Bound by blood

by Lillykun

Summary:

It's funny. Blood is what keeps living things alive. To have blood on one's hands means to have killed someone.

For Steve Rogers, the blood on his hands belongs to his soulmate. One of the two people who hold part of his soul within. Someone strong yet so broken. Someone who fights for what's right. To bring everyone home.

Chapter 1

Green widow

Clint looks down as he pulls his phone from his pocket. Answering it and putting it on speaker.

"Clint!"
"What's wrong kid?" Clint has a serious voice to him that makes everyone look over to him. Russian flows through the speaker. After a small pause Natasha and Clint both run for the elevator. Natasha putting the phone off speaker and in a calm voice gives the young sounding girl on the other end instructions.

Y/n hides in the alleyway. Hand to her neck the best she can. Sending Clint her location. The entire right side of her clothes is soaked in her blood. Her mind still can't understand what happened. What her mind refused to believe.
Her side hits the wall hard. She sees this man make his way close to her. Yet the blood loss makes her vision blurry. For a split second she thinks she hears Clint and Nat calling her name.

"Can you open your eyes for me?" It takes more effort for her breathing at the moment then anything. But she struggles to. Her vision still fuzzy.
The man before her has a kind look to him. She reads his lips the best she can before her eyes fall shut on their own.

Clint and Natasha get to where y/ns location said she was at as a man exits the alleyway holding her.

"My name is Michael Morbius. I'm a doctor."
"Did you hurt her?" Natasha was ready to rip his spine out of his ass.

"No. She got attacked. If we don't do something soon she will die."
"Nat." Clint puts his hand on her shoulder. Nat nods.

"We live close and our home has a medical floor."
"Lead the way."

The trio goes off running as quickly as they can.

Steve was feeling off, in part to his soulmate. So he was going to go take a walk in the cooling air. Yet when he sees Nat, Clint and this man holding this...

"Thanks Steve." They get in and head directly to medical.

"What's going on?"
"When we know I will let you know cap."

"What's her blood type?"
"B-"
"You guys have enough for a transfusion?"
"No clue."
"I'm O- I'll donate as needed." Steve honestly didn't like the look of things.

Helen sees them and helps out.

"Micheal."
"Helen."
"Do what you need to." As Helen goes to get equipment Micheal rips her shirt off down the center and down the sleeves.
Steve goes wide eyed as he sees the blank star on her left shoulder. Slowly he moves closer and reaches out. Brushing his fingers over her hand.

All movement halts as slowly half of her star turns blue. Micheal curses under his breath a bit. Turning to Steve.

"We need you to back away. We can't work with you where you're at. At least until we need you for a transfusion."
"She lost that much blood?"
"Yes. She did. And she's still loosing..."

"Mike." He turns as Natasha and Clint pull Steve to the side.
"What..." he stops himself as he sees that below the marks on her neck is a needle mark. No. Not just one. But two.

"What's her name?"
"Y/n."
"Y/n." Micheal smacks her cheeks a few times to get her to respond. "Did whoever hurt you inject you with something?"

"Da."
"Micheal!" The man has a choice. Taking a deep breath he looks up to Helen and nods.

"I'll get the equipment. Steve." Steve nods and brings over the chair to her left side. Taking her blood covered hand in his as Helen hooks the pair of them up.
Despite the hubbub of the room Steve thought that she looks at peace. Watching mesmerized as someone puts a mask over her face.

"Natasha, Clint, how do you two know her?"
"Y/n is my little sister. Red Room. When I took it down I took her with me before they could damage her." Natasha is short in her tell. Moving over to move her sisters hair out of her face. By now the blood transfusion started and both doctors were monitoring everything like a hawk.

"She came with me when I met up with Clint and..."
"We adopted one another. Told her that we were in New York. She said that she was tracking down her family." Clint looks sheepish at Natasha's glare.
"You knew."
"She asked me to not say a word. Knowing how you would feel."

"Sold." Everyone looks over to her. Her eyes flutter a bit. She licks her lips a little under the mask. "I was sold."

Steve puts a little pressure on her hand. Her eyes turn to him. Her vision blurry still. As she is about to move her head a pair of hands hold it still.

"Easy gattina. You can't move your head right now. Your neck. You were bleeding out pretty well."
"He wasn't human." She swallows harshly. Micheal felt fear. Shit.

"Can you tell us what he looked like?"
"Tall, blond. Most entitled and arrogant asshole I've ever come across. Surprised that I fought back. Had the Spike thing going." Y/ns breathing turned labored. A small scream erupts from her as her body goes stiff.

"Doc, what's happening?" Steve felt this all consuming pain. He knows that it's from her. But he can't keep his eyes off of her.

"Micheal." Helen asks softly. Looking over to him. "Don't tell me that it was Milo."
"It was. I heard that he had come to the United States. Didn't think that he would be making trouble this quickly." Helen looks over to Natasha and Clint with horror.

"You too Helen." To the surprise of the trio still awake they see the two doctors share a kiss before Helen runs towards the door grabbing Clint and Natasha with her. Not stopping until they get to the elevator.

"Helen. What's going on?"
"That was my soulmate. He's the leader in blood medicine. He is also a vampire. If what he said, didn't say is true, y/n may become one as well." Clint and Natasha share looks.

Steve is at her shoulders. Holding her to the bed. He can feel how erratic her heart was beginning to get. His arm is across her chest.

"What's happening?" Steve half screams. Worried as fuck. He can feel her breathing give out. Micheal ignores him and goes to look at her eyes. They change.

"Your soulmate is turning into a vampire." Micheal isn't sure that he's hearing Steve give a wry chuckle.

"That tracks. I lost one and my other will outlive me." Steve is a little bit bitter at the thought. But closes his eyes as he feels her heart slow.
Michael is surprised with how calm the man is. Here he is facing with the possibility of loosing his soulmate the same day that they met.

"How are you not more upset?"
"I'm from the forties. Hardly anything surprises me." Michael wasn't going to argue it.

Soon she fully stills. But...

"I swear I can still feel her."
"What do you mean?"
"It's faint but..." Steve takes a deep breath and focuses on the sensation. It's her soul. It's faint but...

"I can still feel her soul. It's faint but it's getting stronger. How are we going to know when she is ready to wake up?"
"I don't know. It may take hours. You can head out if you want. Get some coffee."

Steve remains next to her. Holding onto the small part of her soul within him.

A small gasp brings the two men's attention. Steve feels her wake up. Her whole body is sensitive. She's confused.

"Y/n, my name is Steve Rogers. You are in the Avengers tower. Medical. Bay one. Natasha and Clint found you out in the streets. You were attacked."
Y/n took a slow deep breath. Pure o2 in her lungs. Yet she can feel a heart in her chest.

Everyone watches as she slowly moves and places a hand on her chest. Her face scrunched up confused.

"My heart." Michael looks over her and is astounded that she's able to feel it. Astounded that it's working again.

"Try to keep breathing y/n. Everything is going to be ok."

~

Steve makes his way over to the den. He hasn't gotten cleaned up yet. So he is still kinda covered in y/ns blood. Once he realizes that he has her blood on his hands he cleans them off.

"Is she..."
"She lives. But she won't be the same." Clint and Nat come over. Steve gets himself a cup of coffee.

"What do you mean?" Steve sighs. Looking at them.

"I sent Nick an email asking if she can join the team. It would be good for her mental health. Be around people who care for her." Steve is honestly numb. Her emotions are flooding the bond. Shock, fear. Worry.

"Steve, how are you doing?"
"I'm not sure. I met my soulmate, held her hand as she died and came back. She's having a panic attack while Helen and Michael are trying to make sure that she's ok. Oh and she has my blood in her so there is that."

Nat steers Steve over to the couch. Making the man sit down. Clint brings over a blanket for Steve. Wrapping it around him.
Steve closes his eyes and lets his tears run down his face.

"First Bucky. Then y/n. I felt her die but the tether didn't snap. She could feel my heart in her chest. Then hers started beating."

~

Y/n looks at her hands after listening to Michael explain what happened.

"Am I threat?"
"I can not say. This is the first time something like this happened."
"Will I go insane?"
"I don't know."

"I wanted to take a break. Figure I'd see what Natasha and Clint were up to. Ask them to help me track down my parents. Or at least my mother. The woman who sold me."
"What would you do if you found her?"
"Confront her. Ask her why." Y/ns voice is small.

"You should stay here. Not only do we not know what any side effects are. But your soulmate is here as well." Y/n looks at them. Shaking her head. To which Helen nods.

"I don't have a soulmate. None of the widows do."
"Y/n. You do." Helen comes over with a hand held mirror. Holding it up so she can see her soulmark. It's half filled in with blue. Slowly she placed her hand on it.

It split. One was close the other farther away. She could feel Steve's part of his soul in her. Yet as she kept exploring it the string that moved from them both out. Tangling together. Moving far from them.
When y/n opens her eyes she takes a deep breath. Their other soulmate was frozen. So cold. And her left arm. Without a word she puts the mirror down. Only to look at her left hand.

"Can I talk to him? Something feels...off."
"How do you know that it's a him?"
"I traced my soulbond. It feels like a him."

"Ok. Jarvis, would you tell him to come down please."
"Anything else?" Michael looks at her as she looks at her left arm.

"Can I have a proper shirt?" She gestures at her shirt. Helen smiles and goes off to get her one.

Steve rounds the corner and enters just as she pulls the shirt down. Being polite he knocks on the door jam.

"Hi. You asked me to come down?"
"Yes. Thank you Steve. Y/n asked for you. Michael and I have some things to talk about. Will you two be ok on your own?" Steve looks over from Helen to y/n. Whom nods.

"I think so Helen. Thank you. Both of you for helping her." The docs nod and leave.

"May I come closer?" Y/n nods. Steve steps closer and holds his hand out to her. She places her hand in it and closes her eyes. Feeling her heart meet his. Feeling her heart beat in time with his.

"What's your name?"
"Steve Rogers. Natasha and Clint are my team mates. How do you feel?"
"Shouldn't you be able to feel what I am?"

"I am. But I would rather hear in your words." Steve is soft in his voice. She takes a few breaths. Lightly tugging on his hand to pull him forward. She looks at his chest before looking up at his face. He nods. Letting her know it's ok. Y/n lets her face land on his chest. Taking a few deep breaths. Her body shuddering as she does so.

"Talk to me y/n. You are not alone. Not anymore. I am here for you. Let go."
She grips his shirt and sobs. Steve wraps his arms around her and begins to rub her back a little.
Y/n feels much better after a bit.

"Steve, I think we are missing someone."
"We are. But he's..." Steve stops and freezes. His mind catching up to what his soul feels like it knows.

"He should be dead."
"He's cold. So cold. He's not awake either. It's like he's in a coma frozen." Her voice is soft. Both pulling away from one another at the same time.

"What is it angel?" The pet name slips from his lips with no worries. Seeing the look on her face. She looks so sad that it honestly makes Steve's heart break.

"It's his left arm. There's nothing." Steve nods.
"I'm a freak."
"No you're not. Not in my eyes."

"I don't even know what I am anymore."
"I was five foot tall back in the forties." Steve words make her look up at him. Seeing and feeling the truth in his eyes and soul. "I use to be immobilized by sickness during the winter. I use to get into more fist fights than I care to remember back then.
I took a gamble and gained what you see now. I ended up being able to save our soulmate because of it."

"What happened?"
"I felt him die. Saw him die as well." Steve falls silent for a moment. "By right your mark should be dark. But it's not."

"He's far. Dreaming I think."
"Keep an eye on him for me please. When you have a handle on your new life we can go get him."
"Steve, what's his name?"

"Bucky. His name is Bucky."

•

Two days later y/n was able to join the rest of the team. She is leaning her head on Steve's chest for a moment before she goes to the rest of the team. She keeps her neck covered. Given how much of a wreck the side of her neck was. Something she was self conscious about.

"You have Natasha, Clint and I by your side y/n. You're just meeting Bruce, Tony and Sam. It's going to be ok."
"How can you be sure?"
"Because this is me telling you."

Natasha goes over to them when they enter. At y/ns nod Natasha comes over and gives her a hug. Steve and Natasha both can feel her melt into the hug.

"Thanks sis." Y/n breaths softly.
"Any time."
"So your fangarella?"
"I prefer Mina Harker myself." Y/n pulls away from Nat. Clint comes over and gives her a hug as well. "You can never go bad with the classics."

"Are we going to have to worry about getting chomped during the night?" Sam is trying to make a joke out of it. But no one appreciates it.

"Eww." That was the most telling for her and the team. "I can't stand seeing anyone get hurt. Let alone blood. Don't believe me ask Clint."
Natasha looks at the man brow raised.

"Talk."

"You remember three mile island?"
"Yeah. Y/n was puking due to radiation..." Natasha fades off before going to look at y/n. "You ran across a fresh body didn't you."

"The nausea meds I took weren't working." Natasha nods. Understanding.

"Well, regardless..."
"I will be in medical during the night since I have micro black outs. And my heart is uneven." Steve hears her muttered words. Moving over to her.

"Y/n, is it ok if I come closer?"
"Yeah. What's up?"
"I have an idea if you're ok with it."
"What is it?" Steve keeps silent and walks over to her. Hand out waiting for her.

"Do you trust me?" Steve is honest on his ask. Y/n places her hand in his without a second thought. Surprising Natasha and Clint. With a small smile Steve placed her hand over his heart the best he could.

"Close your eyes and breathe. Focus on my heart." He has a theory. One that semi formed when her heart started back up before. Y/n takes a deep breath and closes her eyes.

She can feel her heart change its pattern.

"Hurts."
"I know. Try to breathe through it." Steve keeps calm and lets her adjust. Both of them can feel her heart adjusting to match his. Soon the pain ends. Y/n is shaking. Steve pulls her in closer. Letting his heart beat for them both.

"Better?"
"Yeah." Y/n nuzzles into his chest a little bit.

•

"Tell me about him, please." She asks softly. They are in medical. Steve wanted to spend more time with her. Since he couldn't sleep he figured that he would spend some time with her.

"What do you want to know?"
"Anything." She fully knows that the Bucky described by Steve and the Bucky they where going to be rescuing in a few months weren't going to be the same one.

"He was a good man. Stood by my side through thick and thin. Even got me in the army."
"Really?"

She's looking up at him from her spot. When Steve looks down he can see her eyes sparkle.

"Yeah. Don't know what he told them but I was in. Joined and was half way through basic when this happened." Steve gestures to himself. "I'm sure that there are pictures of me around here somewhere. Looking like... that."

"You made it work though."
"He told the others that he didn't fallow Cap into battle. But Steve Rogers."

"Kinda like me huh." She's soft. Steve gives a small smile.

•

The day of the mission arrived. Y/n has the target squarely on her. Posting about her empty soulmark. They all know the risks. Steve tries not to be a nervous wreck. But they both know that he is failing hard.

"Ok once we get there we won't be able to communicate with you. You're going to be on your own. Knock him out and leave at least one person for interrogation. Ok?" Clint is briefing y/n as she paces the room. She nods. Taking a slow but deep breath.

"I will."

The group looks up as the body lands on the jeep. Breaking the window making them stop short.
One by one they exit the van looking at the damage.

One by one they all vanish.

Y/n is up a tree watching. Waiting for the right one. Waiting for Bucky to leave the van.

Everything was hanging on her. She had to move fast. The drug would take time to work, and she honestly hated that she would have to stall for it to work.

Steve can feel her nerves from camp. They couldn't risk Hydra picking up on them being in the area. So nothing outside of emotions between them. Slowly Steve feels her calm. He can feel her heart even out. Like what she would do before in training.

Y/n takes a deep breath and darts. The drug is in his system now. Part two coming up.

She stumbles into the area looking out of breath. Disheveled. Looking like she's breathing hard.

"Thank....fuck...." the last few remaining guards look at one another. The soldier is looking at her. Standing still.

"Something....attacked..." everyone is looking at one another. Y/n secretly has an eye on the soldier. Looking him over. She knows that it's him. She blinks and she's seeing through his eyes for a split second.

He isn't sure what is going on. He feels foggy. Fuzzy even. His body is moving beyond his control. He should be worried but he feels calm. It's not him. Somehow he knows this. Somehow he knows that things are going to be ok.

Y/n sees his grip on the gun go slack. His heart is beginning slow. His eyes droop.

"What's wrong with him?" One of his handlers asks as y/n straightens. Only three idiots. She was requested to keep them alive. But not unharmed.

The soldier slumps and he expects to hit the ground. But something cool is pressed against him a little bit. Warmth on his left side as his eyes fully fall shut.

"Mission success." Steve sighs letting his head hang. Good. They were able to get him out and bring down Hydra at the same time.

"How is he?"
"It's hard to say. He smells off."
"Ok I'm sure that it's whatever they gave him. Stay by him angel."

"Steve, your going to throw him in containment right?"
"That's the plan. Why do you ask?"
"How many cells are in that floor?"
"A few, why do you ask?"

"I know what she's thinking. It's an old interrogation technique. A friendly face to open up to. Think it will help him adjust?"

"That's my hope."
"Ok. We will have you in the one next to him. Just on the off chance."

"Once your in there your going to be locked in for two months."
"Ok. As long as he's ok." Clint looks over to Natasha. Seeing a small hint of worry.

Y/n settles him on the bench with Steve under the observation of Helen and Nick. Bruce already took some of his blood for blood work. Making sure that his system can clear its self. She has a com link for in case. An emergency release is in her cell for the off chance. As in evacuation needs.

"You sure that you're going to be ok?" Steve is nervous. Y/n nods. Breathing slow. She already knows that Buckys body was going to throw him through hell.

"Honestly, I don't know. It's going to be strange. That's for sure." She rubs her arms a little bit. Steve gave her one of his shirts so she would have some sort of comfort. She hates being touched by anyone other than Steve and Natasha. But craves it on the flip side. So while she will be alone for the most part she will still have some part of Steve with her.

"Ok. I'll be down twice a week to check up on you both." She's tight to Steve's chest now that Bucky is settled. Both of them nervous. He places a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Ok. See you in a few days." She nods and removes her shoes as she goes to her cell. Steve sees her standing there in the center with her eyes closed. At her nod Steve hits the code. Locking her in.

Chapter 2

Green widow 1.5

It takes a few days for him to fully wake up. When he does he feels like he's hungover. Head pounding, mouth tasting like something pissed in it. Oddly he feels better. He hears someone near by. The heartbeat feels familiar.

"Steve?"
"Sorry. No." Female. In the cell next to him.

"Who are you?"
"Y/n. You?" Her voice is soft. He isn't sure just who he is yet. Several different names fly through his mind.

"James. I think."
"Ok, James. Try to breathe through the pain." Her words soothe him. Slowly his head and the rest of his body stops hurting.

"Your heart sounds like Steve's."
"I know."
"How?"
"Direct blood transfusion. It..." she trails off. Looking up. "It saved my life but not without side effects." James nods.

"What happened?"
"Sorry. But life is stranger than fiction. How do you feel? You have been pretty sick lately."
"I'm awake. I got that going for me."
"Ok. Sounds like you need quiet for the moment."

"No!" He started panicking at the thought of being alone in his thoughts. "Please. Keep talking to me."
"Do you want to sing something? I'm not that good but I enjoy singing."
"Please. Just something to distract me."

~

They are all surprised to find him instantly trusting y/n. She begins to hum before breaking out into song. The vitals on screen for both of them show that he is calmer now. The longer she goes the more at ease James is.

•

A loud scream wakes the tower. Bruce took over for Helen and checks things over. Y/n had a nightmare.

"You ok?" James is sitting up ready to cause hell. Focusing his hearing on his cell mate.

"No." She's honest. Pulling her arms into the shirt from Steve and trying to make herself as small as she can.

"Nightmare?"
"Yeah." Her voice is light. Her heart is still hammering away in her chest. Slowly pressing a hand over it.

"Want to talk about it?" He leans up against the side of the connecting wall. Head back, eyes closed, focusing on her.

"No. I...I can't. Not really." A few tears slip from her eyes.

"Ever been to Mexico?"
"What?" Y/n is a little louder than she wants to be. She helped distract him a few days back. Now he was hoping to distract her.

"Ever been to Mexico?"
"Can't say that I have."
"It's weird that Mexico gets the bad rep. The country is under control of a drug dealer."
"Makes sense." A thought pops up.

"Have you ever read the Hobbit?"
"I've heard about it. But I've never read it."

They continue on for a bit. Making Bruce smile a bit.

Near six am Steve comes on down with a thermos for y/n and a tray for James.

"Thanks Steve." She is thankful for the thermos.

"No problem y/n." He goes over and drops the tray over to James.

"How's your stomach?"
"Better."
"Brought some soup. Nothing fancy." James looks over to Steve. Nodding. The soup looks good.

It smells good too.

"Sara." He says the name. Holding the bowl. Looking at it before looking at Steve. "Your mom. Her recipe?"

"Yeah."
"She was a nurse right?"
"Yeah." Steve was a little happy that James is remembering the past a bit.

"Blue. Your color." He is soft. Looking at Steve. He nods.
"Want me to give you space?"
"Please."

"Ok. I'll be back in a few days. Take things easy." James nods and sits down.

•

Whimpering wakes him up. It's close. It brings him out of his own nightmares. About three weeks since he started remembering things. He's fully awake when the screams start.

"Y/n! Wake up! It isn't real!" He starts hitting the wall between them hoping that the vibrations can wake her up. He hears her gasp and move. Relief running through him for a moment.

She's biting into her arm hard. Tears and blood running down her arm. She's trying to keep silent. Shaking the entire time.

"Talk to me y/n. Please. This doesn't seem like your normal nightmares." James is up against the wall. Leaning against the wall and his right arm. His heart hurts at the sound she made before she went silent.

"I don't like being touched. I was two when they came for me." Steve, Bruce, Clint and Tony looks over to Natasha when y/n starts. The woman is stiff. Wide eyed. Clint knows what's going on.

"She never told you."
"Some things you don't push."

Bucky is alarmed but keeps silent. He feels so scared but keeps silent. Knowing that it wasn't him. It couldn't be.

"Something woke me that night. I was scared. So I went to wake up my mother. Only she was gone. I heard steps coming up from the basement and thought it was my dad. Only it was this man in black. He threw this rag over my face. It made me pass out." She tries to make herself small.

"I'm right here. Your safe. Nothing can hurt you." His words are soothing her.

"Things got bad. After a while I would snap at anyone who would come near me. Bite anyone who wasn't fast enough. Never drew blood. Refused to draw blood.
That's how Natasha found me. They..."

Natasha kills the audio for the group. They all look over to her. Her head is down and is actively shaking.

"Sensory isolation. They isolated her to the point where she nearly lost her mind. Isolated her from any touch. I wasn't going to let her live like that."

"So you took her with you." Bruce spoke softly. The only one in the group who was able to.
"I did."
"How old was she when all this happened?"

"Thirteen. They were going to put her under the blade that very day. It was luck of the draw that I stopped it."

"That's why she was hesitant to come near me when you introduced us. Why she kept shying away from me. Why she..." Clint went to rub at his ear. Flinching.

"Yeah."

Steve looks between Nat and Clint.

Bucky has silent tears running down his face.

"The red room. Right?"
"Yeah."
"You never should have gone through that. You should have played in the mud or something like that."

He pauses. His hearing picking up something. It's a small chuckle.

"Oh god. Thanks for the reminder."
"Good memory?"
"Good..." she laughs. Trying to remove the tears on her face. But the tracks remain on her face.

"Oh man. It was worth it seeing Clint freak out over getting covered in ticks and poison ivy"

Bucky snorts at that. A smile on his face. Turning around and sliding down the connecting wall.

"Y/n?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you for telling me."
"Bucky?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you for listening."

•

Y/n jerks when she heard Bucky get sick in his cell. Things seem to be landing in the right place. She goes to the wall and sits against it. Letting him get things out.

"Feel better?" Her voice is above a whisper.

"Not entirely." He swishes his mouth and goes off to sit next to the wall leaning back on it. "Sometimes I feel like this is all a dream. That I'll wake up and be the Soldier again. That all this will be a lie." He looks at his left hand. Clenching it absentmindedly.

"I know what you mean. I was thirteen when I escaped my situation. I had help along the way. Sometimes when things are going good I wonder when things are going to go bad.
That's how I landed here."

"Really?"
"Yeah. Things went to shit. Doctor Cho's soulmate found me after I was attacked. I think Clint found me seconds before I passed out. But I'm not sure."
"What's your connection to Clint anyway?"

"He and Nat are my older siblings. The closest thing to them I should say."
"Ah. Got ya."

"Feel better?"
"Yeah. A bit. Thanks for the distraction."
"Any time."

The days past. Now halfway into the second month. When the power suddenly cuts. Y/n is up instantly. Looking around. Her hearing picks up some fighting.

"Shit." Bucky is on the alert as soon as she says that.

"What's going on?"
"Who do you think?" Her voice is flat.

"Fuck, we're sitting ducks. The system is down and we still have a few weeks to go!" Bucky is panicking. But he feels a wave of calm wash over him.

"Bucky, take a deep breath. I have a contingency for this." He looks over to the wall. The. He sees her walk into view of his cell. She signs to him that she would fight for him. That her cell was rigged to open should the tower lose power. He nods.

"Do you trust me?"
"I don't know why, but I do." She nods just as the door to the cells blow open.

Brock is stunned.

"Hell cat and the Winter soldier. Damn. I'm about to be Hydras golden boy."
"Hell cat?" Y/n asks with a brow raises.

"Yeah. That's what the Red Room called you. You maimed everyone who tried to train you. It was rather impressive. How do you dislocate your pelvis?"

Y/n has a low growl in her throat. Hunching over for a split second.

"Let me guess. Your here to drag Bucky and I back?"
"Well, our Intel told us about him. But not you. But yeah. Get him out of the cage and we won't go hard on you."

"How about this, you turn around, surrender and I won't rip your skulls out of your ass." That got Brock and his men to laugh. Y/n lets a small growl out.

He may not have been able to see the carnage, but Bucky could damn well hear it. The skin ripping open. The guns firing. This inhuman growl. All of it.

"Bucky..." he is doubled over with his hands over his ears. Eyes tightly together. He hears feet on the floor and feels tiny vibrations coming near him. But he still doesn't want to look.

He feels a cheek on his right hand. A soft burning on his mark.
His other. It has to be.

"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Ok. Keep your eyes closed for me. But I need you to move your hands." He does so. Hearing fabric being ripped. Something soft and fleece is over his eyes.

"Is it ok if I help you up?"
"Yes."
"Ok. Let me explain to you what is going to happen. We are going to leave this area. I'm going to guide you out so you don't see the carnage. Is that ok?"
"Yeah." He swallows harshly.

"Ok. Let's get you up." Bucky moves slowly. Keeping a good grip on y/ns hands. Just from that he can tell that she is walking backwards.
Steve is on the other side of the door. Watching them. He's proud of them both. He and the rest of the team back away as they leave the room. Once they are far enough away the door shuts behind them.

"Bucky, do you want to keep the blind on?"
"Please." They can hear how scared he is.

"Ok. I have Steve near me. Do you want him to take over?"
"Will you still be close?"
"I will."
"What's going to happen now?"
"We are going to lead you to a room for you to stay in. A bedroom. You will be in the room next to me with Steve across the hall. You will be able to properly get cleaned up. New clothing. A chance to go back to zero. Is that ok with you?"
"Yes. It is."

"Ok. Any other questions?"
"One. You felt that too? Right?"
"I did. I knew before that moment. I wasn't going to say anything until you got better."

"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"I'm right here Bucky. Y/n is going to hold onto your hands while I come closer. I'm going to put my hand under yours first. Then y/n will remove her hand. The same thing will happen to your other hand." Bucky nods.

Steve takes a few steps and places his palm on the top of Bucky's hand. Only for things to pause for the trio.

"Is that it feels like to feel whole?" Bucky speaks softly.
"I think so."
"After all these years we have our girl jerk." Bucky gives a small chuckle.

"Yeah. Our girl." Y/n smiles. She would have hugged them but she was covered in blood.

•
-

Y/n quickly clamps down on her bond. Thankful that she was alone in her room at the moment. She knew that she wouldn't be able to hide her face behind a mask like Natasha would.

Natasha.

Y/n didn't know if she would ever be able to look at her or Bucky the same again. She felt her heart slow to a near stop. Standing she goes to the shower and turns it on to cold full blast. Stepping in she settles herself into the bottom of the tub. Letting the water beat down on her.

Each drop felt like a bullet against her skin. Painful to say the least. But it drowned out her hearing. She could focus on the sound of water vs the sound of people talking.
What did she do now? Did she stay and wait for them to confess? Or does she join Michael in hunting down Milo? Or does she vanish never to be seen again?

Y/n is so stuck in her head that she misses Clint slip from the vent and pulling her from the tub. The harsh water gives way to a soft towel.

"Hey," Y/n blinks and looks up. She sees Clint looking worried at her.

'You ok?'
'As much as one who found out that their sister and Soulmate slept together could be.' Clint is surprised.

'Did you hear them talk about it?'
'Yeah. They thought they were being slick. Heard and understood every word.'
'Hurting?'
'Yeah. The way they were talking about it... I... Clint. I don't think I can be around them. Not right now anyway.'

Clint nods. Pulling her to him in a hug. Thinking of a plan to get her out of there.

Y/n puts the last of her things into the bag and walks over to the door. A nod from Clint and the pair head off to the elevator.

'You sure this is the right choice for you little sister?'
'It is for the moment. What's not to say that I won't regret this later is a future me problem." Clint nods as they hit the parking garage. It would be around dawn when they get to where they are going. Letting y/n settle back to sleep a bit.

•

Bucky is looking around the tower for y/n. He and Natasha both wanted to sit her and Steve down to talk to them about their shared past. A past that he doesn't remember. A past that she regrets.

Yet for everything they couldn't get y/n to leave her room. Steve would leave some food out in front of her door every so often but nothing. After a week of this Bucky, Natasha and Steve all head over to her room and knock on her door.

"Y/n, it's Steve, Natasha and Bucky. Can we come in?" The trio stand in the hall and wait.

"Jarvis, would you let us in please."
"Of course Captain."
The door unlocks and they all see that the room is too still. The bathroom door is open and the light is off. Her phone is on the bedside table. Steve could feel a pit of dread in his stomach coming from Bucky. As the pair behind Steve share looks of horror.

"Jarvis, is y/n in the tower at all."
"No. She hasn't been in the tower for a week."

"Any idea where she is?"
"Sorry sir, but all of her trackers are in her room."

"Nat, do you think she heard?" Bucky asks. Fear and uncertainty in his voice. Steve turns. Looking at them.

"Heard what and I can tell you that the chances are high."
Steve sees them both pale.

"Steve, out of the two of us you and her have the stronger bond. Do you have any idea what she's feeling right now?"
"Sorry Bucky. But no. She's all but severed it. Her blocks are the strongest I've even seen. Even Bruce and Tony say so."

"She doesn't know the whole story. She..." Natasha turns and goes off. Leaving Steve behind looking at Bucky with concern.

"I'm lost. What's going on?"
"Natasha and I have a past."
"When you say past..."
"I mean I slept with her several times as the soldier."
"You what?" Steve lets his anger out at him. Feeling disgusted at Bucky.

"I know. Thing is I don't remember. You have to believe me Steve."
Bucky needed Steve to believe him. He didn't know why. He just did.

"Bucky. I think you need you to stay away from me right now. Jarvis where's Clint?"
"Den sir."

Steve doesn't offer a word up to explain. He just goes off.

Clint knows what's coming. It wasn't hard to. Having seen how Natasha was acting after y/n told them about his left arm.
So when Steve comes storming over all Clint did was nod.

"Are you confirming that Natasha knew Buckys identity as the Winter Soldier when Y/n first told us about him." Bruce and Sam are in the den as well.

"Yes. I am confirming."
"Is the whole reason why my soulmate isn't here because she found out?"
"Yes."

Steve turns and walks back to his room. He couldn't believe that Natasha kept that from y/n. He has no idea where she was. Not with the bond as clamped as it is.

"Steve?"
"No Bucky. I don't want to hear a word." His barrier is broken down and he can feel everything that Bucky was feeling that night. How sick he felt. How much he hated himself. How violated he felt. Steve wanted to be mad. But knowing how utterly Hydra had him under their control. The entire situation left a bad taste in his mouth.

"Listen and listen well, I'm going to go find her. You get your head on straight."

Chapter 3

Green widow 2

Y(n changed her hair, name and even got colored contacts to hide her eyes. Blending in further with the world. She left Clint's farm and left to Greenland. She may not have compleated the program but she knew enough to forge papers for herself. Or knew who to go to.

Roxann Morrison replaced y/n. She hid her neck the best she could. Hid her soulmark as well. Working at the docks during the day and a bar at night. Time didn't mean much to her. Just going along the way it does. She forgot about her soulmates. Her sister. The betrayal from them.

Yet at times she felt them reaching out to her. Chipping away at her barriers. When they become close to breaking through she would strengthen it. Locking them out.

~

Bucky sighs and starts pacing. He wasn't looking good. The progress that was made before y/n left has regressed. He wasn't sleeping. Not really eating. Writing letter after letter to her knowing that she would never read them.

"That wasn't you." Lynn told him. Both Steve and Bucky were doing therapy together. As well as solo. Natasha was doing the same.

"I know. But the fact that y/n knew Natasha and kept it from her. I don't even know what she was thinking. Y/n trusted her. And my part in all this. It may have been the soldier. But it was still my body."

"Have you been journaling at all?"
"Yeah. I have been. When my mind started clearing I did. Way back then. It's going on year three. I don't think that she wants to be found."

•

"You three done moping?" Clint comes in and sees the three of them standing around the counter. They all look like death warmed over. Pale and bags under their eyes. Even Nat.

"What are you talking about Clint?" Clint has been gone the last few days and everyone assumed that he went home for a bit. Only for things to change when he throws a file on the counter between them all. Steve is the one who looks at it first.

"I had some help. Y/n had gotten a ticket to fly over seas. Not entirely sure where though."

Steve looks it over.

"Greenland. I bet you ten to one that's where she went."
"Makes sense. She would want to keep her neck covered."
"It would be hard for her to get blood though. That's the thing."

"It's either that or Russia and I think we can all agree that she wouldn't step foot there." The three share looks. Steve and Bucky looking over to Nat.

"You know her better than we do Nat. What is she thinking?"

"Greenland. Even if she thought we would never consider Russia there would be one reason why she would go there. Given that she wants to be alone right now. She wouldn't be there." Natasha frowns and looks over to Clint. "How did you...." he gives her a knowing smirk. Natasha nods. Leaving Steve and Bucky confused.

"When do we leave?"

•

Hey Roxy!" She looks over to see Kelin come over to the bar.

"Hey."
"Some guy was looking for you."
"He say who he was?"
"Nah. He didn't."
"Anything to note about him?"

"Weird left arm. Kept his gloves on."
"Dark hair, blue eyes, slight limp leaning to the right?"
"Yeah. You know him?"

"No. I don't, but the guy is trouble. You didn't tell him that you knew me did you?" Kelin shakes his head.

"No. But I think he knows something is up."
"Was there a blond with him?"
"No."

"You in some sort of trouble rocky?" Another one of the regulars ask.
"As long as they don't track me down."

Roxy is bundled up and heads home. Moving the scarf down she takes a deep breath. Letting her hearing focus on the apartment beyond the door.

"...sure Clint? There is nothing that says that this is..." a sealed door opens and she can hear a container open.

"Know anyone else who keeps their neck covered and drinks blood?" Clint gives Bucky a flat look before returning the small tub to the fridge. Bucky has his hands in his hair. Pacing a little bit.

Both men freeze when they hear the door unlock. Clint has a small smile on his face when she enters and closes the door behind her.

"You two are aware that this can be seen as a break in. Right?"
"Y/n..."
"I'm sorry who?" Y/n looks over to them. Dropping her keys into the bowl by the door. "I don't know who that person is. So please leave before I bring the authorities into this."
She steps away from the door and gestures towards it. Prompting them. Bucky lets his head hang. But does leave. Clint stays put.

'They both miss you.'
'Leave Clint.' Sighing Clint pulls an envelope from the back of his waist band and places it on the counter. Pausing with an offered fist.

Roxy smirked and bumped his fist in silent recognition. Before he heads out.

Together the two men heads back to the hotel. Where Steve and Nat were waiting for them.

"Any luck?" Bucky goes over to Steve and lays his head on the mans shoulder.

"Yes and no. Yes it was her. But she is unrecognizable." Clint took point. "She changed everything about herself. Her hair, eyes, even her name."

"Steve. Our girl is gone." At Buckys sorrow filled words Steve wraps his arms around him.

"Bucky, she's not gone. She is just hurting. She's more pissed off at Nat than she is with you."
"It makes sense." Natasha sighs. Looking down. "I mean, given our history."

"What do you mean?" Bucky looks over to Nat.

"I got her out of the red room before I ended it. She didn't have any family so she stayed with me and Clint. We found clues as to when she was taken. When we did we all kinda split up. We all had burner phones so we could keep in touch."

"Then she got hurt. Attacked and changed. The blood transfusion affected her as well. My blood. She was somewhat normal with a little bit of a side effect." Clint snorts at that. Steve rolls his eyes a little bit.

"Ok, ok. The thing is..." Steve stops abruptly. Making Bucky back away. Looking at him as Steve's eyes dart around the room.

"Clint, Bucky, you two weren't fallowed where you?"
"As far as we know."

"Steve?"
"She's getting attacked." Steve makes for the door in short form. Running off. Hoping to get to her before anything can happen to her.

•

Y/n ran just fast enough to lose them. At least try to lose them. They kept firing at her. She moves just enough to the side to avoid the bullets or to let them graze her. She went down an alleyway. Coming to a dead end. She jumps it without a second thought. Not being able to fully dodge the bullets. A few of them end up hitting her full force. It burned. But she kept going. A tug on her soulbond has her moving quicker. She was going to need someone to remove the bullets.

"Over here." Steve speaks softly knowing that she could hear him.

"Incoming." Steve ran forward and caught her as she fell. A bullet going through her knee.

"Thanks for the save." Steve smiles slightly as he walks back to the hotel room. Since they were closer to that then her place. Clint fallowed them up and Steve put her in the tub.

"How is she?" Nat handed over the small med kit to Clint who in turn handed it to Steve.

"Covered in bullet holes." Steve takes his shirt off and rips her shirt off. Exposing her. Nodding he hauls her out and lays her on her chest. Clint moves closer and turns her head. Keeping ahold of it as Steve counts the bullet holes in her back.

"I need you to stay fully still for me Angel. Ok. Total shut down." She groans but she does fully shut things down. Steve works as quickly as he can. Pulling the bullets out of her. A grand total of six. Out of ten total.
The area is silent. Letting them work as needed. Steve put gauze over the spots that formerly held the bullets so that way the blood leaked would have something to soak through.

Clint leaves them be for a bit. Steve holding one of her hands as she heals.

"Done." Steve starts pealing the blood soaked gauze away from her. Steve presses down on her back a little on the hard side and both her heart and lungs start up again.

"Thanks you two." Clint is at the door way. Just in case.
"Sorry about your shirt angel. But it's beyond ruined."
"I figure."

Her eyes are closed but she does hear fabric flying through the air.

"Can I shower first?" She cracks an eye open looking at Steve and Clint. Moving to her knees slowly as she moves to cover her chest the best she can. Giving Natasha and Bucky the evil eye beyond the door. The pair turning around.

"Yeah. You ok if I talk to you while you do so?"
"Mmmmm. Stay at the door. I can hear you regardless."
"Done."

"You too Clint."
"Oh come on! I've stitched you up plenty of times."
"Yeah, you have. But you've never seen me buck ass naked before. That I'm aware of..." y/n has a small growl in her voice as she slowly does that 'Spike' thing. Sam of all people clued them into the joke.

Steve grabs Clint and pulls him out of the room.

"Clint, I don't want to hear about you peeping on her again. Got it?" Steve has a growl to himself as well.
"Done."

"So what do you want to talk to me about Steve?" They hear the shower going. Yet before Steve can respond they hear a moan come from her that makes all of them blush. Bucky grabs Nat and Clint and leaves the room to go pace for a little bit.

"Nick wants you to join us back in New York. The guys that attacked you tonight has been part of a group hunting down soulmates."
"And everyone thinks that I would be safer in New York. Right?"
"Clint and I any how." Steve's voice is soft. "I missed being near my best girl. I owe her a night on the town." Y/n felt his truth. Their hearts beating as one. She could feel his emotions as well.

"I'm sorry." Her voice is soft. Catching Steve off guard. "I should have stays back and talked things through. It's just, Natasha was my sister. The only family I had for years. I'm not mad about them being together." Steve turns a little bit towards her.

"Let your barriers down angel. Let me feel it. All of it." Due to the blood transfusion she and Steve had an alarmingly strong bond. So she was able to direct her emotions.
Y/n felt hollow. Taking a few deep breaths before she continued.

"It the fact that she kept it from me that makes everything hurt."

Bucky placed a hand to his chest. Feeling the hurt that he knows came from y/n. The group are outside walking around. Giving y/n and Steve time to talk.

"Nat, I think we broke her. She feels so...empty right now."
"Well, no shit." Both of them look over to Clint. Who is looking rather relaxed. "You held onto the fact that you slept with her soulmate for at least a year. If not longer." Natasha sighed. And nods.

"Yeah. I knew two days after she got attacked. It was a mix between y/n and Steve. Things didn't get confirmed until we saw you and her fight. I thought I was protecting her. Both her and you James." They sigh.

"I need to explain to her what happened. No offense Nat, but when I think about it, I get sick to my stomach." Bucky pales a bit. Swallowing harshly.

"You're going to be ok Bucky. Breathe."

The flight back to America was a silent one for the group. Y/n stays close to Steve. Leaning her head on his arm as the other three sit behind them. It's not exactly what Bucky was hoping for. But he will take what he can get. Being near her.
Y/n tries to focus on Steve as they fly. The air pressure was giving her hell with her ears. She's fully curled up on the seat one side of her head pressed to Steve the other has a hand pressed to it.

"Is she ok?"
"Yeah, her ears are sensitive. That's why she doesn't fly often." Y/n mutters softly. Steve looks over to her as the stewardess watches Steve rub her arm.

"Does she need any assistance?"
"No. I got it under control."

Bucky has his eyes shut but he is keeping an eye on her. Hearing her say that it was the vibrations from the plane. And the air pressure. The air was pressing against her hard. Steve asked her about before.
Water travel didn't hurt. The water absorbed the vibrations.

They are the last ones off. Bucky and Natasha getting their bags from over head while Clint makes sure they have transportation.
Steve keeps close to her. She's shaking. Still feeling the vibrations. It takes her a little bit to get it together enough to move.

Steve looks up. Seeing Clint tell him that Bucky and Nat headed out already.

When Natasha and Bucky got to the tower they instantly went to the room that was assigned to her. They make sure that her room is set up. That the softest sheets are on the bed. That soft scents are in the room.

"Think she's going to tell that it was us?" Bucky is nervous as they leave. Heading to the den. Natasha nods.

"I think she will. Regardless of what we do. She was able to tell who was in the tower just by the air on Steve's shirt when all this started." Natasha sighs as they hit the hall. "It was rather impressive. When she was able to meet the rest of the team Tony had to seriously scrub down. Steve learned early on to go talk to Tony after he goes to see her." Bucky blinks at her a few times.

"Huh."

•

"What do you want?" Y/n isn't even looking at him as Bucky moves forward. It had been a few weeks since she got back to the states. A few days since her body stopped feeling the vibrations from the trip back.

"Y/n. I just want to know you." Y/n shakes her head. The rain is coming down harder. She's out on the landing pad. The rain feels soft to her for the moment.

"After you slept with my sister?"
"She's not..."
"She may not be my blood but she's the closest fucking thing to it!" Y/n turns. Doing that, what she refers to, 'Spike thing' that vampires tend to do. Sure Bucky was surprised but he didn't move.

"My mother fucking sold me to them. A back ally deal. Natasha was the first person who even cared about me. Who taught me the ropes. She was the one I looked up to." Y/ns face went back to normal. Turning away.

"I told myself that I wouldn't stand in her way. Her or Clint's. The only real family I've ever known. I... I told her what I hoped my soulmate would be like. Someone who would be able to love me despite that fact that I am no one. That I am nothing. Someone who could hug the broken pieces of me back together. Someone whose touch wouldn't burn."

Bucky sees her begin to shake. She's trying to bite back tears.

"Natasha. She broke the trust I had for her. I described everything that I could about you. She said nothing. While we were planing on breaking you out. She said nothing. Not a single word about sleeping with you." Y/n tilts her head up. Letting the rain was her tears away from her face.

"That's not even the worst part. Steve told me about you. When things got to be too much for me hearing him talk about you would always calm me down. He said that you were loyal. Caring. Smart. Kind. A bit of a roughneck. I was excited to have a bond with you. To get to know the real you. Not the you that Steve painted for my sake."

"So you're going to give up. On me? On us!"
"What choice do I have? I've always known when people were lying to me. It's only gotten worse with the... enhancements. I'm not human James. I'm not human." She looks at her hand. What surprises Buck is how even her voice is.

"I'm too much a vampire to be seen as a human. I'm too human to be seen as a vampire. I walk down the line between both worlds and neither want anything to do with me. Even before I met Steve I was no one." She brings her head down. Looking towards the edge of the twentieth floor.
Before she can take a step forward Bucky grabs a harsh hold on her wrist, spraining it, and pulls her to his chest.

Y/n is stunned. Quickly feeling her heart beat match his. His arms is crossed over her chest. His head is on the top of hers.
Y/n can break free. She knows this. But for some reason she doesn't.

"Y/n, I want you to hear and feel what I'm about to say. I ask that you let me explain before you say anything. Please. I have the feeling that I will get this one chance." She shouldn't. But she does.

"Ok."

Once Bucky starts he can't stop. Going on and on. Y/n can feel his truth, feel, hear, and smell his truth. Letting the rain soak them to the bone.

Chapter 4

Green Widow 3

Steve was surprised to see Bucky asleep on y/n early the next day. He moves as silently as he could. Getting himself some coffee. The floor is soaking wet now that he looks at it. Shaking his head. Going over to the pair of them he can feel them both shiver slightly.

"You two need to go get warmed up. You're both soaking wet."
"Punks got a point." Two pairs of eyes shot open and look at one another. They snort.

"Want to share a shower doll?"
"No. Thanks for the offer. I'm just going to throw something in the dryer and go from there." She gives a deep shiver when she stands. Steve moves over to her. And pulls her into a hug.

Both men slowly feel her warm up. She feels so much better now. Still not fully at ease but better. Y/n closes her eyes and leans into Steve's chest. Bucky stands and heads off to his room while Steve makes sure that y/n makes it back to her room.

"You going to be ok?"
"Tired. That's all." Steve had a small smile on his face.

"Physically or emotionally." Y/n chuckles. Surprised.

"I'm surprised that you remember that."
"You explained it to me Angel. So yes. I remember."

"Emotional. It...was a lot. He didn't just tell me." Y/n feels a little twitchy. Her heart syncing with Steve's. "He let me feel what he was feeling Steve. All of it." They step from the elevator. Steve making sure that she gets to her room ok. Steve gave a soft smile.

"It's hard to hear and feel isn't it?"
"Yeah. It is."
"He and Nat told me about a week after you left. They wanted to sit us down and tell all of us together. Share each of their sides. It took me a few days to look at him after he told me part of it. Tony was the one who suggested that I give him a chance." They enter her room and she heads to the shower. Steve was standing at the door leaning against it.

"Tony huh?"
"Yeah. So I locked us in an elevator and made them talk. It... didn't go over well. He...ended up getting sick over it."

"He puked." Steve turns a little bit to see her poking her head out around the shower curtain.
"Yeah. He did." Y/n blinks at him and moves back to finish cleaning up.

"How was he after?"
"A mess. Clint and Tony tried tracking you down when Clint was told that you left. Didn't find you until two weeks ago."
"Speaking of, how did you find me?"
"Who else makes large amounts of blood sausage?"

The sound of her laugh makes him melt a little bit. Feeling more at ease.

"There is something else as well. We got her." A small pause and Y/n came out of the shower in a towel. Standing before him. Eyes wide.

"When you say that, what do you mean?"
"I mean we have enough evidence to arrest her." Steve grabs her before she loses strength in her legs.

"I got ya."

A knock comes from the bedroom door.

"What's going on? Is she ok?" Bucky felt shock and went to check up on her asap.

"Yeah. Just letting her in on some news. That's all." Bucky isnt too sure about it. But he does relent.
"Ok. If you're sure."

Bucky heads back. Wondering what went on.

•

Nick goes to the den finding everyone but who he was looking for.

"Where is y/n?"
"Trauma bonding with Bucky."
"Meaning what?" The team share looks. Steve shakes his head and Clint snickers.

"They are in the holo floor."
"Doing what?" Clint and Sam snickers.

"JARVIS, what's the score do far?"
"Fifty, fifty even split. Last round has started."

~

Bucky has his gun in hand and takes a deep breath. She's close. He knows that she is. But he can't hear her. The blind fold over his eyes gives him a small disadvantage. But y/n was the same way. Blinded. But she had an advantage that he didn't. She could shut down.

Y/n smirks. This was hers for the win. Her gun is near her shoulder. Ready to take the last shot. But she lets him go for a bit.

"Beginning final countdown. Ten minuets remaining."

Y/n smirks and steps behinds him. Matching his steps. Light on her feet. She takes a paint ball and lowers her hand to where his butt was at.

"Match end, point y/n."

"What!" Bucky rips the blind up and looks up as the room gets back to normal. "How!"

"Screw you that's how." Bucky turns and sees y/n directly behind him. Stretching.

"You good?"
"Yeah. Where did you hit me? I didn't even hear your gun go off."
"I'll let Steve tell you." The pair head off. Steve is waiting for them outside next to Nick and Sam.

"Need a reset?"
"Yup." Steve lifts an arm for her to tuck herself into. Bucky watches silently as he gives her a small squeeze. Bucky hears her take a breath and her heart starts beating in time with Steve's.

"Your hearts match."
"Huh?" Steve and Y/n both look over to him. Bucky gives a small frown.

"Your heart beats. Everyone has a slightly different heartbeat. Everyone has a slightly different pattern. But you two. They are the same. If I didn't know better I would say that you two were the same person."

"Do you think you can sync with anyone else?" Steve looks down at y/n. Who shrugs.

"Honestly I have no idea."

"That is something that we can look into once you, Sam and Clint get back from your next mission."

Nick takes a step forward and hands y/n an envelope. She takes it and reads it.

Instantly everyone feels nervous.

"Angel..." y/n looks over to Steve. Eyes going wild.

"Can you tone it down."
"When do we leave Nick?"
"As soon as you're packed."

"Full access?"
"Yup. No killing."
"Fine."

"Sam and Clint will be with you."
"That's fine."

"What's going on?"

"Later."

•

Y/n has her sunglasses on as Sam and Clint both flank her. The three of them enter the office.

"I'm agent Barton with Agent Barton and Agent Wilson."
"No relation."

The secretary looks at their badges.

"Why is SHIELD here?"
"We need you to put the school in lock down." Y/n takes lead. Putting her badge away.

"I can't do that without the superintendents permission."
"Then call him."

After a few minuets they get the ok. Just then the principle comes over.

"What's this about?"
"I have the arrest warrant for Della." Y/n gives the man the warrant.

"For what?"
"Human trafficking of a minor." Multiple heads snap at her. They look shocked.

"I will show you to the room she is in."

They head over to the room. The principal goes over to the door and asks her to come to the door.

"Yes?"
"Della, I'm Agent Barton with Shield. We have a warrant for your arrest." Clint steps forward and goes to cuff her. But she runs. Y/n sighs. Della stops and bumps into y/n. She takes a deep breath before y/n takes her sun glasses off.

"You can't out run me. Not after what you did to your kids."
"What are you?" Della backs up and Sam goes over and cuffs her.

"Depends on who's asking."

•

Kevin gets to the station and sighs.

"I'm here for Della."
"She is in interrogation. Agent Barton from SHIELD is with her. I'm sure agent Barton will be willing to talk to you."
"No relation." Kevin looks up. Seeing Clint look at him. Clint's eyes go wide. Elbowing Sam.

"Holy shit."
"Yeah you're telling me."

"What's..." just then Y/n steps out from the room.

"Clint, your up. If you can't get anything from her I'll call in the big guns."
"Gold or silver."
"Silver. Be worth it seeing her..."

Y/n pauses. Seeing Kevin.

"I'm here for Della."
"Sorry but she's under SHIELD custody. For human trafficking of a minor."
"We have evidence of her selling her kids to the Red Room. At least five."

"Who are you?"
"Y/n Barton."

"Y...." Kevin goes wide. "How old are you?"
"Why do you want to know?" Y/n puts her sunglasses back on.

"You go on off. I got this." Y/n nods and heads out.

"You recognize the name?" Sam looks over to Kevin.

"She said that y/n was kidnapped."
"Nope. Sold off. Y/n is the youngest. She wants to track down her other siblings."
"What do you mean?"

~

Y/n is curled up in the tub of the hotel room. Her phone goes off. She answers and puts it on speaker.

"Talk to us angel. What's going on, you have Bucky and I on the line."

Steve and Bucky both are worried for her. Looking at one another as her sobs cut over the line.

Steve isn't really sure what he is hearing. Not at first.

"Keep going doll. Let it all out. I'll translate for Steve once you're done and feeling better." Bucky takes over the call and even with his hearing has a hard time understanding her in some spots. Steve on the other hand is messaging Sam. Wondering what's going on.

She just talks. Some times taking breaks to sob and sniff. Bucky lets her go. After some time when it was just her whimpering, only then does he respond.

"Do you want us to come over? It sounds like you need the type of hug Clint can't give you."

"Please." That single word broke them both.

"What's your room number sweetie?" Steve stepped in. Grabbing the phone as they both start walking off. Getting their bags for just this reason.

"613"
"Ok we will be there soon. You just hold on."

"Ok." She ignored the phone as her heart stops as does her breathing.

•

Sam passes them the key card as they pass. They head directly to the room.

"You sure that she's in there?"
"Huh? Yeah. You..." it hits Steve as he opens the door.

"Yeah. If you can't hear her she must have shut down."
"About that..." the pair fully enter and Bucky closes the door behind them. "What do you mean by shut down?"

"She can stop her heart and breathing. Go full silent." Steve drops his bag by the bed. Going to the bathroom leaving a stunned Bucky behind.

Steve goes over to her and pulls her from the tub. Grabbing a towel and cleaning her face of her tears.

"We are here angel. Bucky and I both." She turns into him and grips his shirt. She takes a hard breath. A small cry of pain as her heart starts up again. Syncing with Steve's.

"Better?"
"Yeah."
Bucky looks into the room. Knocking on the door.

"Can I come in?"
"Sure."

Bucky comes in and takes a knee by them. Y/n pulls away from Steve and latches on to Bucky.

"I got you." Bucky holds her to him. Adjusting so that way he is fully sitting on the floor. She's fully on him.

"I saw him. My..." Y/n takes a shaky breath. Bucky starts rubbing her back.

"Don't try to talk doll. Let it out. It's ok to feel what you feel." Steve is honestly shocked at what Bucky is saying. With his help Y/n calms further and breathes easier.

"There we go. Better?"
"Yeah." Her stomach goes off. She would blush if she was able to.

"I have a handle on that. No worries."
"How so?" They all stand and she is avoiding looking at them. Shooing them out so she can clean her face up.

"I have been working with Micheal and Helen for supplements. It's no substitute for blood or raw meat. Though eating one is more respected than the other."
"When..."
"Please don't ask me questions about my diet. Just know that I have things under control."

"Ok. Steve and I need to head to the station anyway." Bucky and Steve both feel her go from anxious to relieved. Bucky grabs Steve and pulls him back out through the door.

"She going to be ok?" They are at the station. Sitting for a moment.

"Yeah. She will with time." Bucky nods and slips his gloves on.

"Ready?"
"For this?" They share looks.

"Agent Rogers, Agent Barnes!" Clint calls out loud enough to alert the entire station. "Nice of you to join us."
"Agent Barton. Is there anyone in there with her now?"
"No. Go right ahead Agent Barnes."

Clint and Steve move over to the observation room. Watching as Della lifts her head up from there folded spot on her arms. Eyes going wide as he sits before her.

"Do you know who I am?"
"Yes. You're the Winter Soldier."
"Then you know what I'm capable of doing then. So talk. Why did you sell off y/n?"

"For the money. What else. She looks too much like me to survive."
"So you know what she looks like then?" Bucky is silently seething in fury.

"She was the one who arrested me. Now way in hell was she a legitimate SHIELD agent."
Bucky looks at her nose flaring.

"With that being said was it really a smart idea to be in the same room as me?"
"What are you talking about?"

Della smirks and looks at her phone.

Steve is worried looking at Bucky. Wondering why she was reciting a string of random words. His phone goes off. His head begins to hurt a bit before the pain goes away.

"Now get me out of here."
"No."

"I don't think you understood me. I gave you an order. You fallow said order. Now get me out." Della is a bit more forceful. The man looks at her in a blank expression.

"No." Della stands up. Rage in her face.

"I didn't pretend to care about my fuckwad of a husband for years to be denied my security. If he wasn't at the hospital when I gave birth to that worthless bitch she would have been sold off at birth. I had to wait for the next one but by then it was too late. That cunt cost me my cushy job."

"How many?"
"No you don't get to ask me questions. I am in control here!" Steve and Clint both see him stand and grabs Della by her neck in his left hand and shoving her against the wall.

He pins her. Not trying to strangle her. Simply holding her to the wall.
He is feeling nothing but rage at what he is hearing. One thing trumps all orders. The safety of his soulmate. Or in this case soulmates.

"Talk."
"The girls went to the Red Room. The boys went to Hydra. Three girls four boys." His eyes lock onto her.

"Dates." Della rattles off a few dates and it is shown that it was two sets of twins the rest where single.
Winter drops her. Walking off. Leaving and heading over to the bathroom. No one looks at him as he moves.

He leans over the sink. His head is beginning to hurt. Putting his hands to his head he throws his head back in a silent scream.

Steve and Clint look at one another.

"I'm going to go check up on him. Something is up." Steve gets to the bathroom and sees Bucky picking him up off the floor. Hand to his head.

"You ok?"
"Think so. I think I blacked out."
"Ok. Let's get you in the office and down."

Steve makes sure that he is ok and gives him some coffee.

"What happened?"
"I blacked out. Did...did I hurt anyone?"
"No. But you did get Della to sing like a canary."
"I did?" Bucky looks over to Steve. Not knowing if he really wanted to know.

"Yeah. You did you found out that our girl has seven older siblings. Three to the Red Room. Four to Hydra. Sisters and brothers."
"Fuck. And y/n is the youngest isn't she?" He starts rubbing his head. Memories coming to him from what just happened.

"Della only kept her because she was caught at the hospital from her husband. Right?" Steve nods.

"Yes. That's exactly right."
"We find out why?"
"Not yet."

"Steve. I think I became him for a moment."
"Ok. We can talk later."

Bucky nods and looks in the cup of coffee.

"Without our girl? I don't want to freak her out." Steve nods as his phone goes off. It's Nick.

"Yes sir?"
"Clint told me about what happened. Tomorrow she will be moved to a SHIELD base prison. Tell everyone to pack up."

"Sir, could Bucky, Y/n and I have a few days here? This is her home town."
"Approved. Take care of her cap."
The call ends. Steve and Bucky are both silent. So much in such a short amount of time.

Chapter 5

Green widow 4

Y/n is next to the van near her team mates and soulmates. Watching as Phil leads the others to try to get Della into a SHIELD armor proof transport.

"You know...this explains a lot." Clint comments. Y/n gives an ugly snort.

"Reminds me of Argentina."
"Oh god. I forgot about that hell cat."
"Who was it that had to lift me out of the water by my bra?" Y/n turns and gives Clint a cheeky smirk. Sam snorts as Steve and Bucky share looks.

"Beat the massive wedgie that Nat gave me."
"And who's fault was it for sleeping in his jock strap and a shirt?" Sam snorts again and loses it. Bucky smacks Sam lightly in the back of his head.

"Pics or it didn't happen."
"What about video?" Y/n turns and gives Bucky her phone. Video already loaded.

The three of them look at the phone in Buckys hand. Clint looks over to Y/n.

"You have video of that?"
"It puts me in a good mood. You can't deny that was funny looking back."
"Ya ain't wrong."

Bucky snorts himself and Steve gives the kind of sigh that says that he's suffering from something he did in his past life.

The siren goes off and the five of them look over. They have Della in the back and several of them are sporting shiners and bloody noses. One of them is taking a stance familiar to the men of the group. Even y/n hisses at that.

The car leaves and behind them they see Della's husband leaning up against a red truck. Arms folded a stern look on his face. All of them look at him.

"Come on guys. We did our job. We got a confession out of her." Y/n is now looking at her phone. Eyes closed behind her sunglasses.

"Yeah. He's making his way over."

It's true. The man is working his way over. The entire station is watching them.

"What's your name?" He stops before her. She swallows. Nervous. Steve goes to rub her back.

"Y/n."
"When were you born?" She gives a date.

"You look so much like me."
"I know." He moves suddenly. Steve and Bucky both move as well. Bucky placing his hand on the other man's chest as Steve pushes her behind him.

"No." Bucky is feeling fuzzy a bit. His own voice sounding strange to him. He's using his left hand as well.

"She is my daughter. You have no right to keep her away from me."
"I do when she prefers not to be touched. When she only has a few handful that she trusts to touch her. You have not seen her for over twenty years. Do you truly think you have the right?" As much as he didn't want to relent the man had to.

"And who are you to put yourself between us?"
"One of her soulmates."

"Have you been protecting her?"
"The best I can." The man looks deep into Buckys eyes. Nodding.

"Names Kevin. If she ever wants to talk my door is open for her."
"Sir, how long have you two been married for?"
"Twenty nine years. That ends today." Steve nods at him. Kevin steps away and turns to head back to his truck. Bucky closed his eyes for a second before rubbing at his face.

"You ok man?" Sam asks. Bucky nods.

"Yeah. Pollen is giving my head hell." Steve knows that something is up.

"Let's head on out. Sam, Clint, you two go on ahead. Bucky y/n and I will be along in a day or two. The three of us need to chat."

"Ok."
"Stay safe kid."

•
They are in the park with some sandwich stuff for Steve and Bucky. Y/n has her thermos. Taking small sips from it every once in a while.

"I miss food." She huffs and lays her head down. Bucky reaches over and rubs her back a bit.

"With your... rare...diet could you use marinades? Give things some sort of flavor?"
"That something to test."

"Y/n. There are something that we need to tell you." Steve is the one heading this conversation. His heart pounding in his chest.

"You have several older siblings."
"What?" She feels her blood actively drain from her face. Feel it all drain. She lifts her head up. Looking across the table at him.

"Turns out your ma had contracts with both the Red Room and Hydra both." Bucky cleans his face up and tosses the balled up paper towel onto the table. Sighing. As he looks up.

"You would have made an even split between them both. Each getting four."

"I have..." y/n has a hard time processing this. Feeling Bucky pull her into his chest.

"I know that you can sync with Steve. Try to sync with me y/n." He holds her and tries to help her keep calm. Slowly her heart beat changes to his. She lets her eyes fall. Her breathing soon matches his as well.

Steve watches. Concerned since this was the same split as before. Same speech pattern. No contractions. Even and slightly flat. Calm. Steve keeps her in his sight. He can feel a sight tug on his soulbond.

After some time she pulls away. Looking up at him. Silent for a little bit.

"Your him. The soldier."
"I am." She falls silent. Looking at him.

"Bucky isn't aware is he?" Her voice is soft yet calculated.
"He is not."

"Why do you protect me?"
"You are worth protecting. You helped us while we were in isolation. His nightmares would be too much for us at times. Our nightmares would get to be too much for us. You helped us through this without knowing."

"That was you with Della. Have you always been in the back watching and listening in?"
"A bit." He blinks and he turns his head to look at Steve. "James has full trust in you and Y/n both. That night when she had a nightmare. Where she said that she did not like to be touched I was listening in myself."

"That's why you stepped in." The man nods. Y/n is silent through this. Eyes closed.

"It was you. Not him. Right?" Steve is lost but the man isn't.

"Correct."
"The mission, him getting sick after." Y/n speaks softly. Taking a deep breath.

"Huh." She makes a noise and takes a deeper smell. The man is a bit confused.

"What is it angel?"
"It changes. It's very slight. But when you know what..." Her eyes shoot open. They fade from red back to her natural color.

"You said siblings. Right?"
"I did."
"This gives me an idea." She gives him a kiss on the cheek before giving one to Steve.

"I'll see you two at home."

Then she's gone. Both men look at one another blinking a few times.

"That just happened." Bucky sighs and rubs his eyes again.

"How much of that did you hear?"
"Enough." He sighs. "Though that does explain why I don't remember those first few days."
"Two weeks." Bucky looks up and sees the guilty look on Steve's face.

"Two..."
"Weeks. Yeah. You were, well your body, was violently sick. Detox. Withdrawal."

"Shit. Really?"
"Yeah. It got nasty a few times." The pair sit in silence for a bit.

"What do you think her plan is?"
"It's hard to say. But if I had anything to go off of I would say that she's thinking about using her nose to track her siblings down."

"Huh. Our girl the blood hound." Steve snickers at that.

•

Bucky goes down to where y/n is trying to find everything that she can about her siblings. Dates mostly. Trying to scrub through the Hydra Intel they have to see if they can find anything about her brothers.

"Any luck doll?"
"No." Her chin is on the desk looking like a sad little puppy. She blinks a few times and gives him a sad look. He smiles and his heart melts.

"May I?"
"Ye." He comes over to her and pulls her up from her seat and into his arms. Her own go to around his neck.

"Is this ok?"
"Yeah doll. Your ok." He leans up against the desk. The pair of them holding onto one another.

"Your warm."
"Yeah. Side effect." She nuzzles into him a bit. Things syncing up.

"Do you sleep at all?"
"I do. Not as often or as much. You know this B-man." Bucky gives a quiet chuckle.
"Sorry doll. Trying to make some light conversation. Punk wants you to try to get some rest. Given everything that's happened over the last few days."
"Fair point. He send you down?"
"Yeah. He did. Tomorrow is soon enough to think about what needs to be done."

"Ok." Bucky wasn't going to let her out of his arms. Not right now.

"You're not alone. You know this right?"
"It's hard." They are silent. Soon enough they reach Steve's room. Where the bed got replaced with a giant pile of cushions and blankets. This surprises her as Bucky settles her onto her feet.

"When did this happen?"
"While you were gone. The pair of us kinda..." both men blushed a bit. Y/n shakes her head.

"You two are almost as bad as Clint at times." She shakes her head a little bit. Steve moves over to her with one of his shirts for her. Pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. He closes his eyes as she changes.
Both men have a small and soft smile on their faces. Y/n is feeling a bit better then before.

Yes. She did still hurt from knowing that her sister slept with her soulmate. But Bucky hasn't said a word about Natasha since.

Chapter 6

Green widow 5

Y/n sits down before her. It was her.

"What's your name?"
"Y/n. You?"
"Astrid. You said that you know who my parents are?"
"I do. I also know who your siblings are." Astrid looks at y/n in surprise. But the older widow betrays nothing but the look in her eyes.

"Why?"
"Because I'm the youngest. I was sold to them but I got out. Now I'm working with others to try to undo what the Red Room had done to us. To stop them from returning."
"Why? I'm old. People won't forget."

"But it's not imposable to heal from this. I got out. Natasha got out. Yelena and others got out. Why can't you?" Astrid looks at her. Before looking down and sighing.

"Have you found any of the others yet?"
"No. You're the first. The oldest of us all. I have a few leads on the others but I wanted, no." Y/n takes a deep breath. "I needed to know that I have at least one of us on my side before I track the rest of us down. Someone who would be able to talk to the others. On the off chance that I can't convince them."

Astrid looks at her. She can see the honesty in her eyes.

"Why now?"
"Della got arrested. Did it myself. My soulmate got her to spill the beans."
"How many of us are there?"
"With you and me? Eight. Even split."

"Our brothers."
"Hydra." Astrid looks at her. Before nodding.
"Do you have any leads on them?"

"Yeah. At least half of them." Astrid is surprised.

"Who are you working with?"
"My family. We may not be blood. But does it really matter?"
"Who is your lead with our brothers?" Y/n smirks. Eyes flashing red for a moment.

"You want to know? Then fallow me." Y/n stands and Astrid fallows her.

"Any luck?" Y/n asks as they enter through the door. Bucky is using a VR headset to flip through Intel.

"Yeah. One of them is frozen. One is on assignment and a third is in Columbia as a drug lord." Bucky sighs and takes his gloves off. Turning to look at her. Offering them a smile. "Names Astrid, right?"

Astrid looks over to her sister.

"He's..."
"Bucky. One of my soulmates." He waves.

"The punk has a lead on a sister."
"Where?"
"England." Y/n looks over to Astrid.

"Well? You know that I exist. Going to join me or do you want me to leave you alone?"
"I will be in touch."
"Ok." Astrid keeps looking at Bucky as y/n and keep talking.

•

Y/n sighs. Falling back onto the bed.

"It's going to be ok Doll. You will find her."
"Her scent is all over the place. I can't tell what is fresh or stale." Her stomach goes off. She huffs. Steve comes over with her thermos. She sits up and takes a small drink from it.

"Sweetie, you know that I don't ask questions about your diet but when was the last time you had something....fresher?"
"Um. Few months ago. It was fish blood but it tasted nasty." Steve nods. "Outside of that it's mostly going to the butcher."

She takes another deep drink. Steve can feel her feel a bit off. She hates her diet now. Missing real food.

"Ok." Steve gives her a kiss on the forehead. "Take tonight to regroup and we can plan tomorrow."
"How's Bucky doing?"

"He's helping Dimitri out being out from Hydras thumb. Poor kid."
"He's the same age as Bucky isn't he?" Thankfully they both know what she means by that.

"Yeah." Y/n nods. Finishing her thermos and going to wash it out.

~

She slips from the hotel room and leaves Steve a note. Going out to walk around. She takes a deep breath. It's fresh. Very fresh. Keeping her eyes closed she can hear fighting. The scent gets to be too much.

Blood.

Marc throws a dog off of him and Izzy is fighting right beside him. They are over run. Harrow watches from the side. Smiling. He kills the woman he ruins the man.
But not even he expected what happened next.

The other woman whistles hard. Drawing the dogs to her. She moves unnaturally so. She gets between the dogs and Marc and Izzy.

"Thanks for the help but we had it under control." Marc speaks. Looking at her. She snorts.

"Yeah right. Elizabeth has a nasty bite on her left calf. Shes been bleeding for the last ten minuets. It needs to be flushed and bandaged."
"How do you know my name?"

Y/n turns and lowers her hood. Marc looks at them.

"She looks like you."
"My name is Y/n. I'm the youngest of the eight of us. I was hoping to find you."
"Why?"

"The Red Room is no more. I want to know that my sisters are safe first before I focus on our brothers."
"You said eight."
"I did. Even split."

"I do not trust her Marc. She is not human." They watch as she looks around.

"Who was that?"
"Wait. You heard him?"
"Heard who?"
"Let's get back to our flat so we can talk. We both have off tomorrow. And something tells me that this is going to be hard." Marc sighs. Shaking his head.

"Ok but legit. Who was that?"
"A giant dodo." Y/n snorts at that.

~

She looks at them both. Shaking her head.

"Honestly that's not the weirdest thing I've heard. Or been through." Y/n closes her eyes and hangs her head back. "But you have your head on straight. I guess that's the best anyone can hope for."
"Have you found the others yet?"

"Outside of our older sister I haven't found, or talked to anyone else. My soulmate is helping out a brother at the moment." She takes a deep breath. Marc's scent changes just enough for her to...

"Does Elizabeth know?"
"How do you?" Izzy looks over to Y/n. Before looking back to Jake.

"If this is about his different personalities then yes. I do. He is my soulmate after all." Izzy defuses the situation. Y/n nods.

"How did you know?"
"His scent changed slightly."
"What are you?"

"Stuck. Not exactly human, not exactly a vampire. All of the pros of each minus the diet." They blink at her.

"How did that happen?"
"Honestly none of us are sure. Popular theory is that because I got a direct blood transfusion from my soulmate it negated part of the transformation." She shrugs. Pulling a card from her pocket to hand to Izzy.

"My number. If you want to talk."
"You said that there are others."
"Yeah. Astrid is in Iceland and one of our brothers is in America. Don't know where our other sister is at." Izzy takes the card.

"Does she look like us?"
"Dunno. If you find anything."
"I'll let you know. No worries." Y/n nods. Before heading out.

•

Dimitri heads over to the gym. He can't sleep and wanted to go a few rounds with a bag. Hoping to wear himself out. Bucky had been a big help transitioning from soldier to citizen. Helping him learn the truth. He could only hope that he could find a place in this world.

When he hits the gym he sees Bucky and this woman sparing. They are going hard and he stands in the doorway watching. It was clear that she was trained. It wasn't hard to. He sees Bucky land on his back. Breathing hard with the woman settled on him.

"Tired now?"
"Yeah. Thanks doll." Dimitri sees them kiss.

"No problem babe." She helps him stand up. Turning with a smile.

"Sorry."
"You're fine. No worries."
"Dimitri."
"Y/n. Want to go a few rounds?" He looks over to Bucky.

"No biting doll." Bucky is teasing her a little bit. But she rolls her eyes at it.
"That was one time and I didn't break skin."
"It bruised doll."

"Not apologizing." Bucky chuckles at that. Moving closer to her he presses a sweet, love filled kiss to her forehead. Passing by Dimitri on his way out.

"Soulmate?"
"Yeah. The offer is open. I don't sleep that much."
"Nightmares?"
"Yeah."

"Thank you."
"For what?" Y/n tilts her head at him. Confused.

"Looking for us. Bucky explained that you're trying to find and keep your siblings safe."
"That was the original plan. But now it's to let everyone know that they have blood family."

"Have you met him? Our dad?" His voice is soft. Y/n nods.

"Yeah. I have. He's different. Didn't know what she was doing. Divorced her over it." Dimitri nods.
"You have a twin. A brother. He's the one that we are looking for next. Thing is we haven't found anything about him outside of his name. Luther. He's the youngest of our brothers."
"Do we have sisters?"
"Yes. Three of them excluding me. We can't find a twin from that either."
"How many of us in total?"
"Eight."

"Even split." Y/n nods.

•

"Y/n," she looks over to Tony. "We think we found him. He is expecting a large shipment of experimental guns."
"Is this Avenger kinda mission?"
"Yeah. I already cleared it with Nick. You're on the roster. Only thing though is we are pairing you with Nat. Since your both red room trained."

Y/n takes a deep breath.

"Ok. When is the meeting?"

After the meeting y/n is in the range, honing her skills with a gun. This was going to be a doozy. No two ways about it. They got the layout of the place where he was staying. Place had more booby traps then Hydra did. They were going to send y/n and Natasha in first. Connect Tony to the blueprint. Or the main hub. One of the two.

Y/n finishes up the clip and pulls it.

"Clear." She mutters out of habit. Putting the gun in her holster. Leaving she bumps into Dimitri.

"You going to be sister?"
"No clue. The fact that he is doing what he is makes me a little worried." He nods and they make their way to the elevator.

"Things will go well with the mission y/n." At his words Y/n snorts.

"Not saying a word. Don't want to jinks it."

•

The day of the mission comes and y/n and Natasha are on the roof. Nat goes in first. Heading to the hub. While y/n goes to track down her brother.
His scent is all over the place. Y/n keeps a light foot as she walks by the heat sensors.

"Guess that's good to know." She mumbles under her breath. Not activating the sensors. Slowly making her way through it.

From his safe room Luther watches as y/n makes her way closer. Frowning. She should have triggered the sensors. Yet she didn't. He keeps an eye on her. Ignoring the other one. Watching as things progress.

~

The rest of the team enters and very slowly makes their way through the base.

"Heading towards the shipment."
"Ten four." Steve and Bucky make their way over to the basement. While the rest speed out. Clint goes over to Natasha and Tony heads over to the hub.

"How are you doing hell cat?" Sam asks. Being quiet.
"Slow work. Disabling traps as I go." Y/n keeps at it. Whispering as she disables another trap.

"Boys, you ok?"
"Yeah. We are good. Moving slow. Nothing out of the ordinary." Steve responds. Only to have Bucky pull him back as he is about to trigger a tripwire.

"Watch your feet punk." Y/n shakes her head. Hearing a noise around the corner. She's moving softly and is ready to fire. Only to see Natasha around said corner. Both of them take a slow but deep breath.

"You good to continue?"
"Yes."
"Ok. On my six then." Natasha is surprised. But nods. Seems like y/n hasn't forgiven her for what she did. As much as it hurt Natasha to know that her little sister no longer trusted her she had to admit that she deserved it. What also surprised Natasha is that y/n asked her to be on her six. Not take point.

Despite the hurt y/n felt she would never put her team mates in harms way. Even Natasha. Besides it would feel better to her to have someone on her six while dismantling traps.

"Found the shipment." The team has been in the base for three hours already. They had to move slow. No one was arguing that.

"Good. Hell cat, what can you hear?" She takes a deep breath. Letting her listen in to the building.

Natasha, Steve and Bucky, Sam and Clint. Tony and Luther.

Everyone is accounted for.

"All good. One man crew." Y/n goes to take care of one more trap. It deactivated. Only for her, and Natasha to pause at the sound of something closing. Both share looks. Before looking down. A shackle is around y/ns ankle.
The pair share looks before y/n goes flying. Natasha is wide eyed. Moving to run after her.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The voice rings out through the facility. "Your trap guard is in serious danger if you continue. Are you sweetheart?" The intercom falls silent.

"She's a feisty one isn't she? Bit young." Steve and Bucky share looks. Dread

•

Y/n saw everything moving in slow motion. Her youngest brother hitting the detonator. Natasha entering the room with gun drawn. Y/n breaks the chain around her left arm and whips it around to her brother. It wraps around him and she uses her unholy strength to throw him into Nat just as the door closes.

To everyone else, meaning Natasha and Luther everything moved at inhuman speed. Nat makes a noise of discomfort.

"Widow is everything ok?"
"No. It's hell cat. She..." Natasha rights herself. Looking over to see Luther out cold still with the chain around him.

"Widow!"
"There...."
"Fuck!" A pair of male voices ring out.

"Romanov. What exactly, happened to our soulmate?" Winter is in control at that moment. Some how sensing that something was up.

"She didn't escape."
"I am incoming." The team hears a click and his link, at least his transmitter, is cut off. Natasha is slow to stand. Her chest hurt. She had caused her sister a great amount of pain but still she did what was needed.
Winter has an incendiary bomb at the ready. Able to melt metal. Going over he puts it on the door and steps back. It activates and shows him the room.

Natasha watches him as he lowers the gun from his shoulder. Watching as the gun falls to the floor.

"No." Bucky shoves Winter to the back. He enters slowly. Y/n is pinned. Stretched out. The one cuff lax while the other is rather painful. She has a chunk of metal embedded in her. From sternum to knee. There is some more debris around her. But he can feel the pain that she's in.

"Nat, Repot!" Steve and the others are running.

"I can't really see what's going on. Barnes is moving rubble the best he could. But I can't..." Natasha moves closer. Eyes going wide.

"That's not good." Steve double times it. But is stopped by Natasha.

"Nat..."
"No Steve. There is a second device in the room. Heat sensor." Natasha poked her head in for a moment.

"Tony?"
"I'm looking Cap. But I'm not finding anything."
"Tony!"
"I'm looking. Just focus on Barnes and Hell cat." Steve can hear Bucky dig through to find her.

"Doll!" Bucky throws a large piece of scrap off her. Looking down he can see how bad the damage is. He can see her tears running down her face. Feel how much she hurts. Over the link he can hear Steve talking to the others. Clint getting Luther off to the van.
Bucky kneels down next to her. Moving her hair out of her face. She cracks an eye open to look at him.

"It hurts." Even if he didn't share a soul with her he could feel the pain in her voice.

"I know baby girl. I know it hurts. Right now I need you to shut down. The longer your heart beats the worse the blood loss will be." He can kinda feel Winter over his shoulder. But he choses to ignore it.
Y/n closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. It hurts feeling her heart slow and stop. But the pain of the shrapnel is much, much worse. Bucky knows that she is still living. He can feel it.

Y/n does that 'Spike' thing and opens her eyes again.
"I'm going to work slow. It's in pieces. I'm going to work from the bottom up."

"Ok."
"You need blood." Bucky knows that she hates doing live feeds.

"No. Not you." Bucky turns the transmitter on again. Gripping the piece in her leg first. He rips it out. She releases a small whimper.

"I am making the offer. You have vital organs that got punctured. You need an influx to save your life."
The team is silent. The conversation being recorded.

"B..."
"Even if your a vampire your not fully immortal. You can be killed. You're losing too much blood. I don't want to see my girl get killed. Not when we just found you." He sees her mouth quirk a little. He rips the second of four pieces out. She gives a small cry at that. Bucky brings out some paracoard and begins to wrap it around her leg now that he can get to it properly. Tying it as tight as he can. Feeling it on his own leg.

"I had to tie it tight. Try to keep your leg together. It looks like the next piece is going to be rough to be removed. Don't hold it in y/n. Let it out."
"Count down?"
"Ok. Three. Two..." her scream echoes the building. Bucky keeps his left hand on her shoulder. Knowing that she is going to want to move.

"Stay down. I know that it hurts. I know because I feel it too. I am hurting right along side you. Steve too." Bucky is trying to calm her down. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"Your loosing too much blood y/n. This last piece is against your heart." He can feel it. "You will not survive without blood. I freely and willingly offer."

Everyone goes silent. They hear him take another deep breath.

"We, freely and willingly offer." She looks at him. Blinking a few times.

"Stop me. If I go to far."
"We will." He kneels closer to her. Hand on her shoulder. Holding her down. He takes a few slow but deep breaths.
Blood sprays from her as he pulls it out. Spraying the floor above her. A few drops land on her face. Bucky throws the metal away and pulls her into his arms. Placing her head at his neck.

"Mne zhai'" Bucky feels fangs pierce his skin.

~

Steve feels her fangs in his neck. It's Bucky. He knows this. As soon as it registers he feels the fangs pull away.
"How is she?"

"She didn't take much. And she can't be moved right now. She's out cold."
"She's healing though. That's the main thing." Both of them can feel what the new influx of blood was doing to her system.

"Is there any metal big enough to put her on?"
"Yeah. There is. Gunna need help getting her out."
"Bucky?"

"It's fully healed. Happened pretty much instantly."
"Ok." By then Clint and Tony comes over.

"Hey Clint, got a rope on ya?"
"Yeah. I'll shoot it over when I see him."

•

She gasps and opens her eyes. Heart is beating hard and she's about to be sick she turns and throws up. A trash can under her head as she does so. A hand goes to rub her back. Trying to calm things.
Steve is the one by her side at the moment. Sending Bucky off to get some rest. Where he a betting man he would bet that Buck was rapidly on his way down.

"Easy y/n. It's ok."
"I need to talk to Micheal. Something went wrong." Her voice is small and faint.

"What do you mean?" Steve is soft. Worried about her. She keeps shaking. Violently. She just shakes her head.
Bucky enters and looks over to her.

"You know." She nods. Pulling away from Steve and wrapping her arms around herself. Bucky freezes.

"You need to leave Steve." The man turns to look at him. Steve can feel the emotional state of the man. He nods and gives y/n a kiss on the forehead.

"Let me know when you want me down." He passes by heading to Helen. Bucky enters and climbs on the bed. Pulling her to him.

"I'm sorry. But I know that you need this as much as I do right now. I can feel it."
"It's fine."
"How?"
"I don't know."
"Your vampirism. Could this be a side effect?"
"It's hard to say."

"It's ok. You can sync with me." She does. She feels a bit better.

"Did all that really happen to you?"
"Yeah. All of it." She puts her head to his chest and tightens the grip she has on his arms.

Helen looks up and sees Steve.

"Is everything ok?"
"I don't think so. Y/n is awake. But she was throwing up." He misses the look of alarm on her face. "Helen, I have a question to ask you. It's a bit personal."

"Is it about me and Michael?"
"It is."
"What's your question?"
"Has he ever fed from you?"

"No. He hasn't. Why?"
"Y/n was going to bleed out. Bucky got her to feed enough to heal the damage done to her heart. Before she blacked out. Could her waking up vomiting be a side effect?"
"I honestly don't know. It's never been looked into."

Chapter 7

Green widow 6

Astrid enters the tower and heads over to the elevator. Surprised to see a male in there waiting for her.

"Are you...."
"Yeah. I am. Dimitri." He has an accent to him. Astrid nods.

"Astrid." He nods. Just as the elevator goes to close Astrid stops it. A slightly younger woman steps in.

"Holy shit." She goes wide eyed as the elevator closes. Looking at the pair.

"I'm Astrid. Dimitri is behind me."
"Elizabeth. But everyone calls me Lizzy. Our baby sis get ahold of you too?"

"Not me." Dimitri looks down. "Her soulmate has been helping me out."

"Which one?"
"Bucky. He seems nice enough." The women nod.

"Ya know. I have heard some things back then." Lizzy comments as the carriage rises.

"So have I and I can tell you that if they are rue that he was out of his mind when it happened." Astrid shoots her younger sister a look. "I've met him. He was friendly and very loving towards our baby sister. But he had this sort of regret to him."

"Huh." Izzy comments. "She didn't have him with her when she found me. She had someone by the name of Steve."

"That's her other soulmate." Dimitri entered the convo at long last. "The two of them are very protective of her. I've seen her do things that the normal human can't."

"Think she's enhanced?" The question gets asked as Natasha enters.

"That's on her to tell you."
"So it's true. You did sleep with him." Izzy is shocked. Seeing Natasha stiffen a bit. She hits the emergency stop so the three widows could have a proper conversation.

"You told her when you realized it. Right?"
Astrid keeps an eye on Natasha.

"You didn't. You never told her. That means that he did."
"It's complicated."

"Wrong." Dimitri crosses his arms. Expression flat as he looks at her.

"It is not complicated. You chose to make it so." Natasha sighs. Looking down.

"You don't know what you're talking about."
"You mean the fact that his mind is split? That Bucky and the soldier are two different people in the same body? That both of them trust our sister? That both of them want to keep her safe?" Dimitri is on a roll. The women looking over to him in surprise. "I asked him about that. He told me the truth. He felt ashamed of what happened to him while he wasn't in control. He told me that y/n left because her heart was broken by one of the few people that she truly cared for. For the one who taught her how to be without worry. That she was betrayed by the only family she knew." Natasha looks down. Avoiding y/ns siblings.

"I wanted to talk to him first. When I did he wasn't doing too good. He felt like he was going to be sick. Told me as such. He wanted to tell both y/n and Steve the moment we got done with the conversation. I agreed. Told him to go settle himself. That in a day or two we would tell them."

"But you never did."
"No. She left that night with Clint. Bucky and I agreed to give her some space. She's been feeling...off."
"What happened that she was feeling this way?"

Natasha looks up at Astrid. Seeing the look on her fellow widows eyes.

"Honestly I'm not sure. None of us are. Not even Steve. The pair of them have a closer bond then she and Bucky have."

"What is our sister? Because I've seen her in action. She could tell not only that I was bleeding from but where and how long as well." Izzy kept the fact that her sister could hear the god she and her soulmate served a secret.

"It's complicated. She's not human. Not entirely." Astrid keeps between Natasha and the panel.

~

Y/n sighs. Letting her body lean against Steve. Waiting for the elevator to come.

"Jarvis, what's going on with the elevator?" Steve is the one who asks as Bucky picks y/n up. Her leg is bandaged and the worst of her wounds have been healed from the influx of fresh blood. She had been stitched up. Bandaged. But the boys are protective over her regardless.

"It appears Captain, that y/ns siblings are...having a conversation with miss Romanov. It is advisable that you find an alternative route."

"Wonder what they are talking about?" Bucky notes as they head to the stairwell.
"Y/n, can you hear what they are saying?" Steve opens the door for them. Fallowing after.

"No. There's a low frequency buzzing going on. Honestly I can't hear much of anything." Steve and Bucky share looks. Both of them heading down to talk to Bruce.

~

Bruce has a sympathetic look on his face. Handing y/n some cotton balls. Both men can feel her relief wash over her.

"Thanks doc." She gives a sigh. Tilting her head back. Enjoying the peace for the moment.

"Has anything changed since..." Bruce leaves the sentence open. Knowing how she didn't like to talk about it.
-

Y/n is standing in the back near the door just listening in. Her stomach has been killing her ever since that small feed from Bucky. Her siblings are all sitting around talking.

'You're not looking too good." She peeks an eye open. Seeing this skeletal bird, and her sister before her as she blacks out.

Lizzy catches her as she falls.

"Someone get her boys!" Dimitri runs out. Getting to the elevator just as they exit. The pair go running next to Dimitri heading back to the room.

"What happened?"
"She just passed out." Steve gets y/n from Lizzy and Bucky places a hand on her pulse.

"It's...." He shakes his head. "We got to get her down to Helen."

•

Y/n is tight to a chest when she wakes up. A line going into her arm. She's on her side. She takes a few deep breaths. Winter. And Lizzy is near her. Having a harsh and hushed argument with someone.

"Liz?" Y/n cracks open an eye. Her sister comes over. Taking her hand.

"Easy little sis. How do you feel?"
"Better, what happened?" Slowly Lizzy comes into view.

"Well, you, ah, you passed out. Lack of blood. It took a while for us to figure it out. You got a direct blood transfusion from him. Dimitri went toe to toe with him when you were put under. Before we knew what happened. Our brother is ok. Put the fear of god in Luther." Y/n chuckles at that.

"Any word on the twins?"
"No. Sorry."
"Luther say why he was so paranoid?"
"He's a drug lord. What do you expect?" Y/n nods at that. Her body feels heavy again. Her eyes fall shut.

"Sleep sis. We will protect you."
"Is the chicken included in that." Lizzy chuckled at that. Smiling a little bit.

"Yes sis. The chicken included." Lizzy sees her sister sink back into a restful sleep.

"She ok?"
"Yeah Steve. She's ok. She's going to be going in and out of it for a while." Steve comes in and Lizzy stands. Turning to look at him. "The question is, are you ok?"

"Little shaken, but, I think in the long run I will be ok."

•

Winter wakes up to her soft breathing. Feeling her heart mirror his. Something changed in her. He could feel it. Just not sure what. The sound of a pencil on pad catches his ear. Cracking an eye open he sees Steve drawing.

"She's ok. Little off but ok." Steve is soft. Still drawing.

"Has anything been found?"
"Not entirely. Something shifted. But no one is sure what."

Winter moves closer to her. Feeling at ease. He had given a lot of blood to her. He was happy to do so. But even after everything he felt tired. He k led that they are safe. If not for Steve. Then y/n's siblings. The girls, minus Luther, all were loyal to her. Even Dimitri was loyal to her.

Winter went to close his eyes. Relaxing into her. Only for them to bolt open. Jerking up so he could look at her. She started gasping. Her heart is pounding wildly. Yet she remained out cold.

Winter puts his right hand on her neck as the heart monitor goes nuts. Winter feels her body stiffen as things go haywire.

She is...

Steve pulls him off of y/n. Watching as tears run down her face. They hear her whimpering. Something is wrong and no one knows what.

Chapter 8

Gw 7

They all are in the den. Izzy and Astrid are filling Dimitri in on a few things. Just then their sisters boys come in. Both of them looking down. The siblings all look at one another.

"What happened?"
"We don't know. It's like her body is reacting to something." Dimitri doesn't like the look of what is going on.

"How many transfusions have she gone through?"
"To many."

"Her color keeps getting darker on us. Bring from white to a deep gray." Dimitri goes stone face. As does Astrid. The pair goes off.

Luther knew something. He had to.

Lizzy looks over to the god. Khonshu is deep in thought. Before he goes popping off.

"Why don't we go 'talk' to Luther. You two stay here and the three of us will take care of things." Astrid takes control. Her siblings flanking her. Ready to cause hell.

•

Luther was surprised over his siblings coming over to him in his cell.

"I know nothing."
"You say that now. But when it clicks for Winter that you may have something to with his soulmate being in a coma not even the ancients will be able to give you mercy." Dimitri speaks out first. Luther may be his older brother. But he was enhanced. Luther wasn't.

"I'm not saying shit."
"So you do have something to do with this." Izzy looks at him. Crossing her arms. Glancing up. Surprised to see Khonsu near her.
Luther keeps his mouth shut. He knows the consequences if he doesn't. The harm to his soulmate. He didn't know y/n and he didn't want to. Hell, as far as he is concerned he is an only child. A kingpin at that. He has nothing to do with any of them.

•

Tony, Clint and Natasha all run over the Intel. Bruce is pouring over everyone's blood work when the man in question stands up and leaves the room. Heading over to medical.

"Jarvis, have y/ns siblings along with Steve and Bucky meet me in medical."
"Of course doctor Banner."

Everyone is waiting for him when he hits medical.

"Blood thinners." That made instant sense to Helen her eyes going wide. Hand covering her mouth.

"It had to be absorbed through the skin or airways. That's the only thing that makes sense. When she fed from Bucky the drug wasn't fully in her system until that feed." Buckys heart sank. Both he and Winter feel weak.

"It was in my system when I gave her blood. I..." Steve and Dimitri react in time to keep Bucky from collapsing to the ground.

"I killed her. I killed her and I didn't even know it." Bucky has tears running down his face. Moving to curl up. Astrid is sympathetic to him while Lizzy looks over to her god. Who gives her a nod.

"Helen, how long would it take to blood type Luther?"
"A few hours. Why?"

"Test him for blood thinners and we can go from there. If need be you can take from me if needed." She moves over to Bucky.

"Hey, can you look at me?" Bucky lifts his head up a little bit. Looking at her.

"My baby sister will not die. This was a fluke. The only one who has the answers as to why this happened is Luther. Ok?" Bucky still feels like all this is his fault.

"One problem sis. If Luther has the same chemicals in his system that her soulmates do how are you going to do a direct blood transfusion?" Astrid points out. Looking at lizzy.

"This is how." In an instant she is in white armor with a moon on her chest. Everyone looks at her her and blinks.

"Our sister is a vampir, I'm super human, and our other sister is a guardian of the night." Dimitri shakes his head. Sighing as he crosses his arms. Everyone looks over to Astrid.

"I am fully human."

"I'm Bruce. Sorry. I try to keep down in the lab."
"Astrid. The..." as the pair go to shake hands they pause. Going wide eyed. Everyone is confused. Looking back and forth between them.

"Your mark. It's not..."
"Lower back. Practically. A tramp stamp."

Without a word Bruce took a step back. Everyone watching as a code green appeared.

"Mine!" Hulk says as he pulls Astrid into a hug. She give a loud eep before she giggles. Letting herself rest on his chest. Content. The forty year old woman can feel the love coming her way from him.

The rest of the team come over and looks in shocked that the hulk isn't causing hell like normal.

"Ah...."
"Astrid is his soulmate."

"Huh...."

•

Winter is in control and storms his way over to where Luther was at. Enraged over what happened to his soulmate. With Tony's help they were able to figure out how they got dosed. The entryways where spraying what they thought was disinfectant. But it was a high powered blood thinner. It got on everyone. Every surface that they had. So when Y/n bit Bucky.., yes those first few swallows did help her heal. But it also brought the drug into her system.

He wasn't going to let it slide.

Luther looked up and pales. Swallowing harshly. He opens his mouth, about to talk, but Winter just moves over to him. Grabbing him by the hair and pulling him up.

The cameras and recordings all shut down. Leaving Winter to do whatever he pleases to the man.

•

"Angela." The word is mumbled from the man's mouth. Making Winter stop the sound. Pulling the headphones off the man.

"Explain."
"Soulmate. He said he would kill her. Not human."

"Describe him."
"Tall. Blond. Arrogant. Told me that if I didn't kill her that my soulmate would die."

Winter left without a word. Heading over to where Natasha and Clint were.

"How was she turned?" The pair look up. Seeing Winter in the doorway.

"She got attacked. Called Clint and the pair of us went to find her." Natasha spoke up. Sharing looks with Clint.

"Did she say who attacked her?"
"Yeah. The guy was tall, blond and arrogant. Ah, Helen and her soulmate clued us in on who it was. A former friend of her soulmates. Not sure why but they have some major beef."

"What did you find out?" With the information that he had he turned and headed down to medical. The man was going hunting and he wanted to say his good bye to his soulmate before he got started.

•

Luther didn't even fight it when his sister pushed the blood thinners from his system. The man didn't even blink when the transfusion started and Steve stayed in the room watching like a hawk as the blood flowed into his soulmate.

"Is it really a good idea for you to be here Steve. For all we know this might take ages." Sam is near the man. Keeping an eye on things.

"I held her hand Sam. I was next to her when she turned. When she died. She was screaming but she had no voice. She died but her soul remained. To this day I have no idea what was given to her. I honestly don't care. I have her. The thought of losing her again. For good." Steve trails off. Moving to her side. Holding her hand. Watching her.

"You care for her?" Luther asks. Letting his head flop over to the side. Looking at him.

"I waited decades to meet her. I held her hand as she changed. How could I not?" Luther looks over to the pair. Watching as his sisters breathing grows stronger.

~

Steve holds her to him. It was the only way he could sleep. Bucky and Natasha both went AWOL. Not even Clint knew where they went. Honestly Steve wasn't overly worried. He can take care of himself.

"Steve?" The word is soft. He looks down. She may be going 'Spike' but her eyes are open. She's breathing ok and her heart is synced with his.

"Where's Bucky?"
"No clue. Im sorry Angel." He places a soft kiss to her forehead. He can feel how upset she is. He pulls her tighter to him. Tucking her head under his chin. She shakes a little bit. A small sob coming from her. She's sad, confused. Why wasn't he here with them?

•

He can feel Steve push on his barrier. But he knows that he needs to do this. If he could make the world safe for his soulmate then he would be redeemed. His soul would feel better for the unintentional harm he brought upon the one being in this world that would never harm him. He asked Natasha to be on his six because she knows him. She knows how he works. They could relay information to one another without words. She could go places that he would never be able to. Not to mention she's a widow. Able to kick ass and take names.

He would have to find a way to apologize to y/n for what he is sure she will see is a betrayal. He and Natasha had a history that she found out the hard way. Bucky bared his soul to Y/n. Explaining that he had no memory of that. That it was the soldier. Not him.
Now the soldier would have to explain himself to her. To bare HIS soul to the woman who held part of it.

"She won't be happy." He picks up on Natasha's soft words. He gives a soft nod. Fallowing his target.

Chapter 9

Gw 8

Micheal picked up on someone fallowing him. He keeps going. Heading to a small street out of the way. Intent on confronting whoever it was that was fallowing him.
In a quick movement he slams whoever it was into the wall near him. Surprised to see a man with a metal arm and face mask.

"Who are you and why are you..." he stops. Feeling a stick press lightly into his back.

"Easy Micheal." At Natasha's words he slowly moves his arm. Moving away he waits for her to move with him. Only she doesn't. Instead tossing the chopstick aside.

"Natasha, what is going on? Are you with this guy?"
"Micheal, this is the Winter Soldier. We have a problem. Milo is trying to kill y/n."

"How sure are you that it's him?"
"Who else do you know who is tall, blond and arrogant?"

"And him?" Michael eyes Winter wearily. The man was famous for all the wrong reasons.
Instead of speaking Winter shows the man his soulmark. It's blue and white.

"Ok. Fallow me. It's not safe to talk here." He moves as fast as he thinks they can match. Wondering what was going on.

"Now what is going on?" Micheal looks at them both.

"Y/n found out that she has siblings. Three sisters, four brothers. She's missing a sister and two brothers. One of her brothers came into contact with Milo. Who apparently has his soulmate."
Natasha takes a slow breath.

"My soulmate for his soulmate."
"How did you find this out?" Micheal looks at them both. Natasha hands him her phone. It's open to a note on it. Micheal reads the note and his head shoots up to look at them. His eyes dart back and forth between them both.

When the vampire shakes his head the pair nods. Micheal wrasses the note. Handing the phone back to Natasha.

"Alright. I accept."
"Do you have any leads?"

"Yeah. I do." The rest of the night is them going over details. With the information Micheal has now he was sure that he can end Milo with the information.

Natasha takes the first run. Tracking down the woman who has been seen talking to Milo often. The woman in question hides herself well. But Natasha was able to put a tracker on her.
Micheal knew her by scent. So it would be easy for him to track her. Something that he's done for around a month. But things would be better now that he has help.

•

Winter is walking next to her. Making sure to brush up against her.

"Please..." Dominque sobs out. Looking at the three of them. Seeing her soulmate under the boot of the man with the metal arm. "He's my soulmate. Don't kill him. Please."

Winter eases off of Milo just a little bit. Natasha goes over to her.

"Dominque, he isn't who you think he is." She's soft in her tone.
"If you're referring to the fact that he is a vampire then yeah. He is." She is stubborn. A trait that is shared with Y/n.

"Dominque, you are a widow. Right?"
"Yes." She's a little worried over what is to come.

"You have siblings. Three other sister and four brothers. We only know two of your brothers. Luther and Dimitri. Both of which were sold off to Hydra. Your sisters shared the same fate as you."

"The red room."
"Yes. Your youngest sister, y/n, tracked down your mother. She confessed to everything.
I was once seen as her sister. Someone she trusted. She had been attacked on her way to come me. She said that the person was tall, blond and arrogant." Dominque goes wide eyed. Her eyes go from Natasha to Milo. Not wanting to believe it.

"She wasn't just attacked. She was injected with something. Something that killed her. Something that changed her.

Her soulmate gave her blood. Transferring it to her directly. She survived but things changed.
The man who is holding Milo down is her other soulmate. A man dedicated to her health and security."

"What happened?" Dominque feels her blood drop. Looking over to Milo.

"Please..." Milo tries begging the widow to not tell his soulmate what he had done.

"Milo, what did you do? Don't tell me that was her? That you attacked my sister!" Dominque is in disbelief. Not wanting to believe this.

"He did worse. He almost killed her.
One of your brothers, Luther, was a drug lord. We raided his compound. Y/n got hurt. Badly hurt. Hurt to the point that her soulmate broke through her morals and did a fresh feed. Something she had never done before. Something she refused to do. Living off of raw meat or animals blood. Nothing human."

"It hit her heart." Winter spoke. The first time since they got Milo and Dominque.

"From her heart to her knee. The drug was in our system before we even knew. She fed only a small amount before we got her out." Natasha lets her up. Seeing the tears in her eyes as she looks at Milo.

"The blood thinners. What did they do to her? What did they do to my sister!?" Dominque is distraught. Not wanting to look at him.

"Luv I..."
"Zip it!" She turns to Natasha, "is there a picture of how bad her wounds were?"

"No. But we have audio."
"Play it."

"No!" Milo knows what's on that recording. He couldn't let her hear that. Winter presses harder down on Milo. Making the man hiss in pain.

Natasha presses play on the recording. They could all hear Buckys frantic begging. Hear him pleading with her to think of herself for once. That while she was a vampire she could still be killed. Her faint voice telling him to stop her should she go too far. Everyone heard her screams as Bucky removed the metal from her.
By the time the recording ended Michael felt like he was going to be sick. Milo and Dominque felt sick over it.

"I was there when it happened. Y/n got me and Luthor out of the room before it exploded. She wasn't thinking of herself. Knowing that she would still survive even if she got hurt. It may take time. But she would heal.
Except that's not what happened. She fell into a coma. Bucky gave her a direct transfusion. It took two weeks from when she passed out before we figured it out."

"I know where she is."
"D..."
"No Milo. I am ashamed to even call you my soul mate. I can't believe how cruel you can be!" Dominque has tears running down her face.

"You know that I've been looking for my family. You know that I'm so scared of getting hurt. That I trust you to be truthful to me! With this! You turned my sister! You tried to kill her! Did you know?" Is screamed. Winter eases up.

"Well?"
"Yes." The word is mumbled.

"Louder." Winter demanded.

"Yes! I knew that she was your sister! I sympathized a serum that would turn people into vampires it was a trike of luck that I stumbled into her. She was nothing more than a test subject!" Winter slams his foot down on Milk hard. Before getting some iron shackles and putting them on Milo.
Natasha went over and tried to comfort Dominque. Winter looks over to Michael. He gives the man a nod. Together they cart the man off. Winter had knowledge of bases around the world. The one here had a cryogenics lab. Twenty years on ice would work.

~

Natasha and Dominque go over to Angela and see that she's heavily sedated.

"I knew that he would come here often. But I didn't know what he would do."
"Everything will be ok. I have people that can be called. We can get her to your brother and you to your siblings." Dominque nods. Natasha makes the call.

"Tony..."

Chapter 10

GW9

Luther is walking the row. Clint is on his six. Still hand cuffed. He has his head down. Not looking forward to where he was going.

"You have thirty minuets and the cameras are on." Clint takes the cuffs off him as Luther looks up.

"Angela, what...." the man moves once he is free. Going over to her.

"We had to wait a few days before we brought you down to see her. She was sedated badly."
"Angela..." he continues in Romanian. Going over to her and taking her hand. Looking at her face.

"Lute." Her voice is soft. Her eyes open slightly. A small smile on her face.
"I am so sorry Angel. I am so sorry that you got caught up in this. Can you ever forgive me?" The man has tears running down his face. Clint walks out of the room. Standing at the doorway.

•

Natasha and Dominque head over to the gym where the other sisters are messing around. Dimitri is kinda supervising.

"Astrid, Izzy," the pair look up and see Natasha and Dominque at the door way.

"Our last sister." The girls smile and come over.

"Im Astrid and this is Lizzy," Astrid offered her a hand and Lizzy nods.

"Lizzy, Izzy, one of the two. Sorry to make this cut and dry but I need to head back to England. I'm getting twitchy and my soulmate misses me."

"You mean soulmates, right sister?" Dimitri jokes. He moves closer.

"Dimitri" the man holds his hand out. Dominque nods.

"Dominque. Um, Natasha said that all my sisters were found..."
"Yeah that would be y/n. The youngest of us all. She's the one who started finding us all." Astrid sighs.

"She's not here. Haven't since she recovered. About three days after you and Winter left." The three sibling crowd around Natasha.

"Nothing happened between us. We just confronted the man who attacked her and hurt her."

"Where is he anyway?"
"Off with Helen's soulmate. No idea where."

"I want to apologize to our younger sister. For what my soulmate did to her. All of it." Dominque finds her in a hug between her sisters.

"It is ok."
"None of us have normal soulmates."
"Outside of Dimitri and Luther, any other brothers found?"

"One is in Brazil. Assignment. No interest in making contact with us. Sends his regards." The girls are surprised. Looking at him.

"And our other brother?"
"Medical." The girls jump a bit when they see Winter near the door. His eyes looking at Dimitri.

"Where is she?"

•

Y/n is nervous. She's sitting on the swing at the playground. Echos of kids playing in her ear. She's looking around. Looking human. As human as she could be.
Y/n is spending time with her father. Years were taken from their family. The others weren't interested in having a bond with him. But y/n felt so lost and confused.

She felt wholly betrayed yet again. Only this time it was from Winter. The one who had never caused her harm. But while she was out cold they both went off. Together without a word. She stopped feeling. Stopped taking small meals.
Steve had made the suggestion that they get out of the area for a bit. Steve made all the arrangements. Going with her so she would have protection and someone who loved her by her side.

Steve sees her on the swing, singing softly. He goes over to the one next to her. Sitting down and slowly beginning to swing. He's never done this before. But it felt like fun.
Hearing the creaking y/n looks over to him. Smiling softly as she moves her own swing back. Swinging a bit. The smirk on her face a challenge.

Steve sees this and pushes himself harder. Not by much. But enough to get higher than her. Smiling as he hears her snicker.

The pair of them come into an easy pattern. They don't go too high. Certainly not as high as they could have. But plenty high.

Y/n was smiling the entire time. Feeling free for the first time in ages. For the first time ever she felt, what she believed to be, normal. Joyous, care free. Her heart feels light. Her mind isn't on the, apparent, betrayal that Winter committed. She wasn't thinking about her sister and her soulmate together. Being intimate with one another.

They go for a bit. Until Steve decides to jump off as it still went. Falling over and landing on his butt.

"You ok?" She asks. Slowing slightly.

"Yeah." He dusts his butt off. "Im ok. Your turn doll"
She takes a few extra swings and Steve watches as she does a back flip once she jumps from the swing. Only to end up on her stomach.
Steve knows that she is ok. But he still goes over to her. Reaching down to help her up. Ok, yes, he may be showing off a little bit. Pulling her up and getting a bit high in the air. The pair smile at one another before Steve pulls her into his arms.

A soft kiss, one of many, passes between them. Making y/ns heart flutter. Enjoying the moment between them. A moment just between them.

"Thanks Steve. For doing this for me." Her voice takes on a soft tone. Steve smiles and kisses her forehead.

"Come on. Let's head home. Im sure your dad is worried about you." Y/n smiles. Kevin was open and slow with her. Rebuilding a bond that should never have been broken. He kept all the old photos that he had of her. Even going as far as to put some steak aside for her. Since it was the safest for her.

The pair walk back and they pet the cows that live in the farm near his house. Steve smiles as he lets the one. Even getting a cow lick. Which makes him sputter. Y/n snort a little.

"What do you think the others would say if they saw me like this?"
"Not a clue." Steve is surprised to find that she didn't take a pic. Offering him a soft smile.

"Come on. Let's head back so you can get the cow spit off of you." They continue on. Just as the back yard comes into sight y/n stops.

What is he doing here?

"Angel, what..." Steve looks over. Seeing the man on the back porch. Still as a statue. Oh. That makes sense.

"Come on. This isn't going to be pretty."

He stands still watching them make their way over. He knows that Kevin has a gun trained on him. It wasn't hard to.
He needed her to know that nothing happened between them. Between he and Natasha. He needed her to know the truth. To know his truth.

Y/n can smell his nerves. She half expects to smell Natasha on him. But she doesn't. He has a blade drawn and in his pocket. His right one ready to be used. But the blade is only a few inches long.

"You left when I needed you." She speaks softly as she moves up the steps. He sees her face. Her eyes hold hurt. He goes to his knees so she is above him.

"I needed to know that the threat against you had been taken care of." He feels a hint of confusion.

"What do you mean?"
Both she and Steve are confused. Winter explains for the three of them. He could feel how much y/ns heart hurts for her siblings.

"I needed you and Bucky. When I woke up. I only had Steve. I needed everyone. I was scared. I had no idea what happened. I..." she takes a deep breath. Swallowing harshly.

"I was vulnerable. That was one of the most vulnerable moments of my life."

Winter felt his chest hurt. Emotions fill him. His own. Not y/ns, not Buckys and not Steve's.
He offers her his arm. His right arm. Y/n knows why.

"There is no way to know if it will work."
"There is no way to know it will not work." Kevin is confused.

"That was a life or death situation. Besides we have no idea if you still have the drug in your system."

He has to admit that she has a point.

"That is not the only thing is it?"
"No one should see that." That is what it is. With a nod he stands. Opening his arms for her. She moves closer. Letting her head lay on him.

"How badly is Bucky going to react to nosing time?" Y/n switches languages.

"Unclear. He is the one who gave up control. He was...distraught." At Winters words Steve snorts.

"Yeah. That's a word to describe it. I think the term suicidal would have been more accurate." Steve's voice is flat and harsh. "When it was revealed what happened he thought he had killed you. Winter had to assume control." She looks at them both. Winter nods when she looks up at him.

"He is taking interest in taking control again. The moment he heard your voice he started coming to the surface."

"Hold up." The small group jerks at Kevin's voice. Forgetting that he was there. "What exactly do you mean by that? You have split personalities or something?"

"Yes."

Kevin shakes his head.

"Im too sober for this."

Steve chuckles and y/n shakes her head. The corner of Winters mouth quirks up.

•

Bucky wakes up and has no idea where he is. Well, he knows that he is with Steve. The man is playing the trumpet,rather loudly at that, next to him. He is pulled back to the man's chest. A bit surprised. But he smiles and shakes his head.

Y/n looks up when she hears foot steps coming from the back. Seeing Bucky.

"Hey Bucky." He pauses. Looking up. Seeing her sitting across the one chair. Light near her on and book in her hand.

"Doll! You ok?" He moves closer. Giving her a visual check over.

"I'm better. Missed you when I woke up."
"I couldn't be near you. Knowing that you were like that because of me."

"It was an accident Bucky. Something freaky."
"Did Steve tell you about Astrid?"

"What about her?"
"She and Banner are soulmates."

"Huh. Weird." Bucky comes over and sits down on the couch.

"I want to apologize. For vanishing on you."
"How much do you know from Winter?"

"A bit. Some of it is fuzzy. Like he doesn't want me to know." Bucky sighs. Shaking his head.
"Im pretty sure that he shook down Luther but I'm not entirely sure."

"Ok." He looks over to her. "I'm not going to push you Bucky. I'm just happy that you're here." Bucky looks over to her.

"May I?" She nods. He stands and goes over to her and picks her up. Pulling her to him and sitting back down. Keeping her tight to his chest.

"How's your health?"
"Better. Helen and Bruce think I'm going to have permanent set backs. But we have no idea what it may be. The three of us plan on doing some testing when I get back." Bucky gives a light hum. Curling around her.

"If you had guess?"
"Issues healing. What's your theory?"
"Diet issues."

"Fair but debunked."
"Good. Been sleeping well?"

"Honestly I haven't need to sleep more than an hour or two. I normally let Steve use me as a teddy at night. My body would be resting and my brain would be awake." Bucky chuckles.

"How often do you have to escape him?" Y/n makes a fake gagging noise.

"Too often. Most of the times I stop breathing when I do. Taking tiny breaths when needing."
"Your lungs are that good?"

"Yeah. It is." Y/n relaxes into him.

"I'm sorry for not being by your side doll. When Bruce came to us with his theory it...broke me. I thought I had killed you. Thought I had lost my best girl. My savior. It...it weighed on me. To the point that Winter tools control so that way I couldn't do anything stupid." He takes a deep breath. "I had plans. I did it when you first went missing. Steve found out and ripped me a new one. We didn't speak for a bit. Not until I had a chance to talk to Sam. Man helped me sort through some things. Got me into therapy. It was a slow start. But it was able to help me."
"You and Winter, I know before that you would lose time and he would show you what happened after. Are you ok with that?"

"Not entirely. I know why he did it. Both sides of it. But at the same time for as long as he did it..." Bucky shudders. "It's like I'm in a black room with faint hearing. That it's the only thing I can focus on." Bucky burrows his face into her hair. Breathing deeply.

"I always hated when I started to come out of it before. I would be awake but unable to move. Then..." Bucky sighs. Closing his eyes. Going still.

"They would electrocute me. I couldn't move. When they did that I was thrown back into that darkness. When I woke up in isolation it felt different. I wasn't as confused. I knew that I was safe. That things would be ok.
You didn't truly know me. Yet you risked yourself to protect me. You lead me out of a blood soaked room and made sure that I wouldn't step on anyone's guts. You made sure that I didn't have to suffer from my nightmares alone. You made sure that I was safe. I wanted to do that for you. You trusted me even when I was out of my mind. You got me out. Us."

"Bucky, will you be ok if he is part of our lives? Making sure that you are safe as well?"
"It's hard to say. I know a bit of what he is willing to do to keep us alive. To keep you safe." He falls silent.

"It's more of a communication issue."
"I'm sure that we can figure something out."

When Steve and Kevin exits their room they see the pair on the couch. Softly resting.

Chapter 11

Gw10

Y/n goes over to medical where Angela is slowly moving around.

"Hi," y/n knocks on the door frame. Angela looks up.

"Hi, I'm Angela."
"Y/n. You doing ok?"
"For the most part. I have things that I need to get caught up on."

"Fair. Have you been seeing Luther?"
"Yeah. I have."
"Milo get the jump on you?"

"Yeah. Knocked me out and next thing I know I'm here."
"The team isn't going to let Luther off the hook. I hope you know this. And I'm not talking about what happened to me. I mean his drug dealings."

Angels sighs. Shaking her head. Moving slowly.

"I know."
"I know that Tony is trying to you and Luther to a soulamte friendly jail."

"He would do that for us?" Angela looks over to her. Y/n nods.

"Yeah. Luther is my older brother." Y/n gives a small chuckle. Shaking her head

"Well, all of them are older than me. But I digress."
"Why would he help us?"

"My soulmate is Steve Rogers. Plus he can't stand to see soulmates be split." Y/n shrugs. Hearing her brother and Clint come down the hall.

"Luther is on his way down. Don't be too hard on him."
"I won't."

Y/n is halfway down the hall when she hears them arguing before other sounds fill the air. Making y/n shake her head. Sighing.

She heads over to the gym where she knows that Dimitri and Bucky would be sparing. Watching them.
Of course Bucky is able to beat him. Having more years on him.

"What are you going to do now?" Bucky asks. Fucking down and tackling the other man.

"Think I may become a privet investigator." Dimitri manages to flip Bucky onto his back.

"Not bad." Bucky isn't sure what he's praising the other man about. His choice of job or knocking him to the floor.

"That's a good choice." They turn to see y/n. Bucky smiles.

"You visit Angela?"
"Yeah. I did." She goes to itch her nose. Wiggling it a bit.

"That bad?"
"They didn't even wait for me to leave the hall before they started." She groans. Itching her nose again. "I'm never going to get that scent out of my nose." She holds the results out to Bucky. Who looks at it. His scent changes a little bit.

"He is listening in. We have talked about this. The offer still stands."
"We don't know if it will work."

"We will not know unless we try." Winter was right. He can feel her nerves. She is wrestling with the idea.

"Ok." Part of the other reason she was hesitant was because she would be vulnerable. At least she expected that she would be. She wouldn't take much. Just a small amount.

"When you do this, may I hold you?"
"Will you be ok if I bite on your right side?"
"Yes."
"Then you have my answer."

Y/n takes a deep breath.

"Ok. Let's do this."

•

Y/n can still taste his blood. She is in his arms at the moment. Being a human teddy bear so he could rest. She would have gotten Steve to take her place. But she knows that Winter doesn't fully trust him. She would have to wait for the morning before she talks to Natasha. Things were in play that she doesn't think her former sister was aware of.

•

Natasha is surprised when she sees Y/n before her door.

"Nat, can we go for a walk? We need to talk and you will not like what I have to say." Natasha blinks. But nods.

"Let me get my coat."
"Leave your trackers. I don't want to found." Natasha has an idea as to what this conversation would be about.

"Ok. Give me a minuet."

The pair head off to Central Park. Finding a bench out of the way and they sit. Y/n knows that she needs to start this convo. But fuck is it going to be hard.

"Winter let me read his memories." Natasha is surprised at this. But keeps silent.
"It was something that we theorized about. When I fed from Bucky first I was knocked out cold from two reason. My wounds and his memories. I saw everything that he was put through. But things were blacked out. Getting a few sensations. When I woke up after everything Steve was the only one by my side. When I heard that you and him went off on your own I felt hurt. Betrayed. It felt like he didn't want me."

Natasha feels her chest hurt. Seeing y/n bringing her jacket closer around her. Pulling her arms closer to her. Y/n closes her eyes. Trying to control herself.

"Steve and I left for a bit. Winter found us and we talked. He made the offer right in front of my father. To let me feed from him see his truth. I didn't want to because I had no idea what would happen. But he insisted. When he did I told him to get tested just to be on the safe side." She takes a few deep breaths.

"Natasha. What I saw. I can't trust you. You may have seen the events between the two of you consensual. But he had no choice. He was ordered to do whatever you wanted him to." Natasha felt herself pale. Her stomach churning.

"I..."
"Yeah. You did." Natasha felt sick.

"You don't have to say anything. I can sense it. You feel sick over it. Nauseated over it. It's something I can just tell. Even if you weren't aware of it you did do it. If it was mutual I wouldn't have a problem with it. But it wasn't. Hydra took his control from him for so long he has been learning how to be himself. I won't tell you to stay away from him Natasha. I'm not that kind of person. I will have your back on missions. But the trust that I had in you is no more."

Natasha wasn't sure what hurt her more. The fact that she did that to her once sister's soulmate.
She sits silent. Trying to wrap her mind around what she was told. She felt guilty that Bucky didn't remember. Remembering the visceral reaction the man had.

"Thank you for telling me." Y/n looks over to her slightly. "When I talked to him about it he felt disgusted with himself. Not only for the fact that he and I slept together. But for the fact that he betrayed his soulmates. That his body was taken from his control. I will admit that we handled the situation wrong. We. I, should have told you when I realized what, who it was. What happened between us."

"Why didn't you?"

Why didn't she say something to Y/n when she first realized what was going on? She had been asking herself that for the last few years.

"I don't know." Now y/n looks at her fully. "I've been asking myself that question for years. The only answer that I've come up with is that I was scared. I know that it isn't much of an explanation. More of an excuse really. But that's the best I could come up with."

"Fear makes people do stupid things."
"Brazil." Y/n snorted at that.

"Oh man. I still can't believe that Clint did that. I mean. The man is a human disaster. But that was impressive that he got into the outfit to begin with."

While the three of them were in Brazil it was Carnival season and Clint ended up getting pulled into a rather revealing outfit. Trying to hide.

"Yeah. It was." The pair smile. Both of them feeling better for it.

"Y/n, can I say something?"
"Sure Nat."

"I will always have your back. If you ever want me back in your life I will be there for you." Nat looks over to her and the pair feel better.

•

Y/n and Natasha get back to the tower as they see Luther and Angela are taken out of the tower to another location. A soulmate friendly prison. Where they would be given a small apartment to live in. Y/n didn't know much about those kind of jails. But Angela stopped before Natasha and Y/n.

"Thank you." Natasha nods. The woman and her guard both leave. The pair heads up to the rest of the tower. Y/n heads over to medical and Natasha went over to talk to Astrid.

"You tell her?"
"I did. She put things into perspective for me." Natasha falls silent. Looking at her hands.

"I think I'm going to go join my soulmate for a while. Have them put things in perspective. Or help me to try to."
"Sounds good."

"Astrid, if you're going to be around, keep an eye on y/n for me. She trusts you. I lost that trust. But I know that you haven't."
"How can you tell?" Natasha has a smile on her face.

"That's the kind of person she is. She trusts people until they give her a reason not to. A hard lesson learned." Astrid nods.

•

Bucky is up early. Coffee brewing. Y/n is cuddling Steve. Letting him have the morning to himself and his demons. Winter had told him what happened between he and Natasha, he and Y/n. The former assassin told Bucky everything from his point of view. As he looks across the beach with a cup of coffee in hand the golden rays seemed to agree with him. It's a new dawn, a new day, a new life. And he's feeling good.

•

Astrid is pulled into Bruce's arms. The pair smile at one another. Some soft music in the lab. The pair hold onto one another as they slowly dance.

"Thank you Astrid. For supporting me. For supporting us."
"It's not a problem Bruce. If I'm honest I never thought that I would met my soulmate. Widows had it drilled into our minds that we never had them. To find my own. To find you two?" She has a smile on her face. "Now I can stop running. Start living. Knowing that I'm safe."

•

Lizzy slammed into the wall hard. She's wearing her suit but that still doesn't mean that it isn't painful.

"You ok?" Jake comes over. Helping her up. She groans a bit. The fight over for now.

"Ow." Jake pulls her to him so she can get her legs under her. The suit slips off. Together they head off. Marc switching in.

"When we get home let me look at your leg."
"It's not my leg. But my back that hurts. Think I hit a bolt or something." She sighs. Marc presses his cheek to hers. Both of them closing their eyes with a small nuzzle.

"Do you feel better. Now that you know?" Marc is soft. Lizzy has a soft smile on her face.

"Yeah. I do. More than I think you will ever know."

•

Dimitri takes a deep breath. More of the same thing. But his mentor gave him what he could handle. It was mostly insurance scams and things with well known companies. Basically turning into a keyboard warrior. It wasn't as high pace as he had hoped. Another day another company thrown into turmoil.

He closes up for the night and heads over to lock up for the night. Opening the door as this woman at the door.

"I'm sorry, we are closed for the night."
"Oh, what time can I come back in the morning?"
"I will be back at seven. My boss won't be in until nine. What do you need help with?"

"I'm pretty sure that I'm the other woman in my relationship. Oh! My name is Alanda." She holds her hand out.

"Dimitri..." he goes to shake her hand. They both go wide. He can hear her heart pounding. Feel it as well.

"You felt that too. Right?" Her voice is soft. He nods. Removing his hand to place it on a pot on his clavicle. She does the same.

"I don't think i need your services."
"Perhaps we can talk over some breakfast. Tomorrow at seven?"
"Won't you get in trouble with work?"

"No. My boss gave me time off should I find my soulmate." Alanda nods. Her face turning red.

"Will you let me walk you home?"
"I think I'm ok with that."

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