The minute I saw Steve Rogers walk back into my life, I knew it wasn't going to be the same again.
A thousand thoughts were running in circles through my mind that day, from the bombing at the UN to him showing up in my apartment unexpectedly, I had no idea what was going on... but the only clear thing to do was to follow Steve.
I didn't even remember him that well, even though I searched my memories for him over and over and found very little, something in my heart was telling me...
That's what I've always done.
And in that situation it seemed like the logical thing to do. So I did it. I followed him, again.
Right into the war between his friends. Right into my old hydra facility where they tortured and trained me for years. Right back to standing by his side, as we fought for our lives against his old friend...
Right where I belonged.
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Amnesia
FanfictionAM•NE•SIA- (noun) a partial or total loss of memory What would've happened if Bucky Barnes didn't go back into freezing after Civil War? What if he started getting his memories back? What if he just decided to live a normal life with Steve? What i...
