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the-little-red-haired-girl · 4 years

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Pairing: Platonic!Sam Wilson x OC Mary Barnes, Bucky x OC Mary Barnes

Word count: 2,671

Warnings: Some angst and some fluff

A/N: this is a one shot from my fic Timeless on Wattpad that i liked quite a bit and wanted to post it here, so enjoy!

Washington DC

2014

Mary watched as her brother drove off with Natasha Romanoff after his run around The Lincoln Memorial Reflecting Pool, she turned to look at the man the siblings had met just moments ago, her smile shining brightly at the man known as Sam Wilson, "So! Coffee?" She offered.

The veteran chuckled, nodding as he says, "Sure, and you can tell me how you've been alive all these years." He repsonds. All his life he was taught and told that Mary Rogers-Barnes had been long dead, but she was standing in front of him, smiling widely at him like she hasn't aged a day over twenty-three.

"Deal." Mary teases, walking back over to the tree she was at while Steve had ran his laps with Sam. She collects her laptop, sliding it into the case it belonged in; she throws the strap of the laptop case over her shoulder and turns to her new found friend. "You start asking questions if you'd like." She tells him as the two begin to walk towards a coffee shop close by.

"I think i'm still in shock honestly." Sam begins, not knowing how to ask the world renowned doctor and founder of SHIELD any of the questions he has piled inside his mind, "How are you even alive? We all know how Steve is with the whole frozen in ice for seventy years. Was that you too?"

Mary chuckles, "No. I wasn't encased in ice like my brother." She answers his second question first, debating how to go about answering his first. "I was injected with a serum that has frozen my body, stopping it from aging any further than the age it happened. I'm forever twenty-three years old."

Sam whistles under his breath in amazement, "Are you immortal?" He asks.

"Yes and no." Mary begins, thanking Sam as he opens the door for her as they enter the coffee shop, "I will never age, so i can never die of old age. But i can be wounded. I suppose if i was hurt badly enough, then i would very possibly die." She explains, "But i don't want to test that theory." She laughs softly under her breath.

Sam nods, ordering his black coffee, Mary ordering her flat white after him and a chocolate scone. Sam quickly pays, much to Mary's protesting, and the two find a small table in the corner of the cafe to sit and continue their conversation.

"Have you ever been injured before? Like you mentioned before." He asks curiously, "If it's too hard to answer then you don't have to." He quickly adds, not wanting Mary to feel uncomfortable.

The doctor shakes her head, "No, it's alright. I was stabbed by Loki when he broke out of the prison The Avengers had put him in just before the Battle of New York. I was in the infirmary for i two weeks. I lost a lot of blood when that happened, and my friend lost his life." Mary answers honestly. Losing Coulson still wakes her up in the middle of the night some nights, She should have died as well.

Sam nods, remembering the Battle of New York in his own mind, "I was here in DC when that happened, watching it on the news.. I can't imagine what that was like to be in the heart of it. I've been war, but that is on a whole 'nother level."

Mary nods in agreement, "Can I ask you something?" She asks hesitantly.

"Shoot."

"What is war like now? How has it changed from World War two?" She asks, "I know i've been alive for a long time, but i've only seen real combat in a war twice."

Sam nods slowly, "It's different for sure. A lot has changed since the second world war. Our weapons are better, more advanced than they were back then. I was in the Air Force during my stints in the war." He says, "You saw it from the Army's perspective am I right?" He asks, Mary nods in confirmation, "Every branch sees different sides of the same war. Army sees more ground fighting, Marines as well, Navy sees ship battles and travels by sea more but also has an incredible flight crew, Air Force sees more air fights, we're also behind the scenes more than most branches." He states, then hesitates, "You said you've seen first hand experience of two wars? What was the second?”

Mary hesitates, no one but Fury knows she was involved in more than just the second World War, "I was a field doctor in the Vietnam War." She says softly, "I saw too many people on both sides lose their lives. That war should've never even happened in my opinion." She states sternly as Sam grabs their coffees, setting hers in front of her along with her chocolate scone on a plate.

Sam nods slowly, not knowing what to say, "You did your part in trying to help the men though, you tried to not let there be any more casualties." He says, trying to reassure her, "I'm sure if you weren't there, then there would've been so many more deaths than there was."

Mary smiles weakly at the airman, "Thank you. It means a lot hearing someone say that to me." She says, tilting her head slightly, "Are you a therapist?" She asks, genuinely curious.

"I am in a way, i work down at the VA, I sometimes do one on one sessions if one of the veterans ask for it." He answers, "You should convince your brother to go down to see me, make me look good in front of the other workers." He teases.

Mary laughs, "I'll see what i can do." She replies, sipping her coffee slowly as she breaks a piece of her scone apart, "Got any more questions?"

"You married James Barnes, right? That's in the history books, how long were you married to him before he fell off the train." He asks quietly, knowing that losing someone is a hard subject to talk about.

Mary hesitates, "We were married less than a year." She answers, "But i don't consider myself a widow, we were never able to recover his body." She points out, her hazel eyes glancing over her wedding band and engagement ring, "I was pregnant with our daughter at the time, i had just told him before he and the other commandos and Steve left to capture Zola." She says quietly, "He was so happy to be a father. His face lit up the second i told him, Steve was ecstatic to he an Uncle."

Sam smiles softly at his friend, "I bet, Steve seems like he'd be a fun uncle." He says, "Does your daughter not age as well?" He asks.

Mary hesitates, her smile faltering, "I don't know." She says, "She was kidnapped from me when she was five years old." She replies, looking out the window the table the two are sitting at is up against, seeing the traffic go by, "She was born in 1950, she was kidnapped in 1955." She mumbles, "I don't know where she is or if she's even alive. If she does age like a normal person, she would be seventy years old.. She could be dead and i wouldn't know."

Sam's eyes widen, he sees the pain in Mary's hazel eyes, the hurt that she's been through, she has been through so much pain and loss in her life. Losing her and Steve's parents at a young age, then losing her husband and brother in a short amount of time, then gaining a daughter but to only lose her five years later. And on top of it all, she's had to watch close to all of her friends pass away.

"I'm sorry you've had to go through so much loss, no one should ever go through the amount of pain and loss you've had to endure." He says in an attempt to comfort her. The doctor smiles at his words.

"Thank you, Sam." She says, "But i guess if it had to happen to someone, i'm glad it's happened to me and not anyone else. I don't think anyone else could withstand the pain. Because it is a lot of pain."

Sam nods, taking her hand into his own briefly, squeezing it in a reassuring manor, "That's extremely selfless thinking, Mary." He commends her, "Not many people would think like that, many would wish it wasn't them when things like loss happens."

Mary shrugs, "I've just had to deal with loss basically my whole life, it's something i'm sadly familiar with even though people shouldn't be. I was two years old when my Pa passed, my Ma passed when i was fifteen. But i had Stevie and James to get me through it. They were my rocks in everything, and i was theirs.”

Sam smiles softly, nodding, "Does anyone else besides your brother know about you?" He asks.

Mary nods, "Tony Stark, he's my godson." She says, "I lived with his father, Howard, when i had Becca, my daughter. Howard was one of my best friends, Peggy Carter was, still is too." She says, "And the Director of SHIELD, Nick Fury. As well as the Avengers." She says, "But other than that, i'm dead to the world." She adds, "And that's what i want."

"But why? Being dead to the world means that you have to hide who you are."

"I had my time in the world, and if i'm suppose to come back into the spotlight then i will, but right now, I'm fine with no one knowing i'm still alive, because that opens up the question of how. And i don't want to get into that on a large scale." Mary responds. "One on one like i'm doing, like with you i'm fine with, but if the world knew i was alive still, i'd most likely be hounded by news media like Steve is sometimes."

Sam nods, understanding a little better now as to why Mary has kept her life as a secret. "So what have you done with your life since Steve went into the ice?"

Mary smiles, eating a piece of her scone as she thinks of how to start her reply, "Well, i had Becca on Thanksgiving of 1950." She says, "That was a day i'll never forget no matter how long i live." She adds with a smile on her face, "I lived with Howard for basically the remainder of his life after that. Peggy, Howard and I created SHIELD in 1965 at the camp Steve and I were at during his and my training, Camp Lehigh. Howard was the machinery, Peggy was the logistics and i was the medical. After Tony was born we moved to Malibu, that would be Tony's home until just recently."

Sam nods, "I heard about that, his house was targeted and hit by a missile wasn't it?" He asks, Mary nods in agreement.

"It was, he fought this man named the Mandarin who turned out to be a fraud from what he told me. Aldrich Killian was the real villain. He destroyed all of his Iron Man suits for Pepper, which wont last long if i know my godson, which i do. He loves Pepper, but he can't leave the fight to make the world a better place, not when he has the ability to help." She says.

Sam nods, raising his eyebrow as he sips his coffee, "Like you?"

Mary glances up, her eyebrows raised, "What?"

"What you said about Tony, not being able to leave the fight to make the world a better place because he has the ability to help." He comments, "That's like you. Your name is under most of the medical buildings and hospitals i've been too in some way, whether that's a wing, a department ward, or an entire building. People think SHIELD is running those for you because you're dead. But you're not, you've been running those buildings since you put them under your name, didn't you."

Mary nods, shocked that Sam was able to figure out how she makes her own living now, but impressed as well. "You catch on quickly." She says, "But you're right, I can't leave the fight even if all i can do is provide affordable care. I don't have superpowers, i'm not a trained spy or am i able to make my own suit of armor. And i'm definitely not a god. I'm just me. And i want to do what i can in what little i can put out there."

"You feel as if this is all you can contribute." Sam concludes, leaning back in his chair.

The doctor nods again, "I'm not useful in many ways when it comes to combat or war. But i am skilled in medicine, so of course i'm going to do what i can to give my all in that field." Mary explains, compared to her brother, she felt as if she was useless. She wasn't the best at fighting off bad guys, she could shoot a gun with a fair amount of accuracy but nothing to the skill of her friends. She wanted to contribute more to her team, her family. She understood now what Steve felt when he kept trying to enlist into the Army, he wanted to help his country even though he couldn't do much. Mary was in the same position, despite her vast knowledge in medicine and her seventy years of experience in those fields, she could only do so much for The Avengers. She wanted to do more.

“What about you, Sam?" Mary asks, "I know you were in the Air Force but what did you do?"

Sam hesitates, "Pararescue." He says, "My wingman Riley and I were apart of an experimental rescue team."

Mary's eyes widen, sitting up in her chair, "Wait. I remember reading about you and Riley, there was a debrief about you and him." She says, "You weren't a pilot, you had experimental wings."

Sam nods, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly agape, "How did you know? All of that was classified."

Mary chuckles, "I'm Fury's boss, he lets me read classified files during our down time at the office." She says, "You were good too, you and Riley both. If you ever wanted to get back into it, i have some pull with the head of Stark Industries to get you wings if you'd like." She teases the last bit, causing Sam to chuckle, "I know Tony will be itching to get his hands on those prototypes to tinker with them and advance them. He can't be away from his labs for long."

Sam holds out his hand, shaking his head, "Thank you, but no. I'm good at where i'm at down at the VA, but if there's ever a time for an upgrade, i'll come to you." Sam replies, placing his fingers on his chin, his eyes focused on the steam coming from his cup, then looks back up at Mary, "If you ever need anyone to talk too about what you've been struggling with, my door is always open."

Mary smiles softly, "Thank you, Sam, that means a lot." She replies, then smirks, "I look forward to hearing from you about needing those wings." She states.

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