1942 was going to be the best year of my life. James and I had got married on January 21st at exactly 1304. On the 13th November we found out we were gonna be parents. We were happy. Nothing could change how happy we were, not even the war that America was soon to join. Not a goddamn thing could ruin our happiness... until it did. Starts in 1935. Natasha Romanoff and James Barnes.