A/N: Hello lovely people. I love getting new story follows, and favorites, and especially love the author ones as well, but I would also love to hear your feed back. Comments are quite welcome.

Also, Ashley Greene is who I cast as Isabelle if that helps you imagine her more.

Isabella's POV

I woke up feeling better than I had all day. Using my powers caused a lot of strain on my body. I wasn't sure why.

Well, maybe I had a small idea why.

I was fine before I tried Howard's super soldier serum. I always had the power of water and ice. I just had to hide it, due to the fact mutants were wanted more than anything.

After the serum though, I could control all the elements... Sort of. I consistently paid the price for it. Physically that was.

I had the strength and agility that Steve and Bucky had. That didn't put any strain on me, but if I used my powers at all... It didn't bode too well for me.

I also found that sometimes when I touched people, I could read their minds. This was very rare, and I didn't understand it since it was sort of new to me. A lot of things seemed to be new to me though.

I got up to shower. "Jarvis, private mode please."

The house was being recorded 24/7. Incase anything magically horrible happened here. So, I had to invent the private mode. Not just for me, but my guests as well.

Which now that I thought about it, "Shit."

I walked across to Bucky's room, and opened the door without even knocking.

"Bucky, I forgot to tell you-" I stopped mid sentence with I realized he was only in sweats with no shirt on.

He just looked at me. "Have you heard of knocking?"

"Not necessary in my house." I snapped back.

"Well... Do you want a picture to help you relieve some of that, uh, built up stress." He smirked.

I rolled my eyes, he was being his old self again. Shining through, bright as a diamond. "Actually Barnes, I have full video of you nude now." I crossed my arms as he dropped his smirk. "Everything in this house is recorded."

"You're a psychopath." He genuinely meant that comment. I could tell.

"I know, but I did set up a private mode." I said with a smile. "Which is why I barged in here."

"Private mode?" He raised an eye brow at me.

"Yeah. Tell Jarvis to go into private mode any time you're going to be indecent. Nothing will be recorded, and nothing's ever recorded in the bathrooms. So don't worry about being in there."

"It's awfully convenient that you didn't tell me until after I was nude in here."

"Like you said, I needed something to help 'relieve' my stress with." I smirked. "Speaking of, I'm gonna go relieve some of that stress now, and then cook dinner."

"Can I help?" He asked with a cocky smirk.

"Yeah, can you start by boiling the water. That should be simple enough for you."

"I was referring to the relieving of the stress."

"I know you were." I said turning to leave the room. I stopped at the doorway and looked him up and down. "It's good to see you acting like your old self Barnes."

"How would you know how I was?" Bucky asked me with questioning eyes.

"Steve, of course." I said exiting the room. I could hear him try and sneak up on me as I walked into my room.

I turned around quickly to push him against the wall.

I could tell I took him by surprise.

"Don't test me Barnes." I said releasing him. "You're not the only super freak around here."

I shouldn't have let him go, because the second I did he had me pressed against the wall. "We're not freaks, we're monsters." He said darkly, looking into my eyes. He was trying to read my soul.

"No, we're not." I said softly. "No you're not. It was Hydra, James." I hadn't called him James in so long, the name felt so foreign on my lips. "None of that was your fault."

"I'd like to believe that," he sighed resting his head on mine and squeezing his eyes shut. I could tell he wanted to cry. "It was still me though Izzy."

I froze. "What did you call me?"

He pulled his head away from mine, and looked into my eyes again. "Izzy, I knew someone named Isabella, and I called her Izzy. I thought it was fitting."

I felt a tug at my heart. "Shouldn't that stay her nickname then." I couldn't bare to hear him call me that yet.

"No, I don't think I knew her well enough to make it just her nickname." My heart shattered. "I've only had one memory of her so far, back there when you told me your name. Little key words trigger memories to flood through."

I nodded my head. "Understandable."

I suddenly realized how close we were to each other.

His entire body was pressed against mine. He was still only in sweats. I was in compression shorts, and a very low v-neck t-shirt.

He must have realized how close we were too, because he backed off of me so that I could get free.

"I'll, uh, boil that water now." He said scratching his head and heading down the stairs.

My eyes followed him.

Was he really not going to put on a shirt, because I didn't think I could handle that.

Sighing I made my way into my room.

"Jarvis, could you please start a bath for me." I asked and heard the water running. "Thank you."

I walked into my closet to find something to wear.

I chose black leggings with a Blackhawks sweatshirt. It was loose enough so that I didn't actually have to wear a bra and Bucky wouldn't notice.

I put my clothes on the bed to change into when I got out.

I stripped off my clothes quickly, and got into the water.

I relaxed as I let the warmth soak into my muscles.

So much had happened the last year. I had so much I had to adjust to.

Now with Bucky being alive... There was more adjusting needing to be done.

I wondered if he'd ever remember me. He remembered Steve..

It wasn't my place to tell him anything yet though. Not till he asked. Until he remembered... If he remembered.

He was starting to remember though. He had a flash back with me in it, as a blonde I'm sure. I was a blonde before the serum after all. Another one of the many side effects was I ended up with jet black hair. It fit me though. The new me.

I sighed looking into the water. Wondering if I should try my powers now or not.

"Guess it's the perfect time." I said to myself.

I concentrated and made the water start to rise out and form into little animals.

I did this for about ten minutes before getting bored.

"Hu." I said to myself realizing that for once I didn't feel like I was going to die after using my powers.

Suddenly I heard banging on my door. "Does it really take this long to relieve some stress." I heard Bucky yell. I could picture a stupid smile on his face.

"Yes!" I yelled back. "If I would have used your help I'd be taking longer."

"You would have been done 5 times by now." I heard him retort.

"Well that's not entirely untrue." I said to myself.

"Did you say something?" I heard him yell again.

Of course he heard me. Part of the serum was super freaking hearing. "I said I was coming!" I lied.

Sighing, I got out of the bathtub, and went into my room to get dressed. When I walked in, Bucky was leaning against my door frame.

"What the hell?!" I said pulling my towel up higher to cover my chest more.

"Payback." He said with a smirk.

"I hate you." I glared at him.

He just rolled his eyes. "The water was boiling, and I figured you were making pasta. So, I threw noodles in there, and I started warming up the sauce." He said with a big smile like I should be proud of him.

"Did you do it all on your own, or did you ask Jarvis for help."

His smile faded, and he straightened out. "He may have helped."

"That's what I thought."

"I could have just let the water boil over you know."

"Jarvis still would have taken care of it." I said matter of factly.

"You've created quite the house. All for protection." Bucky said crossing his arms. His blue eyes piercing into my silver ones. "What are you so afraid of? Who is after you for you to have built a house such as this?"

I gulped. "You need to get out so I can get dressed."

"Answer me!" I could see Bucky slipping into The Soldier again.

"I'll make you a deal." I started trying to stay calm. "I'll give you two questions a day. One in the morning, and one at night."

The Soldier rushed forward, pushing me onto the bed. He had his human hand around my throat instead of his bionic one this time at least.

"I'm sick of you pushing off my questions." He said angrily.

I was struggling to catch my breath.

I grabbed The Soldier's wrist and squeezed it until I got him to loosen his grip. "Bucky. Please." I begged.

I didn't want to use violence on him this time. I really wanted him to genuinely trust me. I wanted him to stop this on his own. To stop the ghost that continued to creep back in his brain. To stop the rage from shining through.

"Please. Buck." I gasped. Starting to see spots.

Suddenly, as if a switch flipped, Bucky jumped up off of me.

I started gasping for air once his grip loosened.

"I'm sorry." He said sadly. "I'm so sorry"

I got up and stood in front of him. Putting my hands on both sides of his face. I looked into his empty eyes.

"Bucky," I said softly. "It's not your fault. None of this is your fault. It's okay. You're okay."

He dropped to his knees and held onto my waste. He started sobbing.

Running my fingers through his hair, I tried to comfort him. "I'll give you answers. I'll give you all the answers you need." I let a tears escape from my eyes.

Bucky looked up at me. "Thank you."

I frowned down at him. "You won't be thankful once you get answers." I said truthfully. He nodded his head at me understanding.