You all walked down the halls searching for Pierre's bunker, or at least a guard who could lead you to it. You walked side by side with Bucky, your arm in his. You felt stronger than you had the entire time that you had been captured. You rested your head on his shoulder for a moment, and he turned and kissed the top of your head. Sam made a small barfing noise, and you both laughed. That was the first of many laughs that the two of you would share after your rescue.

You all finally found a guard around the corner from you being cautious as he closed a door that sealed behind him. Scott and Steve burst around the corner and took him down. The large door required a retinal scan, so Sam held the guard's eye open as Steve held him up against the scanner. A green light turned on above the scanner, and Scott easily opened the door.

"Don't any of you have a spare gun?" You asked. Bucky was speechless. You used to hate violence. Steve pulled a gun out of a holster and handed it to you. You nodded towards him and approached the door.

There was a set of stairs directly inside the door. You all headed down them after Bucky demanded that he lead the group. You were right behind him. There was a door at the bottom of the stairs. It wasn't a heavily secured door, but just a plain one that you'd expect to see in a house or someplace like that. You were all suspicious since the door wasn't guarded at all. Bucky looked at you all for a moment before opening the door.

Inside, there was a simple room set up like an apartment. There was a small kitchen, a table, a bed that folded down from the wall, a couch, and a small, old television set. The television set had a VCR connected to it, and a VHS was playing. It was a news report talking about an assassination in 1991. Bucky sighed and looked to the ground. You put your hand on his shoulder and looked to Steve. He was shaking his head. He walked over to the television to turn it off when everyone heard a voice.

"Don't turn it off. They are about to talk about you, Winter. They are going to call you the greatest assassin of the 20th century." Pierre's eyes looked bloodshot. Bucky shifted around so that he was standing in front of you. It was a noble move, even though he knew you could protect yourself.

"You're insane, Pierce" Said Steve. Pierce laughed, but it sounded more like a cackle.

"Your time is up." You said from behind Bucky. Bucky turned and stared at you. "You have cost not just us, but the world great sorrow. First you took my husband, then you took my son, and now you have me, but not for much longer. You will never hurt me or my boys ever again." Pierce cackled again. You pulled out the gun that Steve had given you.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Said Pierce gesturing towards the gun. "If you kill me know, you'll be murdering me in cold blood. I have no weapons and no guards now since I assume you took out the one who left a few minutes ago. If you kill me, my death will haunt you for the rest of your..." Boom. Pierce slumped to the floor. You dropped the gun and exited the room.

"Never again." You said quietly as you left.

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There was silence in the Quinjet on the way home. Bucky had tried to get you to talk about what had happened, but you were silent. You just looked up at him with sad eyes and put a hand up to his cheek. He put his hand on yours and held your hand in place. He leaned over and you rested your foreheads against each other's. You stayed like that for the majority of the ride home. You both enjoyed the tenderness of the moment and loved being in each other's presence once more.

You finally broke the silence when you all were relatively close to the tower.

"So, who are the two who helped you rescue us?" You asked Bucky. He looked up.

"Scott's the one flying this thing, and the other one is Sam. Steve recruited them for back up since he aparently assumed that we wouldn't be able to handle the rescue on our own." You laughed when you saw Steve roll his eyes after hearing Bucky's comment. Bucky looked back over to you with sad eyes. "You're sure that you're ok?" You nodded and sighed.

"I'm fine. I did what had to be done." Bucky nodded.

"Are you excited to see James?"

"Am I ever! I can't wait to see him. How was he when you left? Was he doing ok? Did he miss me?" Bucky laughed and took your hands in his.

"He's fine. I left him in Bruce's care. He missed you very much and had his heart set on helping to rescue you, but Steve and I put our feet down, and after a long, loud tantrum, James got the idea." You laughed.

"That sounds just like him. He's just like you. He whines when he is upset." Bucky feigned looking hurt. You looked into his eyes. "What are we going to do, Buck? Everything has changed since all those years ago. How are we going to move on?" Bucky leaned in and gave you a peck on the lips as he stood up.

"You leave that to me. I have a plan." The quinjet landed, and you stood up too.

"Should I be worried?" You said raising an eyebrow. Bucky looked back at you seriously.

"I made a vow to you many years ago that I would take care of you to the best of my abilities. Well, everything hasn't been very opportune, but I intend to make good on that vow. I will do the best that I can to give you and James the lives that you deserve." You smiled at him. He turned away right as you placed your hand nonchalantly on your stomach and remembered the baby, pushing the idea to tell him away for the moment.

You walked out of the quinjet behind him and saw all of the Avengers (minus Steve) standing there waiting to greet you. They were all excited when they saw you leave the quinjet, and they all started to talk at the same time as you approached. Then you saw that Natasha was holding your pride and joy. He tried to climb out of her grasp as you approached, and she put him down. He ran to you as fast as he could and gave you as big of a hug as he could give you with his little arms. You clutched at him and started to cry. He just looked up at you and wiped away your tears. Then he saw your hand. His eyes got big, and he looked from it to you before smiling.

"Now mama is like papa." He gave you a huge grin. You burst out laughing along with everyone else who was around. You squeezed him one last time before standing up and hugging each Avenger in turn. They all said how much they had missed you and were glad that you were back. You just smiled. Then you saw Clara and Nikolai talking in a corner of the room. You walked over to them.

"Clara, Nik." They looked over at you and smiled, so glad to finally be free. "So, what are your plans now that you are free?" They looked at each other.

"We are going to Russia." You felt sad. You were hoping that they would stay in New York. You nodded. "Nikolai is going to take me everywhere that was important to him there, and he is going to take me to the village where I was born. I may still have some living relatives there." You smiled.

"I am so happy for you two. Remember, you two are welcome here anytime. I really do hope that you two will visit." Clara smiled.

"Of course we will." You gave them each a hug and walked away. You saw Bucky talking to Steve next to the quinjet. You walked to him, and he walked away from Steve. He embraced you in a large hug, and you laughed.

"So, are you glad to be home?" He said. You nodded.

"Of course I am. I'm very glad to be back to a sense of normalcy. Hopefully that is how it will be from now on." Bucky rolled his eyes.

"Darling Dearest, our friends are superheros. It won't be possible to have much of a sense of normalcy." You giggled and nodded your head remembering your news.

"Bucky, I need to tell you something." You say, feeling as though you were going to explode.

"I need to tell you something too, (Y/N)." You gave Bucky a surprised look, remembering a certain conversation from the past.

"You go first." He said taking your hands in his as you stood there together.

"Bucky, I need to tell you something." You say, feeling as though you were going to explode.

"I need to tell you something too, (Y/N)." You give Bucky a surprised look.

"You go first." He said taking your hands in his as you both stood there togther.

"Well, I don't know how to preface this, so here we go. I'm pregnant, Bucky." His face went blank and then filled with the most joy you had ever seen on his face.

"You are?" He said, tears forming at the edges of his eyes.

"I would never joke about being pregnant, Bucky. I really am. Now, what's your news?" He looked down and chuckled to himself.

"I haven't been drafted, so this time, I will be able to see the birth of my second son." You put your hands on your hips.

"What makes you think that I'm carrying another boy? Why can't you even consider that it may be a girl?" He laughed a hearty laugh and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"I guessed that James was a boy last time, so I think that I will be able to correctly predict what you are having this time." You rolled your eyes and broke free of his grasp walking towards the others.

"You can believe whatever you want, Bucky, but I promise you, this one is a girl."

*The End*

------The Epilogue will be out soon------