Roswell (S. Rogers & B. Barnes)

4.

Roswell pulls off her scarf as she, Steve and Bucky return to the facility, Wanda, Natasha and Pietro are watching some show in the living room, Tony and Sam Wilson are in the kitchen. Each of them turn to watch Bucky smiling and each are utterly crept out by it.

"What is going on?" Tony asks smirking. Bucky's arm whirls as he clenches his fist.

"Leave him alone" Sam teases smirking himself. "It's like Bambi learning to walk again"

"I hate all of you" Bucky growls, Steve even smirks a little. The twins laughing together. Roswell smiles a little and turns to Steve and Bucky.

"Thank you" Roswell tells them both. "For today"

"Just glad someone finally decided to come with me" Steve looks to Bucky.

"I came didn't I?" Bucky complains shrugging out his jacket, Steve rolls his eyes a little and turns to Roswell.

"And I'm sorry" Roswell whispers. "For my....for crying on you" she offers embarrassed. "I've always been told I deal with death really badly but I thought I was doing okay this time...."

"He's not the first person you've lost?" Bucky asks, she shakes her head.

"Nope" she answers. "It's a very dark world out there, boys, very, very dark" she lets out a breath and gives them a tight smile. "I think I'm going to go lie down" she whispers and then walks away. Bucky and Steve watch her go.

"That got depressing quick" Tony comments, Bucky and Steve look to him. Pietro and Wanda share a look before he is pulling her up and running her out of the room, stopping outside of Roswell's door. Wanda knocks taking Pietro's hand in her other. It takes a moment before Roswell opens it, her eyes are a little red but she's still smiling.

"Hey" Roswell greets.

"Hey" the twins greet.

"Can we?" Pietro asks, Roswell nods and opens her door.

"Urm sure...." Roswell tells them, the twins head into the apartment.

"We thought you might want to hang out with people your own age" Wanda tells her.

"Yeah" Pietro agrees. "And not some pensioners" he offers, Roswell smiles a little and nods.

"Sure..." she answers. "That sounds nice.....what did you have in mind?"

"Movie?" Wanda offers. "Or...take out? Or...." Wanda looks around. "Decorating?"

"Decorating?" Roswell asks.

"You live here now" Pietro sits on her couch and smirks. "You get to do whatever you want to your space"

"Pietro tagged a great big white lightning bolt to his ceiling" Wanda points out, Roswell looks to Pietro.

"Reminds me to run fast" Pietro answers with a smirk.

"Like he needs help" Wanda teases, Roswell smirks. "So what do you like? Cushions? Throw blankets? Canvas art? Japanese throwing stars?" Roswell raises an eyebrow.

"Japanese throwing starts?"

"Natasha" Pietro and Wanda answer together. Roswell nods.

"Urm well.....I like Egyptian mythology, Roman, Celtic...pretty much anything old" Wanda and Pietro share a look, Pietro smirks. "What is that look?" Roswell asks them.

"You saw that?" Pietro asks.

"I had two brothers" Roswell tells them. "They shared looks too" she teases and stands. Wanda looks to her sadly.