I think you should." Loki interrupted firmly. "Speaking to them might be very helpful to recovering your past. But first you need to heal. And then," Loki hesitated.

"What?" Dannie sat up slowly, wincing slightly.

"I've been looking into what happened when I fell from the bridge," He explained, voice low. "I've yet to understand who would be capable of controlling ME...,"

"And you've figured it out," Dannie finished immediately. "You know who it is."

Loki nodded grimly, and Dannie's eyes widened.

"That bad?" She guessed.

Loki shook his head.

"Worse."

Dannie grimaced. "Well. Looks like we have worked to do then."

"After you're healed, of course," Loki spoke up quickly, and Dannie rolled her eyes.

"Of course. "Heal, find and take out the dick who stole your mind, interrogate the two guys who can tell me more about my past, and keep a lookout for my brainwashed brother in the meantime."

"Let's hope those Avengers of yours don't get caught up in another crazy world-saving mission, then," Loki said dryly.

Dannie shrugged. "On the bright side," She said slowly, smile widening… "One piece of my life that did come back to me…"

Loki raised an eyebrow.

Her smile widened further.

"My name."

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