Connections

38: Reunited

A/N: Extra chapter since I was late and super busy. Didn't have a chance to post anything. ❤

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I sat on the couch in front of the holotable at the Avengers compound. I sat comfortably in my black crew shirt and black skinny joggers. My hair pulled back into a tight pony tail as the hair fell over my shoulders. I tried to flip through each file I had on Bucky. If I was going to be here then I needed to get things done. However, every file I had made was blocked.

"Find anything new?" I heard Sam say behind me. I just kept flipping through. Hoping that something was going to pop up. I stopped at the last file. The same restrictions popping up. I left out a deep sigh and place my hand over my eyes.

"Ultron's blocked everything." I said in frustration. I leaned back against the couch as I let out a deep and long sigh. Crossing my arms over my chest, I just continued to stare at the screen. I didn't even know where to go from here. I was going to have to restart from the beginning.

The room fell silent as Sam tried to find something to say. I knew there was nothing he was going to be able to comfort me with. I let out a long sigh before getting up. Sam's eyes followed me as I grabbed a baseball cap and sunglasses.

"Where are you going?" Sam asked, as I pulled the leather jacket over my body.

"To get some inspiration." I said simply. "Friday keep running scans while I'm gone."

"Yes, Boss." The A.I. answered. Sam turned confusingly to the screen then back to me.

"Wait when the hell?"

I turned to him with a smirk, "A gift from Tony." Before Sam could say anything I phased out.

I stood in the park outside of the Smithsonian. Placing my hat and sunglasses on quickly before I got caught. I walked in watching the crowds of people move about the Captain America museum. Once again everyone looked happy, not realizing terrible things were happening behind the scenes.

I stood in front of the same mural I used to stand in front of every day. Tracing the lines once again on Bucky's picture. Watching the videos flip through of his life with Steve and I. I couldn't help but feel I was at a lost. Like I was never going to find him.

I turned my head to where my small mural stood. Just a simple picture of me with a small description of what I did. I smiled at it thinking back to when I first met Bucky and Steve. A crowd of people moved away leaving a single person staring up at it in a black cap. They turned, however before walking away they paused.

I took in a sharp breath as my heart began to race. Recognizing the steel blue eyes under the cap. Bucky and I just stood there gazing at each other. I didn't know what to do. I was afraid to move.

He moved first. Quickly walking away and into the crowd. I followed behind. He didn't run, but I was beginning to lose him in the crowds. I stopped as a large crowd passed, losing him inside it. I looked around, noticing the black cap move through the emergency exit.

I ran to the door, pushing it open forcefully. He stood at the bottom of the stairs staring up at me as the door slammed behind me. His face was just simple, not happy, but not angry. I caught my breath just wondering if any of this was real. An entire year of trying to find him.

"I've gone to four different countries trying to find you and you've been in the exact place I left you this entire time?" I said jokingly. Taking a few steps down.

"For now." He said simply. His expression didn't change. His eyes stayed locked onto me as I shifted down another step. The silence was painful at this point with his glare. I took one last step standing on the last one, keeping my height and distance from him.