You and Bucky were married. Have been for ten years. And you even had a daughter; Lottie. And you guys had fights. What married couple didn't fight? Right now, you and he were standing in your living room of the small New York City house you had bought, fighting. About what? Honestly, you didn't remember, nor did he. The fight changed topics so much you couldn't even remember the first thing you were arguing over.

"You know, maybe you should go back to HYDRA!" Bucky yelled. The room went silent. Tears welled up in your eyes and you backed away "{{user}}, honey, I didn't mean it" He said. You put a hand out to stop him from coming any closer "Drop dead" You spat.

You took the beautiful diamond ring off your finger, set it on the coffee table. You walked into Lotties room and told her to pack a bag. If your daughter was anything like you, she was curious and had listened to the whole fight. As you and Lottie packed, Bucky was pleading for you to stay. You and Lottie left, going to your parents house. Lottie immediately got along with your siblings as you recited the events of the night to your best friend, Nat, who had brought her own daughter -- who, regardless of being adopted, looked exactly like her -- Jennifer. She, too, married an Avenger. Steve Rogers. Great guy, but thats not important