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Y/N held her head as pain hit her like a freight train.
It had been a few days since she had gotten out of that cell that SHIELD had put her in.
Y/N looked down at her hands and saw the white vein-like lines covering her hands and arms, she had seen these same lines right before she felt electricity release from her fingertips and hit the forcefield that had covered her cell.
She lifted her head and stared at the entrance to the building that she had been getting flash memories of ever since they had woken her up from that ice pod. Y/N wipe her sweaty palms upon the black fabric of her t-shirt and felt dried leaves crumble under the weight of her heavy black boots. Y/N took a step into the building and pushed some of her H/C hair behind her ear.
Her head had started to cause her great pain every time she managed to remember something, most of the memories were small, but none were insignificant.
Her name was Y/F/N (Y/M/N) Y/L/N. Physically she was in her mid-twenties, but she did not know how long she had been alive. She had no family left. She had grown up in this building. Hydra had killed her parents and the man that she loved. She knew that she had loved once, but she could not recall his face.
As Y/N wandered through the deserted halls of the building she had spent days trying to get to, she thought back to the man with the metal arm that she had seen at the place she woke up. Somehow she recognised him. But she had also recognised the blonde man that had stuck to his side. Steve Rogers. She knew his name, she had once been told to kill him. Although she no longer felt the urge to.
Hydra.
Hydra.
Hydra.
Y/N knew that she was once part of Hydra.
Y/N gripped onto her head and let out a small scream as pain shot through her skull again. She saw an image of a woman, a woman who shared her H/C hair, but had different eyes.
She fell to her knees to the fall and panted out breath after breath, still clutching her head.
She saw a man, the man that was in the SHIELD base, the one with the metal arm. He was kissing her cheek.
Y/N’s hands hit the dirty floor and she took deep breaths. The Winter Soldier. She had known him, possibly loved him. She was still uncertain about it all. She crawled to the wall and used it to steady herself as she stood up. It was all coming back to her too fast now that she had returned to this place.
Y/N continued walking down corridors and going into rooms. She didn’t know what she was looking for, but she knew that she couldn’t stop searching. She was too close to finding out who she truly was.
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Bucky was the first one to run into the abandoned Hydra facility. He had spent the entire journey with Wanda trying to sift through his own memories to find any bits of information about Y/N that could be of use.
Wanda had told him that she saw her a lot in his initial memories of Hydra, most had probably been wiped. Bucky knew that Y/N must have been important to him, he knew it when she had first come out of cryo.
Bucky was soon followed by Steve and Wanda, who were checking that the base truly was abandoned and this all wasn’t just a ploy by Hydra to get their hands on the super soldiers and the enhanced Wanda.
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Y/N was in the middle of opening and slamming filing cabinets and didn’t notice the three agents that had just caught sight of her. Or so they thought.
Wanda let out a sigh and walked into the room. “There is no use, she knows we’re here.” She explained. Y/N had ignored them and just continued with her rampage to find information or anything that would give her an indication of who she was. “You’ve remembered quite a lot.” Wanda continued and was ignored once again. “N/N.”
At the nickname, Y/N stopped her aggressive search and looked over at Wanda with a vulnerable look. Her gaze then shifted to Bucky as she took her hand out of one of the filing cabinet drawers, she started walking towards him and then grabbed his metal hand, turning it palm up in order to drop something into his hand. She then moved back to the cabinet and continued her search.
Bucky looked down, as did Steve and Wanda, and stared at the dog tags that Y/N had dropped into his palm. He turned them over and saw the name, James Buchanan Barnes, written in the middle of them. His eyes widened as he looked up at the form of Y/N.
“You gave them to me when you were first brought his.” Y/N said quite loudly, as she was still turned away from them. She hadn’t stopped her search. “They were going to destroy them. I found them in my old bedroom, just down the corridor.” Steve nodded to Bucky and took Wanda out of the room in order to go find this bedroom that Y/N was talking about.
Bucky stroked the metal tags lightly and cleared his throat. “Why did you keep them?” He asked.
Y/N paused briefly and looked over her shoulder at him. “I loved you.” She stated simply, catching Bucky off guard. She then resumed her search. “We were kept here for a long time, me longer than you.” She knelt down to reach the last draws. “You were thrown into a cell next to my room, we’d made a small hole in the corner and used to speak to each other through it.” She said.
Bucky looked around the small office that they were in and frowned in disgust at the multitude of dust and spiders that hid in the corners. He didn’t see Y/N pull out a ring from a drawer until he heard her let out a sob. He rushed over to her and put a hand on her shoulder, which she didn’t shake off. Bucky looked at her hand to see a simple wedding band, it looked as if it was made of white gold or maybe platinum.
“Were we…?” He left the sentence hanging and was surprised when he heard Y/N let out a genuine laugh.
“No, you idiot.” She said. “When would we have gotten married in here?” She asked, looking up at him with tears down her cheeks. “It was my mum’s, I think, I’ve got a vague memory of her and this ring, she gave it to me when I was first brought here.” Y/N reached up and covered Bucky’s hand that was on her shoulder. “You came about a year later, you were my only friend. I talked you through your nightmares, you used to tell me stories that you had as dreams, but I always thought they were memories that Hydra tried to make you forget. I see you found him, Steve.” She said.
Bucky squeezed her shoulder lightly. “Yeah, he’s helped me through the Winter Soldier stuff.” He explained. “We can get you through this too.”
Y/N looked down at the ring and smiled through her tears. “I would like that.” She said. “It’s all been coming back too fast, I feel angry, so angry.” She said, slipping the ring onto her left ring finger. “I’ve got these…powers. I don’t know if I can control them. I have so many questions.” She whispered.
“You can get through this. We’ll do this. Together.” He said.
Y/N looked up at him and gave him a small loving look. “Together.” She affirmed.