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She was running late for the movie. She was suppose to meet Steve and Bucky there after work, but her shift hadn't gone as planned and she was needed longer. Figures. The girls after her could never get their crap together. She had almost reached the theater when she heard familiar voices in the alleyway. She turned into the alleyway to see her small twin brother, Steven Grant Rogers, and his taller best friend, James Buchanan Barnes. More popularly known as Bucky.

"I had him on the ropes," Steve stated, clearly catching his breath.

She figured Bucky had stopped Steve in the middle of a fight. Her brother was always getting into fights, trying to do what he thought was best. Protecting people. She noticed Bucky was in a military uniform as he reached down and picked up some forms off the ground. He hadn't told her that he had gotten his orders. She wondered when he'd be shipping out. Her heart splintered at thought of Bucky going to war. It broke at the thought that he may never come back. She loved him. But she's never been able to tell him that, he's too much of a ladies man to settle down with her.

"How many times is this?" Bucky asked as he picked up and read what seemed to be an enlistment form. "Oh, you're from Paramus now? You know it's illegal to lie on the enlistment form. And seriously, Jersey?"

"You get your orders?" Steve quickly changed the subject once he realized what Bucky was wearing.

"The one-o-seventh. Sergeant James Barnes. Shipping out for England first thing tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" She gasped. The men quickly turned around to notice Y/N Rogers, standing there, trying to hold back tears. "You're shipping out tomorrow? And you're only telling us that today?"

"Y/N, doll," Bucky took a step towards her.

She took a step back, shaking her head. "And you," Y/N moved her focus to her brother, pointing a shaking finger at him. "Stop trying to get yourself killed."

"I should be going," Steve stated firmly. "It's only right."

"No. You should be staying here, with me. I've already lost mom and dad, Bucky's shipping off tomorrow, I'm not about to lose you too."

"Y/N/N," Bucky stepped forward again, "You have to understand, I wanted to tell you but I didn't want to hurt you."

"And telling me the night before you shipped off was going to be any better?"

"Can we not spend my last night fighting?" Bucky reached for her hands. "Let's get Steve cleaned up and then we're going to have some fun."

"Where are we going?" Steve asked.

Bucky handed Steve the newspaper he had under his arm. "The future."

The three of them went back to the Rogers apartment, allowing Y/N and Steve to get cleaned up. After they made their way to the Stark Expo.

"I don't see what the problem is," Bucky shook his head as he spoke. "You're about to be the last eligible man in New York. You know, there's three and a half million women here."

"Well, I'd settle for just one," Steve stated.

"Good thing I took care of that." Bucky waved to a woman who wasn't standing too far off.

"Hey, Bucky!" The woman called.

"What did you tell her about me?" Steve asked.

"Only the good stuff," Bucky answered.

"Where's your date, Buck?" Y/N asked. She was used to be the fifth wheel.

"I figured that you could be, doll," Bucky smiled, putting an arm around Y/N's waist, pulling her into him. "It is my last night and I wanted to spend it with my best girl."

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