Isabella was always aware of her surrounding. So, when she suddenly woke up on a beach laying next to a passed out Steve Rogers she was dazed and confused.

She tried to sit up, and instantly a wave of pain ripped through her. With the pain came a flash of memories. Hydra was SHIELD. SHIELD was Hydra. Neither existed anymore.

Looking into the water she saw the helicarrier still sinking to the bottom.

Her and Steve should have been at the bottom with it. So, why were they laying on the beach.

The last thing she remembered was water hitting her, and a very angry Winter Soldier heading her way.

The Winter Soldier. Bucky Barnes. The best friend to Steve Roger. Who also happened to be her best friend.

Everything was a mess.

Bella would worry about that mess later though. She was worried about Steve who had at least four bullet wounds.

She tried to do CPR on him, but every time she would press down on his chest the bullet that was still lodged in her shoulder would jerk causing more damage and pain. She really hoped Sam killed Rumlow, and made it slow and painful.

"Come on Steve. You can't leave me." Bella begged as she tried to catch her breath.

After what felt like hours of trying to get her blonde best friend to respond, she felt herself getting weak again. The world around her was fading again.

Before darkness had consumed her again, she could have sworn she saw a flash of silver run behind the trees.

(!)

When Bella woke up, she instantly realized she was no longer on the beach.

Her best friend was still by her side though, kind of. Sam was sitting between them.

"Has he woken up yet?" Bella asked barely able to speak.

Her voice still startled Sam though since he was facing more towards Steve.

Before Sam could respond she heard Steve say "On your left." Causing both Bella and Sam to chuckle.

"How are you feeling over there?" Steve asked Isabella.

"I think I should be asking you that Cap." She said with a small smile. "You got shot way more than I did."

"Yeah but you used more strength and power than I did." Steve said starting to scold her. "You shouldn't have done that Bella. I could have-"

"You could have what? Stopped him? You were getting your ass handed to you curtesy of your 'best friend'." The brunette said rolling her eyes when Steve flinched at her cursing. "So, calm down gramps. I did what I thought necessary." Bella paused feeling a twinge in her chest. "I just.. I didn't want either of you getting hurt, and I definitely didn't want him to kill you."

"He wouldn't have killed me." Steve said lowering his head. "I got to him Bell."

"Yeah, you did," Sam said looking between the two. "He's the one who dragged you both out of the water."

Steve and Isabella looked at each other in shock, and with hope that Bucky was still in there somewhere.

Unsure if she wanted an answer to her next question. Bella asked. "So, what now?"

"I don't know, but we have to get our Bucky back." Steven sighed.

"I think you guys have bigger problems to worry about." Sam gave an awkward laugh.

"You mean Hydra?" Isabelle scrunched up her face in disgust. "Steven, you're gonna have to move into the house now."

"I know. It's probably for the best. He might come back."

"We both know he won't Steve." The hint of sadness in Isabella's voice wasn't missed.

"We will get him back Bella." Steve reassured her. "I promise."