"Do we really need to buy all this?" Bucky said from behind me

I turned around and looked at him. "Yes, it's Christmas."

"Christmas where? We don't even have any presents."

"We don't need presents to celebrate Christmas." I grabbed a pancake box and put it in the basket that he was holding

"The house isn't even decorated."

I looked at him folding my arms. "Would you stop being so grumpy? You're ruining the Christmas spirit."

"I'm not grumpy." He rolled his eyes

"Yes, you are." I said as I continued walking

It's been like a week and a half since we came to Denmark and yes, we are staying for what's left of the year, obviously. And Nick is still trying to find us a place so we gotta be patient. But I like it here, it hasn't been bad. Nick is coming back tomorrow even tho he was gonna be out of the country for work, but I basically gaslighted him telling him that he probably won't see his precious legal daughter for a while and so now he's coming to spend Christmas here. Tomorrow's Christmas, by the way.

And right now I'm with Bucky at a supermarket buying stuff for a "Christmas dinner". I was gonna bring Sam, but he was taking a nap and Steve was cutting some wood for the fireplace so I had to drag Bucky along since none of them, including Nick, want me going out of the house alone.

"Only thing left is the pie." I looked at the small piece of paper where I wrote the list of things to buy

"Well come on, let's get it."

"They don't have pie." I scrunched the paper into a ball "We walked right past the section and there wasn't any."

"Well then we have to make it."

"I don't know how to make pie." I looked at him

"You made cinnamon rolls the other night."

"Well yeah, cinnamon rolls are different and easier, I've never made a pie before."

"Pumpkin pie it's a must have at Christmas dinners."

"I don't think we're gonna find a pumpkin pie here and if you haven't noticed, we're in the middle of nowhere basically, we're not gonna be able to find pumpkin pie close."

"Then we have to make the pumpkin pie, Lina." He said

I sighed. "Bucky, I've never made pie before."

He shrugged. "How hard could it be?"

"Why don't you make it then?" I crossed my arms

"I'll help you, I don't mind."

"You can't retract it." I pointed my finger at him

He rolled his eyes. "I won't."

"Okay, then let's buy what we need to make the fucking pie."

We walked around the supermarket looking for the ingredients and when we had everything, I went to pay and we left. It was snowing a little and of course we came walking, it's just like 10 minutes.

"I love snow, but I can't wait to leave Denmark." I said trying to catch up with Bucky

"I don't really like it." He replied "Nor the cold, really."

"Why? It's amazing."

"Don't know, ptsd maybe."

"Oh." Was the only thing I said "Shit, sorry."

"It's fine, don't worry." He said "I used to like snow tho."

"You can't tell me you hate it."

He let out a light chuckle. "No, of course I don't hate it, I just don't enjoy the cold anymore."

"Understandable." I nodded "Well I love cold but summer is my favorite season."

"Why?"

"Well for starters, my birthday is in summer." I said "And I just love the beach too much, I go every year."

"And when's your birthday?" He asked

"July 7th." I replied

"Close to Steve's."

"Yeah, we've celebrated it together before."

"Really? That's nice."

"Should we make the pie first?" I looked at him

"Well I'm getting kinda hungry, so no."

"At night?"

He nodded. "I think it'll be better, yeah."

"Alright then."

(...)

* hours later maybe idk *

"Should I dye my hair?" I looked at the boys

We just finished eating by the way, we ate in the living room since we were watching a movie.

Steve lifted his head to look at me. "You wanna dye your hair?"

"I don't know, I kinda want to because of all the shit that's been happening."

"Well what color? Wanna go blonde like Natasha?" Sam asked

"Nah, I already did blonde." I shook my head "I bought bleach and a red hair dye but I'm not sure, I've never been redhead before."

"I think it'll suit you." Bucky said

"I don't know, I'm scared of fucking it up."

"Well if you do, you can dye it back dark I guess." Steve shrugged

"Yeah, guess you're right." I sighed "I don't know, maybe I'll do it.. maybe I won't, I'm not sure yet." I said getting up from the couch

I went to the kitchen and washed my plate. I was drying my hands with a napkin when Bucky came into the kitchen with his empty plate in his hand.

"Wanna do the pie now?" I asked him

"Absolutely." He nodded

I giggled. "I love how excited you are about it."

"Of course, it's pumpkin pie." He said and I chuckled

I took out all the ingredients we bought earlier today and placed them all on the counter. I grabbed Nick's laptop and had to google how to make pumpkin pie and we just started doing it step by step.

(...)

"Is it done?" Bucky asked looking into the oven

"I think it is." I replied putting the oven mitts on "Watch out, you can burn yourself." I gave him a small pat on the shoulder and he moved, then I opened the oven

I took out the pie and placed it on the counter.

"Does it look done?" I asked taking off the mitts

"It looks done to me." He nodded "I wanna try it, it looks good."

"It needs to cool down."

"Then put it in the fridge."

"Google said we can't, it has to cool down at room temperature."

"Oh my god, are you serious?" He rolled his eyes "For how long?"

"Like two hours." I replied "So I'm just gonna leave it here and I'm gonna take a shower."

"What if I put it outside?" He said and we both looked at each other

"I don't know." I frowned a little "Google said that cooling the pie too quickly can make it sink and we don't want that."

"Two hours is too long."

"Just do something, time goes by fast."

He rolled his eyes. "I hope."

(...)

It's been like three hours, literally. After we got the pie out of the oven, I went to take a shower and when I got out, Bucky was watching a movie with Steve in the living room so I just went to Sam's room and we've just been talking for a while.

"Hey, I forgot to tell you." He walked over to one of his bags and took out something that I couldn't really see from the bed

"What?" I asked

He turned around and showed me the disposable camera I bought months ago in Cuba. Sam knows I love to take pictures of everything and just have them to remember the moments so we decided to buy some disposable cameras. And we did used them, there's one that's full already and we never got to develop the pictures.

"Oh my god, you brought them?!" I looked at him

"Yes, of course." He nodded bringing the two cameras to me "We have to get this one developed, it's full." He showed me one of the cameras

"And this one only has one left!" I said

"Oh give me that."

He took the camera and he winded the little thingy until we heard a click.

"Come on, hurry." He got up from the bed "We need a group picture with the two grandpas."

I chuckled. "Oh I like that."

He ran out of the room and I just followed him downstairs.

"We got one picture left so we're taking it now." Sam sat next to steve

"Oh no." Steve said

"Oh yes." I said plopping down between Steve and Bucky

"Cameras weren't like that last time I saw them." Bucky said moving a little so I can be more comfortable

"Yeah, and there are more a little more complicated than that one." Steve replied

"Alright, are y'all ready?" Sam asked lifting his arm "On three, one.. two.. three."

"Say panty!" I added

"Panty!" Sam and Bucky said and Sam took the picture

"Oh my god." Steve rolled his eyes and we laughed

"Now we have to find some place to develop the pictures." I said getting up from the couch

"Where did you get that?" Steve asked looking at me

"We bought it in Cuba, we have another one but that one is also full." I explained "But we never went to develop the pictures so now we're stuck with two full cameras."

"We can go and have them develop before we leave Denmark." Sam looked at me

"We could." I nodded "Well anyways, I'm gonna serve myself a piece of pie, y'all want some?"

"Hell yeah, are you kidding?" Bucky said getting up from the couch

"What about you?" I looked at Sam and Steve

"Well a slice wouldn't hurt." Steve shrugged

"I want one too." Sam added

"Fine, but you're coming to get your plates.l I told them

Bucky and I went to the kitchen and first I cut a slice for Sam and one for Steve before Bucky and I cut ourselves some.

"It smells good." Bucky said taking a piece with his spoon and he then ate it

"It does." I nodded "How is it?"

"It's amazing." He replied

"Is it really?" I asked taking a piece from mine

"Yeah." He nodded

I ate the piece on my spoon and it tasted pretty damn good not gonna lie.

"Oh it is good." I said with my mouth full

He chuckled. "It is."

"I remember my grandma used to make pie." I said "But it doesn't taste as good as hers."

"Yours is very good tho."

"Thanks."

"Can I ask you something?"

"You ask too much, Barnes." I tilted my head

"What? I'm a curious guy." He shrugged

I chuckled. "Go ahead."

"Have you looked for them?" He asked

"Who?"

"Your family." He replied

"No, uh.. I haven't, actually."

"Why not?"

"I just.. I don't know, I kinda assumed they might think I'm dead so." I shrugged

"But you're not." He said "Don't you think it'll be nice for them to know that?"

"I've actually never thought about this."

"Why?"

"It just didn't seem like a possibility." I replied "I spent six years in another country, doing things that they're not gonna be proud of so I just decided to forget about it because I didn't see me getting out."

"But you are now."

"Well.. things are not looking too good right now either."

"But you know what I mean." He said "You got out, you've been living your life and you're physically okay."

"Yeah, guess you're right."

"Aren't you a little curious?"

I sighed. "I don't know.."

"If there's a possibility that your sister's still alive, wouldn't you like to know about her?"

"I would.. more than anything."

"Don't you think your family would too?"

"I don't know.. it's been too long." I sighed "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Could some of your family still be alive?"

"Well I got Steve." He said and that honestly warmed my heart

I smiled. "Well yeah, but you know what I mean."

"I don't think so, no." He shook his head

"You said you had sisters." I crossed my legs

"Yeah."

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"What if at least one is alive?"

"Lina, it's almost 2017, I don't think they are."

"You don't know that."

"There's a high possibility that they're not."

"You're very pessimistic, you know that?" I crossed my arms

"I'm not pessimistic, I'm being realistic."

"But you don't know that for sure." I said "Why don't you try?"

"Okay, if I agree, you have to do it too." He said

"Bucky, I.."

"Bucky, I agree too." He said and I just sat there, he stared at me waiting for me to speak "Come on, say it."

I let out a sigh. "Okay, fine! I agree too."

"See? That wasn't so hard."

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up."

"You gonna dye your hair or what?"

"I don't know, it's a big step."

"Oh please." He huffed "You said you've been blonde before."

"Yeah, like, really blonde." She said "I bleached my hair."

"Then do it again."

"But those were other times." She rolled her eyes

"How long ago was it?"

"Like three or four years ago."

"You're not staying blonde, you're dying it red."

"I'm scared!"

"Oh my god." He rolled his eyes "Just do it."

"It's a big step! I'm not just gonna "do it", I need to really think about it, what if I don't like it?"

"If it's any help, I don't think you're gonna look bad at all."

"That's nice of you to say, great way to start being an optimist."

He chuckled. "Sure."

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