Steve's POV:

"Daddy, why does Aunt y/n and Uncle Bucky always look sad?" My adopted children James and Peggy y-n asked. They were orphaned in Sokovia and I adopted them as tiny little babies. Now they were six years old. Also y/n and Bucky... they aren't together my children just call them that plus they're their godparents, but

"Well you see....

Long ago your Uncle Bucky and Aunt y/n were very much different than they are today. Bucky was lively and talked a whole lot. He smiled more too. Y/n still smiles, but she distanted  herself from many people, except the select few.

Back when Bucky, y/n, and I were younger, the times were different. We didn't have what you kiddos have now. However this didn't keep any of us down. We all grew up together and for the longest time, we were all like siblings, until we grew up a bit more.

Bucky began to fall deeply in love with y/n, and she fell in love with him. However she was not being intelegent about it. She was playing hard to get with your uncle Buck."

"Daddy what does that mean?" Peggy asked.

"You'll find out soon enough I'm sure. Anyway that didn't stop him. He try to grab her attention. For over four years. It wasn't until we were in our last year of School. It was Christmas and Bucky as always kept messing with y/n. This time he did it with mistletoe. You see kids if you hang mistletoe over two people they have to kiss. Bucky was a little taller than her so he'd always hang it over her. Each time she'd run away. Finally on Christmas Eve your Aunt y/n gave Bucky their first kiss"

"Ewww." Both kids cringed.

"I know ewww. They dated after but then you know how I go on missions?"

"Uh-huh. I wanna go on one too." James smiled.

"Maybe one day. Well something like a mission came up but much bigger and Bucky had to go away. This made y/n very sad, but she was determined to be with him so she and I both went to help. When we found him, y/n was so happy and Bucky asked her to marry him when things got better. Things didn't though. Bucky got taken by a group of very bad people. They made him forget about Aunt y/n, and me, and every other memory he had. For a while I thought he was gone, but Nat and Sam helped find him. He still can't remember much of what's happened, but he's made new memories. He's sad because he can't remember, and he's sad that there are some things he can't forget."

"Daddy, what about auntie y/n? What happened to her." Peggy asked already concerned.

"Auntie y/n was devastated when she thought Bucky was gone. However she stayed with me and just like me, she was asleep for a long time. When we woke up she was still sad. I did everything I could to make her happy, but she just wasn't the same without Bucky. Then one day she was coming home from the store and got injured. Her brain lost a lot of information including Bucky. For a little bit she was fine, almost like herself again. Then she found out what happened, and that she was missing memories from her head. When Bucky finally came back they'd always talk but never connect. They can't remember each other and that's probably why they are sad."

I picked up my little girl as she began to cry, "hey it'll be okay sweetie. I promise. Now why don't you and James go color?"

I saw her nod and James lead her to their room.

James and Peggy's room no one's POV:

"That's sad about auntie y/n and Uncle Bucky." Peggy whispered.

"I know and that's why we're gonna fix that."

"James... I don't think daddy will like that."

"Oh come on Peggy, it can't be that hard. I'm pretty sure daddy would be proud, and then auntie y/n and Uncle Bucky will be happy again."

Peggy thought for a moment clearly trying to figure out what to do. "Fine. But how are we supposed to do that?"

James looked at his sister grinning like the mad hater himself. "One word Peggy. Mistletoe."

Peggy even looked more confused.

"Cause it's close to Christmas and daddy said that's when they first got together."

"Oh. Okay. How are we gonna get it."

"You leave that to me."

The two children giggled and began planning their scheme.

Reader's POV:

I played the lonely tune on my grand piano Tony got me. It was a sad melody. It was my own melody. So much of my life was stripped away all because of a vehicle and some other drunk driver in the truck that collided with my car. I never thought I could get in a wreck. Of course I did though. I suppose it could have been extremely worse though. Death, loss of limbs, loss of memory entirely, or even not being able to retain new information just like Lucy in 50 first dates.

I wish I could remember. I honestly do. I wish there was something or someone that could trigger all those lost moments, but there was no way of me knowing what a trigger possibly could be. I told myself I wouldn't cry, but I felt the tears roll off my face.

That's when I stopped. That's when I let the silence consume the room as I stared blankly at the keys. I was so in my thoughts that I forgot to realize it was getting closer and closer to Christmas, and I had yet to get anything for Steve who was my brother in sorts. He was such a kind man, but his love could only be seen as that of family. It was nothing to the feeling of, well I don't know.

"Hey auntie y/n, can we play?" Peggy asked.

"Sure sweetie, just give me a moment." I tried to put on a happy face as I picked her up and carried her to her room.

We played with her dolls for a while. The next day I played with her again and James joined us, the both of them kept making their boy doll and girl doll play with each other until they finally kissed. (Representation of you, Bucky, and Steve) My poor doll was just a third wheel.

If any people could make me happy, it was the Rogers family. Steve was so kind and his children were lovely and bright. Peggy and James always new how to make me laugh and feel good.

"Y/n, do you have to leave yet?"

"I'm afraid so. Besides I have to get you, James, your dad and everyone else a present." I laughed.

"Even Uncle Bucky?"

"Even Bucky. Yes. Goodbye Peggy, see you tomorrow night."

"Night."

I walked out and began my hunt for everyone at least least one gift, Despite not knowing them all to well.

James and Peggy's room. Christmas Eve. No one's POV:

The two children sat down and looked at the old photo book filled with pictures of their father, Bucky, and y/n.

"So you think this will help them bring back their memories?"  Peggy awed at several pictures of Bucky and y/n holding hands and smiling at each other.

"Sure it will. But remember mistletoe first okay. Dad is has extended our curfew to 9:30, so let's do it at nine. Peggy you bring y/n since you've been spending time with her, and I'll get Bucky. You remember which room?"

"Uh-huh the unused living room on the floor below daddies and ours. Tell Friday you know where to go and you'll make sure that she plays that Mr. Sinatra man daddy said they all liked." Peggy looked up as if she could see the plan unfold before her eyes."

"You got it sis. I'll bring Bucky a little earlier so I can hang above both of them, and you can bring her in a little later."

"Okey doki."

"Uncle Loki."

The siblings laughed and started to get ready for the party.

Reader's POV:

I was debating on going to Tony's Christmas Eve party. I just wasn't in the mood. Then I was disturbed by a knock.

"Hey y/n, I know you probably don't want to go to the party, and that's fine. Can you just come a little while for James and Peggy they love you and love spending time with you too."

I thought for a second and sighed. Steve was right, I wouldn't mind spending time with them. I opened the door and talked to him.

"Just let me get changed outta my PJs and into something else."

He smiled and hugged me. "Thanks Stevie."

Weird. He pulled away looking rather shocked and confused. He must've put it behind him because he went on his way. Soon I was dressed and went to the party.

"Y/n glad you could make it." Clint who I'd become more familiar with greeted me.

"May I have this dance?"

"Of course you may James." I was surprised he didn't put his feet on mine, he did it all the time when he first learned to. Mainly because he said he wanted to impress the ladies. Such a fun personality.

James had gotten very good at the waltz and though he was shorter than me at the moment, he led us very well and I think people were watching. It wouldn't surprise me if Steve was taking pictures or videos. When we finished we both bowed and I heard clapping and for once I let everyone hear my laugh.

After my dance I kinda just grabbed food and sat out on the balcony. The first sprinkles of snow fell landing in my hair and food.

"Hey y/n, can you come with me? I need to get something, and I don't want to go alone."

"Sure sweetie." I threw my trash away and grabbed her hand walking to the elevator.

"Hello Miss l/n, Miss Rogers."

"Hello Friday." We both greeted.

"Friday you know where to go." Peggy  smiled.

"Yes ma'am."

Soon we stopped and the door opened. I was greeted by Frank Sinatra playing, "Peggy y/n Rogers this isn't your floor."

"I know it isn't."

We walked further, "Bucky?"

"Y/n?"

"What are you doing here?" We both asked at the same time.

I walked closer to him and the fireplace.

"Let me guess James or Peggy said they needed to get something and they wanted you to come."

"Yeah James did..."

"Where is he anyway... Where is Peggy."

Before I could say anything something tickled my face.

"I'm right here." James said above us.

I looked up and saw some leaf thing. "What is that?" I thought out loud.

"It's mistletoe... I think."

"I can't remember what is that supposed to mean.

He looked down for a bit like he was trying to search for a memory.

"I think it had to do with kissing. Yeah the two people who are under the mistletoe have to kiss..." He looked down again.

"Oh."

"We don't have to."

"No you have to." James whisper-yelled.

"James stop it." I heard Peggy yell in the distance.

I looked back down twiddling with my hands. Had I even had a first kiss?  At this point I didn't know what to feel.

"I... I want to." I whispered.

"What?"

"I want to kiss you Bucky."

I was nervous. I couldn't help but look down. Then I felt his finger lift my chin.

"How can I kiss you if I can't even see your pretty face."

I think I was blushing. I stared into his eyes and noticed just how blue they were. I saw him smile ever the slightest. Then I closed my eyes and helped close the gap. I could hear the kids ewww, but I chose to ignore it. In those brief moments I felt something. The kiss felt natural, like we could have been familiar with the touch for years. It felt weird too. I couldn't figure this out. When we separated I kept my eyes closed.

"Why are you crying doll?"

"I don't know. Something is missing. I can't remember."

I opened my eyes and noticed he looked just as lost in thought as I probably did.

"So neither of you remember anything?" Peggy asked sadly.

"No sweetie. What are we supposed to remember?" I asked trying to see what she'd say.

She didn't say anything instead she took my hand, and James took Bucky's and they both led us to a couch. They sat us down side by side and both helped each other carry out a big book.

"What's this?" I asked feeling the leather of the book.

"It's memories daddy had of you, Bucky, and him." James smiled.

I looked at Bucky and he just shrugged. I sighed opening the book, and the first thing was me, Bucky, and Steve together smiling, the photo in black and white. Bucky looked different though, and so did I. What am I saying, even Steve looked different.

I continued to flip through the pages getting even more confused at each new photo I saw.

"Daddy said you were all good friends and that when you were all younger Bucky and you liked each other but you were... I forgot what he said it was... Anyway well Uncle Bucky finally got you with mistletoe over Christmas and Daddy said you both fell in love. He said you both were gonna get married, but bad things happened to you both that caused you to forget each other." Peggy said twiddling her hands.

"We're sorry, but we thought if we did that it'd help you both remember and get y'all back together."

Bucky was my missing puzzle piece. Or rather one of the puzzle pieces missing from the big pictures that already happened? I couldn't believe it, but yet all the evidence laid right in front of me. I also know the kids couldn't make any of this up or lie. There even was one of just me and Bucky kissing. It was like my mind has entered into a twilight zone episode. I had no clue of what was supposed to happen.

"At least we found each other again, if that's supposed to mean anything."

I looked up and saw Bucky looking at me. "I guess so. It just feels so weird to be given back something and not really know what to do with it or what it means. Especially if you've been gone with it for so long.... This is how you feel everytime you get a memory back isn't it?"

He looked down, "Yeah. Sometimes I wish I didn't get them back. Sometimes I wish my brain would just prevent me from remembering like yours if that's okay to say, yet if I didn't get at least some I'd..."

"Always wonder what could've been even though you know you shouldn't live in the past? Yeah that's how I feel." I grabbed his hands "it's okay you know. Things have already improved for both of us and God joined us together again."

He looked up again, "I guess so. Truth is even when I didn't see any of this, I was always attracted to you." This time he smiled which was contagious.

"I think I felt and still feel the same way."

"I know this is all weird, but maybe would you like to go out on some dates?"

"Hmmm.... I don't know." I obviously knew my answer.

"James can I borrow that mistletoe?"

"Uh-huh"

When he brought it Bucky hung it over our heads. "What about now?"

I giggled before kissing him and whispering yes.

"We did it James. We put them back together."

"Who did you put back together?"

"Uncle Bucky and Aunt y/n." Then Peggy froze before turning around.

"I don't know wether to be happy, proud, surprised, mad, or what with you and your brother; a little of everything probably. We'll talk about this when we get to your room.
Tell Aunt y/n and Uncle Bucky goodnight."

They both told us goodnight and hugged us before leaving big smiles on their faces.

"I'm sorry about their meddling." Steve said.

"It's okay. I think we both appreciate what they've done for us tonight, they helped us at least learn a little bit more about our past. I can understand why you probably didn't ever tell us, but they did. Steve please don't punish them. They just wanted us to be happy. We are very happy. They did it with good intentions and it helped in the end because we're dating now." Bucky spoke and grabbed my hand. I leaned my head on his shoulder looking at him before I looked to Steve.

"Bucky and I have some of the sweetest, cutest, smartest godchildren of them all. Don't worry we'll work this all out, but Bucky's right. Don't punish them. I've been wanting even the tiniest sliver of what I've forgotten, and James and Peggy gave that to me, to us tonight." I looked back to Bucky smiling.

"Okay. And they are aren't they. I really am sorry I didn't tell either of you that you were in love together, but it seems like either way you're both starting to slowly fall in love again." Bucky and I both nodded.

"Don't always make me the third wheel again okay? And goodnight." He hugged us both then walked on.

I turned back to Bucky to see him holding the mistletoe up again.

"We're doing this again?" I giggled.

"Of course we are sweetheart."

I rolled my eyes before pressing his lips to mine.

"Y/n." He whined.

"Fine one more." This time it was much longer and I felt butterflies for around my stomach.

"I can't wait to spend all my Christmases with you and all the days to come." He grinned.

"Me too Bucky. Me too." I leaned back in his shoulder enjoying this time we had together all thanks to Steve's cute kids, Peggy and James.