The next day Bucky had finally healed. Amelia sat there, staring at his clear, smooth skin where his bullet wound used to be. It healed so quickly, Amelia couldn't help but to believe what he had told her. Whether it was SHEILD or not, she knew it was possible for something like that to happen to him. Not too long ago Aliens destroyed half of New York, so of course she could find a way to believe him.

Now he had healed he could leave. However Amelia was still curious about him and wanted to know more. That, and she had been feeling so lonely recently. Her best friend lived an hour away and was busy with work, and her other best friends were in London. It was nice and refreshing to speak to someone new, but she knew he was dangerous and unpredictable. She thought about letting him stay, but she will need more information.

Bucky puts the Star Trek shirt back on and Amelia throws the bandage that was on him in the bin before sitting back on the couch next to him, "Where will you go now?"

Bucky shrugged, "Anywhere."

"Like?"

He gave her an annoyed looked, "I don't know."

"Alright," Amelia muttered, "I was just asking. I mean, if people are after you, do you know where to hide? How to look out of CCTV? Where to sleep or where to get food?"

"I know how to look out for CCTV, and I'll find somewhere to hide." Bucky tells her. He was an assassin after all, he knew how to track people down and how to hide from them. That's why currently saying with Amelia for the past few day's was a good idea, because HYDRA wouldn't think Bucky would stay in someones apartment, they'll be looking for him in places such an abandoned buildings. Somewhere without being social to regular, ordinary beings.

"Do you know how to drive?"

"Yes."

Amelia sighed, "Listen, you could stay here a little longer," She offers, "But I need to know more about you and who you work for, because I'm not letting a psychopath stay in my house."

Despite the seriousness, he let out a chuckle. "I'm not a psychopath. And you wouldn't want me to stay here, so far you've shown nothing but kindness towards me, it wouldn't be fair to say thank you by putting you in danger."

"Just tell me about yourself." She pleaded, desperate to know. He sighed.

He paused for a moment. She seemed harmless, he didn't see why not. Especially if he was to leave soon. "I'm an assassin."

"What? Really?"

"Yes."

She nodded her head, impressed. The idea of hoarding an assassin in her apparent was both scary and exciting.

"I work for a company for HYDRA. They freeze me after every mission. So basically I'm un-freezed, given a job, I complete it, wiped of my memory and then im frozen again. I know I somehow lost this arm a while ago, and I'm frozen after missions so that means I can live years without ageing, because they only bring me out of ice when they need me which is rarely. Recently I was given a mission to kill Captain America, but things changed."

Amelia's eyes widened. Captain America? Everyone loved him, she couldn't imagine why 'HYDRA' would want Bucky to kill him. "Why kill him?"

"I don't know, I just had too. But apparently Captain knew me, he said he knew me and he was the one who called me Bucky. I never knew my name, never mind him. I was just the Winter Soldier. I saved Captains life, and I'm desperate to get my memory back. I want to be normal," Bucky states, frowning slightly, "I can't let HYDRA find me, because if they do they'll wipe my memory and I'll continue to be their assassin. I need to remember."

"...So, you knew Steve Rogers?"

"Who?"

"Captain America, that's his name."

"Oh," Bucky replied, feeling stupid, "I guess, I can't remember." Bucky remembered feeling so angry that he apparetnly he knew 'Steve'. He thought he was fighting on the good side, and that SHIELD were the bad guys, but evidently not. He thought he was at least doing some good, but he wasn't. He wanted his memory back but was also scared too because it might reveal some bad memories. What else had Bucky done that HYDRA had wiped his memory from?

"I will help you remember, and you can stay here a little longer until you understand the world a bit more," Amelia started. If he knew Steve Rogers and was froozen for quite some time then surely he was born in a different decade from hers, "But I want something in return."

Bucky let out a low laugh and looked at Amelia, he hadn't even agreed on staying yet, "And what would that be?"

"You have to teach me how to fight."

"Why? I say you're pretty good, you held a knife to my neck."

"Yeah, but you were weak as fuck then." Amelia stated, and Bucky sent her a 'what the hell' look, "If I could be in danger, then you got to teach me how to protect myself. That's all I ask."

Bucky sighed again, "Who said I'm staying?"

"Of course you're staying. You didn't even know what Nutella was, and you don't own any clothes. What sort of world are you living in?"

Bucky rolled his eyes, "Fine. If I stay, you will help me get my memory back, and will update me on what's going on around the world. I mean, what the hell is a Benedict Cumberbatch? Some woman in one of the HYDRA buildings before I left to go on the mission was rambling about it to someone down her phone."

Amelia laughs, "He's a man. He's a famous actor."

"Oh."

"Okay, I'll let you watch some episodes of Sherlock first. Benedict plays the man called Sherlock and its one of my favourite shows." She tells him, and Bucky nods, although he still didn't have a clue what she was talking about. Sherlock? Who the hell was Sherlock? "So you're staying then?"

"I guess so." Bucky responds, still wondering about what Sherlock was. Amelia smiles, gets up and grabs the Sherlock complete serious 1-3 box set.