I look through the window to see that familiar blue uniform in our living room looking at a photo of us on the coffee table.

I climbed through the window and stood there looking at him as he scoped out our apartment. "You know, I thought you were on our side?"

"I am. It's good to see you Sarah."

"You will never hurt him. Not while I'm breathing Steve." I can feel the fear and anger rising in my chest. Even though I will protect him with everything in me. I know the day will come when someone will hurt him.

"That's not why I am here, Sarah." He listens to someone on his earpiece. Sam, I knew Steve wouldn't go anywhere without his lookout. "Understood."

My heart dropped when I looked past Steve and saw Bucky behind him.

Steve follows my eyes and slowly turns around to face him. "Do you know me?"

I remembered the day he pulled me from the water and took me to that abandoned warehouse. I asked him the same thing. It took a lot of compelling to get him back.

*Flashback*

"Bucky?" I asked through my tears. "Do you know me?"

"No I don't."

"Yes, you do!"

I stretch out my arm to touch his cheek but he slaps my hand away. I try again and he turns his head away. I place my hand on his chin and he turns his head towards me.

"Come back to me Bucky."

He moves away and punches the wall of the warehouse. "I don't know what you are trying to achieve, but I am no longer the same man that you remember."

He turns toward the door and I sped to meet him face to face. I grab his face and he tries to break free but my grip is to strong. I look into his eyes.

"Please Bucky, remember me." A tear fell from my eyes as I was compelling him to remember me. He stared forward into blank space. I fall to my knees, lost with hope to get him back.

I felt a hand on my back. I look up to see teary eyes. "Bucky?"

"Sarah?"

I jump up and throw my arms around his neck. "I missed you."

"I... What... happened?"

"I'll tell you later. I am just happy to have you back."

"I love you, Sarah."

I sigh with relief. "I love you too."

*****

Bucky stares at him. "You're Steve. I read about you in the museum."

"I know you're nervous. And you have plenty of reason to be. But you're lying."

"I wasn't in Vienna. I don't do that anymore."

"Well, the people who think you did are coming here now. And they're not planning on taking you alive."

"Babe he is telling the truth. Let's go!"

"That's smart. Good strategy."

"This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck."

I hear footsteps in the hall and movement outside the window and I feel like a boxed in wild animal. "Bucky, please let's go."

"It always ends in a fight."

"Babe!?" I can feel the nervousness overflowing inside me.

"You pulled me from the river. Why?"

"I don't know."

"Yes, you do."

"Bucky!" My anxiousness overfell me when the door suddenly bursts open.