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Yes, that was Steve, and he had no idea of who she was. Her heart dropped, but somehow it was good, because at least Steve was okay. "I'm sorry, you're right..." she murmured, not being able to find her natural tone of voice. Okay or not, it was Steve, same she had seen before falling, trying to catch her, last person before Bucky had died. "I... have never been on this side of the base, got lost and... you know, didn't expect anyone to be around at this time..." she looked at everywhere but him, but at least now she was talking more normally. 

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Jayme was feeling slightly less dead that night and instead of heading to her personal gym she began to explore the base better. She wasn’t allowed, obviously, SHIELD didn’t trust her at all, but she didn’t want to waste a rare moment of interest in something.  Wandering around, she found herself in a zone that she had never visited, and the first open door showed an empty gym. She kept walking, looking back and bumping in someone. She tensed up, knowing that every doctor and soldier that knew who she was would either freak out or attack her, finding her alone like this. She clenched the hand at the end of her bionic arm and looked up to see the face of the much taller man. And she stepped back, terrified. She had been told that her Steve had died in the plane crash, was this the Steve from the other place?

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Jayme felt herself grinning before realize she was doing it. "I believe you, but I still want to see it." She pulled she sleeve of her jacket up, showing the bionic arm. "I always felt close to people with some kind of metal on them," she joked.

She scoffed at the idea of greater good. They wanted to use her, that's what it was, and she wouldn't have believed that Steve was still alive, not even seeing Captain America, she would have thought of a substitute from SHIELD. She widened her eyes at the offer, "you would really do that for me? Why?" The last nice gesture had come from Natalie, and it was so many years before... she thought of Steve, and he would have done the same. "Of course. Iron Man. A super hero. A hero. Of course you would do that. You're a good person. Sorry, I'm slow with this I'm still... getting used to talk to people. I'd... love to see Steve. But I'll have to escape from here by myself, I don't want to get you in trouble and I'm barely allowed to leave the infirmary."  

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She looked down at herself and chuckled. "Got it." She did have a soldierish way to move even back in the forties after all, it wasn't only the Winter Soldier, and it melt her heart to think that Steve would recognize his Bucky's gestures and details even in her, even after so long. But how long had it been for him? He looked like before the serum... "How old are you, Steve?" Jayme asked, walking with her hands in her pockets. 

Steve shook his head. “I’m sorry, I don’t,” he replied. “I… I haven’t been here very long. I don’t know where I am.” He rubbed the back of his head. “You remind me of my best friend, Bucky Barnes.” It was true; she reminded him of his Bucky.

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She instinctively felt they would go along better than she did with his father. He seemed much nicer than him, thought the word 'nice' wasn't exactly the appropriate one. 

"Someone of iron how?" she asked, blinking. She let her eyes scan him, wondering if he had something like her bionic arm. 

At his next words, she stopped, looking up at him knowing that in that moment she was wearing her heart on her sleeve and not being able to put a mask of indifference. "What are you saying? SHIELD told me... Aren't they supposed to be... the good guys? How can even... He was frozen too? Is he... Do you really mean that? Can you prove it to me?" She asked, trying to find a solid ground again. Had it been someone else, she would have punched him and that would have been it. But Tony was a Stark, knew about Peggy... hadn't flinched at all when she had told him who she was... "I'm not... I'm not going to snap at you," she added, stepping back to give him space. "I'm not even close to. I'm just trying to understand."

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Jayme was feeling slightly less dead that night and instead of heading to her personal gym she began to explore the base better. She wasn't allowed, obviously, SHIELD didn't trust her at all, but she didn't want to waste a rare moment of interest in something.  Wandering around, she found herself in a zone that she had never visited, and the first open door showed an empty gym. She kept walking, looking back and bumping in someone. She tensed up, knowing that every doctor and soldier that knew who she was would either freak out or attack her, finding her alone like this. She clenched the hand at the end of her bionic arm and looked up to see the face of the much taller man. And she stepped back, terrified. She had been told that her Steve had died in the plane crash, was this the Steve from the other place?

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Jayme if anything grinned. "Even being a woman, I can say that I've always had the same effect on people, I'm sure we'll team up against the throttlers."  Her jaw dropped at his revelation about Howard and agent Carter. "Wow... Well, of course, she had to move on... And I'm not allowed to have a tv, nor read newspaper. They say it might trigger me. Sometimes they let me see dvd to teach me about history... but nothing about the present for now. I've heard voices about a battle in... Manhattan? And there was someone called Thor and someone of iron and someone from SHIELD... but as soon as they realized I was listening they flew. Probably because they were scared of me, but they might have orders." She sombered at the mention of Steve's death again. "Yes, well, it was their duty to inform me as soon as possible. He was the first person I asked for when I woke up as myself. I was ready to leave and go to look for him when they told me had crashed a plane... so I had no other choice than stay. I don't really care about anything anymore if Steve's not here. He died after I left him alone, it's my fault," she shrugged again, "and I was even sure that the Winter Soldier had been told to kill Captain America if he ever showed up again... but apparently it was just my imagination. They now say that I should work for SHIELD to... honor his memory, but honestly, I... I don't care."    

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"You're the only person besides Coulson who is talking to me as if I were a person... the only one in seventy years. I'm quite certain that I won't snap at you," she shrugged. 

"Games of what?" she asked, confused, "And that was your father? And... Oh no, no, no, they were not in love with the same woman," despite the painful subject, she laughed. "Steve, that little punk, thought Howard was asking her out... It was a funny story, for the little time I had left to tease him. He thought that fondue meant sex when Howard invited agent Carter out..." "But yeah, I knew Steve very well, grew up together, always been my little brother, always looking out for him because he was sick... and then I fell and one week later he crashed a plane and died. He was my family. SHIELD told me he died as a hero, but he lived as one as well, serum or not." 

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Jayme stopped at the sight of the man in front of her. He looked like him, but it couldn’t be, he was dead. Maybe it was the one who had grown with the male-Bucky, as SHIELD had explained her in its lessons about parallel universe to stop her from freaking out. 

She still had to try. “Steve?”  

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She cringed. That had been the two lines nicest conversation she had had in fifty years, and it was already over. "Winter Soldier," she answered darkly. "I was fighting in the Second World War when I fell, got captured, brainwashed and worked for the enemy for the past seventy years, the whole package." Jayme smiled bitterly, "Now that SHIELD rescued me, if you want to call it that, they are keeping me trapped here, making tests and tests on me to see if I'm dangerous. I'm not. I won't blame you if you want to change direction though." She knew she wasn't dangerous but how could he, if he had any idea of what the Winter Soldier was? "And I heard your last name too. My... best friend, Steve, knew a Stark who looked a lot like you."   

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 Jayme stared at him for a few seconds, registering the name - no idea of who he was but he wasn't Howard, obviously - and then his words. Against her will, she found herself chuckling. "Trust me, you wouldn't like to be punished by me. I'm Jayme Barnes..."  She wondered if he had any idea of who she was, the Winter Soldier or even just someone from another time, but in that moment Coulson appeared to close the door that Stark had left open and saw them. "You're not allowed to have contacts outside of the labs." "Yes, sir," she answered, straightening up and walking out. She knew Coulson was the only decent man in there and was trying to help her somehow, which is why she could recognize the look in his eyes as a 'I don't want to give this order'. As soon as Stark came out, she was ready to disobey. "Let's walk together, mr Stark."  

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Jayme went to leave her blood-results on Coulson's desk and turned around to leave, when the door opened to reveal a man with a somehow familiar face. She heard Coulson say something about not making any trouble, Stark and her mind went to Howard. 

"Stark?" she repeated, blinking.

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Jayme stopped at the sight of the man in front of her. He looked like him, but it couldn't be, he was dead. Maybe it was the one who had grown with the male-Bucky, as SHIELD had explained her in its lessons about parallel universe to stop her from freaking out. 

She still had to try. "Steve?"  

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Jayme was training in the shooting range, trying to keep her mind off Steve and the fact that she was trapped in the base, when the door behind her opened.

"Who is there?"  

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“Hellow!” 

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She froze at the sight of the man in front of her, who was supposed to be dead. But maybe that wasn’t her Steve, maybe he was coming from another place, the one where “Bucky” was a man. 

“Hey?” she tried calling.  

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She froze at the sight of the man in front of her, who was supposed to be dead. But maybe that wasn't her Steve, maybe he was coming from another place, the one where "Bucky" was a man. 

"Hey?" she tried calling.  

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Jayme grinned at the old nickname coming from his lips. "Do I look so manly to you?" she joked, looking around. There was no way to ask him what year it was. "Let's walk together, if you are okay with it. We might find out... and you could tell me how you don't know where you are." 

   Steve shook his head. “I’m sorry, I don’t,” he replied. “I… I haven’t been here very long. I don’t know where I am.” He rubbed the back of his head. “You remind me of my best friend, Bucky Barnes.” It was true; she reminded him of his Bucky.