Who's strong and bra--what war?

[stephrogers]

Stephanie Barnes hummed to herself as she made her way home from the grocery store. It was nice that Bucky had to go to a conference for a little bit, it let her catch up on things like the cleaning and the shopping, her paintings. What a wonderfully normal day.

She greeted their neighbors as she passed by with a smile. She actually was healthier now as an adult than she was as a child.

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[msrogers.livejournal.com]

Her eyebrows reached her hairline. "Heroes? Who are they?"

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

Crap. How did she explain this? "Uh...well...they went by nicknames during...Captain America and Winter Soldier...no idea what they mean...put I know people still call them that."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"I'vE never heard of them."

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"Probably a local thing, then."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

She busied herself a little then wiped her hands on the dish towel, watching the stranger in the home. "You look really familiar though."

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"I guess I just have one of those faces?" She wanted to tell her...mostly because she wasn't quite sure HOW she was getting home...if she even could get home. She had just kind of crash landed here.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

Steph wasn't buying it this time. "You know you look a lot like Bucky's sister. Are you sure you're not in any relation to Rebecca Barnes?"

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

Of course she was. She was her aunt. "Nope."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

:You should meet her, then. You're a dead ringer for her. Oh I wish Bucky were home, maybe he would be able to tell better than I can."

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"Maybe one day I will..." This was still all so surreal. "So what do you do?"

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"Me? Oh I teach art at the local school to kids," Steph beamed. "So I've got my own studio here. My honey used the spare room to turn it into a place for me to paint. But my best stuff is when I'm in the living room and I could just jump up and paint if the inspiration strikes."

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"I'd love to see it..."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"Soon as dinner's all cooked up, I can show you. I went to art school and it just made all the difference."

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"I have absolutely no artistic talent. Stick people and Q cats are as far as I go..."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"Oh now, I don't believe that. Maybe I could help you a little after dinner. Drawing's one of the easiest things ever," she smiled.

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"That would be great. But just remember...I warned you." No, really, Steph. Sad as it may be...art is not your daughter's strong point.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

If the girl looked closely, she might see pink baby booties poking out of aone shopping bag.

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

Oh she looked and now she's freaking out. Cause she can't...isn't there some big no no law about two of the same person being in the same place. "A...are you pregnant?"

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"Hmm?" she looks over and blushes. "Oh no. I just...well, I kind of wanted a kid around for a while and Bucky....I can tell he wants to be a dad too but needs a little bit of motivation sometimes."

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"And you're hoping the little pink shoes will provide the motivation he needs?"

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

She gave a small smile and put the booties back in the bag. "Well, maybe."

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure they'll do the trick." She wanted to tell her that they were going to be great parents. Cause they were. Sarah loved her parents. More than anything.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

Once supper finished, Steph plated two portions for them. "Would you like something to drink? Pop? Water? Milk?"

[their-dream.livejournal.com]

"Pop would be great." She was about to add a 'diet if possible' when she realized there was probably no diet soda in the 1950s. Oh the horror.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"I know Bucky worries about my health. But we could adopt." She reached and opened up a bottle for her guest.