The fact that she'd been heading into more and more isolated areas hadn't escaped Bucky's notice, and he'd been trying to decide what to do about it. There was no sign she'd noticed him, and it was entirely possible she was simply chasing more of the debris she was cleaning up, not intentionally moving away from others at all.

Then she spoke, and he froze. Damn it. Granted, he hadn't been using all his skill to stay hidden, but a normal person would never have noticed him ghosting along behind her.

Of course, those vague memories that kept teasing at him said she was anything but a normal dame.

He stayed in the shadows, mostly hidden behind a collapsed wall panel, studying her. When he spoke his voice was hoarse, rusty from years of disuse. "I know you."