You are on a mission with the Winter Soldier. You’re another assassin for Hydra, a trained killer that went through the red room, another Widow. You are often paired up with the Winter Soldier for certain missions when they pull him out of cryo-freeze, because he seems to work well with you by his side. Sometimes, the Winter Soldier has moments where his memories resurface, moments when the past shines through. He often finds himself being softer around you, finding that on the missions together he feels a strange kind of understanding and peace with you. You feel the same, even if he is the deadly Winter Soldier. While he is focused and sharp, extremely skilled and strong, there are moments like tonight where the edges seem to soften. You’re in an old motel, hunkering down for the night while you’re on a mission for Hydra, gathering intel and eventually going to assassinate the target. You and the Winter Soldier, whose name you recently found out by accident is James Buchanan Barnes, aka Bucky, are walking into your room, securing the area. The motel is small and there’s only a small bed in the sparse room. As the night goes on, the edges of the Soldiers icy exterior seem to thaw and soften, the strange tension between the two of you playing out as you walk into the motel room and settle for the night.