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Stephanie Rogers || Captain America ([personal profile] stephrogers) wrote2012-07-27 04:02 pm

I thought I lost you

Steph could feel her heart stop when she entered the baby's room. She managed to carry Becky to full term without incident. Even give birth without too much incident. The girl was beautiful, head already full of brown hair and light brown eyes. Rebecca Winifred Barnes. She left the child in care of a carefully SHIELD screened babysitter as they went off on a mission.

But there was something deeply fishy about the mission. About the babysitter. About everything. They managed to destroy the lab and apprehend the small time villain. But Dr. Skoval's boss escaped, shouting about a swell prize.

There had been a rogue agent that had beaten the Avengers to a few minor assignments in Europe. Someone with a damn good shot. IT didn't matter to Steph as she urged Natasha to fly the jet as fast as she could back to Brooklyn.

The scene before her was a disaster: the pink crib was thrown on its side, little ponies and stuffed toys ripped and flung everywhere, the star night lamp that she bought was broken. Steph's hands shook as she read over the letter. Maria and Tony were calling orders already to trace it and follow it.

Which was how she ended up in Switzerland again, shivering not due to cold but to the memory of losing her man here. The facilities were almost too easy to break into and she proceeded with caution with Tony and Natasha as backup.

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-07-27 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
The mission was to do everything and anything possible to get at Captain America. Take her out. There was nothing truly left of him that was worth mentioning. Even if slight bits of memory filtered in here and there. Every time they thought they were going to lose their Winter Soldier, they'd put him under and brain wash him again. Anything to keep him with them and away from the memories that would have him seeking her out. Luckily everything was starting to fall into place. Right where it belonged. Soon she'd come to get their little one back. And soon the Winter Soldier would take care of all of their problems.

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-07-27 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Becky's barely a few months old. Steph pushed the thought away. A few months and seventy years, Tony supplied helpfully. Tony had been a real sweetheart through this entirety. As soon as he saw Becky, he immediately tinkered different robots for her to play with.

Those robots were broken and still sparking when they saw the room.

Steph followed her instincts to run deeper and deeper into the facilities. Becky's safety was the only thing on her mind. She had made Natasha and Tony swear that the child would be taken to safety first before she was.

Meanwhile, Becky woke up and gurgled a bit as she tried to take in her surroundings.

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-07-27 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Fingers of his flesh hand run lightly over the little one's head of hair. "You're going to bring her right to us." Not that he really cared. He hadn't needed a little one just to bring out Captain America. His handlers had insisted and then had thrown him in the room with the little one.

After a few moments he picks the child up staring right into those eyes. However his metal hand grips tight at the gun at his side.

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-07-27 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Becky gurgled more and reached to hold onto the hand that touched her hair with a smile. She let out a squeal of delight when she was picked up and held.

Steph forced her way into the room and her breath caught when she saw someone hold onto the pink bundle. "Put her down, please," she called out. "Don't hurt her! She's just a baby!"

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-07-27 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The hand that was on his gun gets brought up pointed right at her. "Oh I'm not putting her down, Captain." She'd probably recognize that voice anywhere. Except that it's harder than usual. The little one was going to stay right where she was at. Though he's keeping his eyes on Stephanie. Even if that squeal of delight from the little one almost has him looking toward her.

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-07-27 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Bucky," she breathed. No, it couldn't be. "Bucky, no, don't! Please!" This was the famous Winter Soldier? Bucky was...? She always knew he was a good shot. Natasha was on her way. Tony was already almost there. "Just...just give her over to Iron Man or the Black Widow. Please."

It couldn't be Bucky. It couldn't be the same sweet, stupid jerk she married. He wasn't a cold hearted killer. He wouldn't endanger their daughter.

Another squeal of delight and Becky reached up toward Bucky. She recognized Steph's voice and squealed happily, looking around for her mama.

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-07-28 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
That gun stays trained on her. "I'm not handing her over to anyone. They come anywhere near here and I'll kill you both." That hardness in his eyes says that he would do it too. "So you better tell them to fall back."

If she thinks back on what Dr. Skoval's boss said... she might put two and two together. Then again the table not too far off behind Bucky with the different contraptions on it might alert them to something too.

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-07-28 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Romanov. Stark. Fall back," she said into her comm. "I've got this one." She left no room for argument. Steph pulled back her cowl. It would break her heart. She didn't want to fight Bucky. She didn't want to fight the man she loved.

But if Becky's safety was at stake, she would.

"I don't want to fight you, Bucky. But you should know. Before we start this. That she's yours. I wanted to tell you after dealing with Zola. Just put her down. Let her live if this is between you and me."

She caught the tale with the contraptions on it in her sight. What did they do?

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-07-28 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Winter Soldier," he corrects. He hasn't gone by James Barnes in a long time. All he was to them was the Winter Soldier. Nothing more and nothing less. That has him raising a brow before laughing, "You expect me to believe that?" There's no proof that she's his.

"I told you. I'm not putting her down."

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-07-28 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh so suddenly you don't believe your own wife?" she snapped. There was a slight joke before, off-collar and made by one Tony Stark that the real widow would be Steph. Natasha helpfully put him in a choke hold. "I haven't, would never be with anyone else. It was the night in the barracks. When I busted you out of the HYDRA base."

She'd just been so happy to get a moment alone with him again, just being with him again. "You're James Buchanan Barnes, we got married in April 25th, 1940."

She didnt' want to fight him. She just wanted Becky's safety.

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-07-28 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
He scowls slightly at the 'wife' bit. What in the hell was she talking about? It was obvious that there's pieces of his memories missing. Otherwise he'd of recognized her as his wife but he didn't. Doesn't.

"I'm not married," he grounds out. He's still not letting go of Becky though.

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-07-28 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I went in the army with my maiden name so they wouldn't put me far away from you." She took a step toward him, heart in her throat over Becky's safety.

"Bucky, just look at her!" she shouted desperately.

Becky began to whine a bit when she couldn't spot her mama and reached up toward this man.

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-07-28 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
The moment she takes a step toward him, he takes a step back. That gun is still trained on her even as he looks down at the little girl in his arms. Those eyes boring into hers.

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[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky narrowed his eyes at her as her words filtered through his brain. "I told you that I am home." Except where if they stayed there they were liable to try and take Bucky's memories again. The ones that were surfacing. He keeps his distance from Stephanie though. He had to and he had no intentions of giving her their daughter back. "What makes you think you can teach me any of that?" Even as he asks he looks down at the fussy little girl. "Shh... you're fine," he whispers before humming an old song. Same one that he used to hum when Steph had a hard time sleeping. However, that had been when she was a sickly skinny thing.

((OOC: Oh my Raiden. I don't know how I lost this thread. *squishes you* If there are any other threads you want to do/continue, bb, just PM me with links.))

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Steph felt her heart rip in two as she watched Bucky hum that song to Becky. She began to sing the words quietly along as Becky settled again in his arms. "You used to sing that to me when I couldn't sleep because I was too sick," she said quietly. "You can learn, Bucky, I"ll teach you. If I can teach Dr. Banner how to change a diaper, I can teach you."

[ooc: You're alive! <3]

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Mentioning other men to a man who is supposed to be the little one's father is not the best way to go about things. She should know that or at least should know how jealous Bucky can get."You can't," he growls. His head was really starting to hurt. Their recalibration... Steph's trying to give him his old memories... Which if she kept up might work. Though he wasn't giving up their daughter.


[ooc: I am, bb! <3]

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 02:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"When I got your missing in action letter, my heart broke. I couldn't...I couldn't leave you missing. I went after you," she went on. "And then I found you. I kissed you so much even though we were in that interrogation room. You...we...."

That night the men were liberated, after all the red tape was clear, she and Bucky had spent private time just on their own. Becky's conception.

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Stop it," he grounds out. Moving back he sits down on the table. Even if that table was full of bad memories. Whenever he had to report a mission, whenever they thought he was out of line they'd strap him to that table and wipe away his memories. He'd be their perfect soldier again. They weren't there for the moment to do it though.

So if she did get through then they'd be screwed.

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Bucky...come on, Bucky. Don't you remember all the baseball games we went to? The movies? You've got to. Our first kiss? it was on my birthday," she kept adding. She kept pushing, tears running down her face.

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"I said stop it," he growls out. He's absently rocking Becky and hardly paying attention to Steph. Though at the same time he's listening to those words. "I don't know what you're talking about."

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"We were watching fireworks in the park. You said happy birthday and kissed me." Steph hoped something, anything got through to him.

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're aching for something bad to happen, aren't you?" He grounds out before squeezing his eyes shut. It was slowly forming. But those eyes don't stay shut long and they snap open watching her. Keep with the memories Stephanie. It's working.

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"You used to sing that song to me when I was sick. You asked me to marry you on the rooftop."

[identity profile] shieldsnotmine.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head, "I didn't." But he's starting to doubt himself which wasn't good.

[identity profile] msrogers.livejournal.com 2012-09-10 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"You did! You had dinner and candles and dragged or record player up there," she pleaded.

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Hi bb!

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:D

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