"Come on Emma! That's my girl!"

A sweet, angelic face smiled in front of the bright sunlight. Her brunette pin curls swept around her face in the light breeze and her blue eyes shone with happiness. Her peach colored flowered dress matched perfectly with the smell of honeysuckle on the sweet spring day.

"Is she walking? Is she taking her first step?" A man in a shirt and tie came running up to them looking frazzled and excited.

"She is taking her first steps!" the woman said excitedly.

They both clapped for the little girl with the brunette wispy curls and bright blue eyes as she wobbled towards them.

Suddenly, a cloud covered the sun and darkness fell over the yard and the couple turned to look towards a loud sound.

"No, that can't be…" The woman trailed off as she picked up the girl into her warm arms.

"Go, hide! Keep Emma safe!" The man cried as a gentleman in a grey uniform came through the gate.

The sound of gunshots filled the air as the woman ran with the baby into the house and down the stairs into the basement. The woman locked the door behind her and placed the baby in the playpen while she went over to a strange communication device.

"They're here…what should I do? They can't find the copies Dr. Erskine. I am not stable enough to…Emma? Are you sure?"

Pounding and shouting in a strange language were coming from behind the door, the woman turned abruptly and then quickly hung up and grabbed a gun and shot at the communicator. She then went over to a safe and pulled out a small vile with a blue liquid and put it into a syringe and then injected it into her child.

"This will protect you and make you stronger my sweet girl. And when you are older, it will stop you from aging so you can use your powers for full potential." The woman cried over her child's tears at the shot in the arm and the tears started flowing down her mother's face, "Mommy loves you very, very much. Now, think hard my little one, save yourself and think of someplace lovely and far away from here."

At that the door was broken down and the gunfire filled the room and the woman was shot down dead and the baby cried even harder and suddenly when she closed her eyes she disappeared and the men in the room looked on in amazement and confusion.

"MOTHER!" A voice cried from the corner of the room and the men turned and suddenly everything went black.

"Emma wake up!"

Emma, now 16 years old awoke with a jolt and looked around her room. The modern appliances, the sweet smell of honeysuckle on the spring morning wafting through her open window, none of these things did anything to calm her nerves from her very realistic dream. At least she thinks it was a dream.

The door to her room opened and a woman entered, not the woman from her dreams. "Sweetheart, you are going to be late for school. You need to get up and moving." That's when her surroundings came back to her. The year was 2003 and that was her adoptive mother, Jessica.

"Sorry mom, just in a deep sleep." Emma swung her legs over the side of the bed and loved the feeling of her carpeted floor beneath her feet, it meant she was back home.

Time traveling was a tricky thing, sometimes it happened in the middle of the day and sometimes in her sleep. She could never control it. It has been her gift since she was a baby and nobody but her knew about it. So it was always a relief when she could take in her surroundings and feel her feet in the present moment.

Well present for where she had sent herself long ago, she was technically born in 1942 but the adoption agency found her in 1987 and she had grown up in the modern era and never knew of the actual time period she was supposed to be from. That was until after doing some research on her past, she found files from a government group called the SSR and there was a photo of her and her parents from her dreams and she compared that photo of one of after she was brought home to her current parents. That's when she discovered, she was originally from 1941. She would laugh when she would learn about the 1950s and 1960s and imagine what she would've been like as a teenager or young twenty something back then. If she focused hard enough she would send herself back to those times just to see but sometimes the traveling took her where it wanted to go, like important moments in her life. Like the day her parents died and saved her life.

She still wasn't entirely sure what the serum was that was injected into her or what it did. When she found the SSR files, they told her nothing but led to the Captain America project which had nothing to do with her. She never felt any real side effects from the serum. Except, lately she had realized she was getting stronger, but she thought it was due to her physical ed classes.

Once Emma had finished getting ready, she headed out to school. As she was walking to school, she heard loud honking of horns and tires screeching and a car came speeding towards her on the sidewalk as it flipped hitting another car and went rolling. Emma didn't have time to move but held her hands up and suddenly everything stopped.

Time Stopped.

Emma opened her eyes and gasped in shock. She had stopped time, the car was floating above her and the chaos of people running, watching around her was frozen. Emma moved out of the way and looked at the people around her and couldn't believe what she had done.

"I can stop time now too?" She said to herself.

Now she had to figure out how to start time again. But she had to help first, she moved some people out of the way of where the car was heading and she stood off to the side. She closed her eyes and concentrated and she felt a sensation, like wind blowing and then opened her eyes in time to see the car crash. People ran over to the crash site to see if the driver was okay and the woman next to Emma looked at her.

"You were over there weren't you? We both were. How did we get over here?" She asked confused.

Emma shifted uncomfortably, "No, we were over here, this whole time."

"No, we weren't."

"I-I have to go." Emma suddenly turned and headed away from school, she ran and she didn't know where she was going. She closed her eyes and focused on somewhere else.

She felt a changed around her and opened her eyes and found herself in New York City, 1930's New York City to be exact.

"Damn it!" Emma muttered to herself. She quickly ran down a side street and found a clothing store.

"Hello miss how can I- that is some strange attire you have there." The shop clerk commented and Emma looked down at her jeans and Maroon 5 concert tee.

"I need some clothes." She placed down a 20 dollar bill and the woman smiled. She showed Emma to the back and she quickly changed into a simple blue dress and brown heels. She fixed her hair into a bun and left the shop.

When she traveled in time, she could be in one place for hours to days, but never miss anytime back home, so she always made sure she fit the part when she would travel as not to cause speculation.

She walked around and realized she was in Brooklyn and decided to take in some sights. This was new to her, she'd never been here before.

As she was walking by an alleyway she heard some boys fighting and looked to see a poor skinny kid getting his ass kicked by two boys and a two other boys fighting each other in the other corner.

"HEY!" Emma yelled running down the alleyway. "Leave him alone!"

"Ooh, lookie what we got here boys, a girl trying to stop us." One of the guys who was beating up the skinny kid said to his friends.

"I got this sweetheart, you run along now." The boy who was fighting in the corner said to her.

"Bucky, you should just go, I got these guys on the ropes," the skinny kid said with blood trailing down his chin from his lip and a black eye forming.

"I'm not leaving you Steve, somebody has got to teach these bullies a lesson. And I don't need no girls help to do that." Bucky said and went back to fighting and the other guys went back to fighting Steve.

"I SAID STOP IT!" They all turned and looked at her.

"Do you really want to start this?" one of the bullies asked.

"I can't stand bullies either and my father is on the police squad and he has a squad car around the corner. If I scream loud enough and call attention, you three will be in huge trouble and I will claim the two boys you were beating up were trying to protect me."

The three bullies looked at each other and then back at her, "You wouldn't."

Emma raised an eyebrow and grinned, "Oh would I?" She then reached down and tore at the bottom of her dress to reveal some leg, mussed up her hair a bit, and smudged her lipstick and then screamed.

"Okay! We get it! We're going!" And with that the boys ran off. Steve and Bucky just stood off to the side in amazement. They both looked to be a little bit older than her but not much.

"Hey are you two okay?" Emma asked going over to them.

"We didn't need your help," Bucky said irritated, "But thanks anyway."

"I appreciate your help." Steve said and Emma gave him a smile.

"Let me help you," Emma noticed his lip still bleeding and ripped at her tee shirt in her bag and put it to his lip.

"What is Maroon 5?" Bucky asked noticing the shirt.

"It's a band, nobody you would've heard of." Emma laughed at her own joke.

"Oh, interesting."

"Don't I get any help?" Bucky asked her sweetly.

"No, you weren't appreciative of my help." Steve laughed at that and Emma laughed with him.

"Bucky, it looks like I got the girl this time." Steve blushed as he joked.

"Maybe Rogers, but don't let that get to your head." Bucky teased his friend.

"There, I should be going." Emma gave Steve a kiss on the cheek and a wave to Bucky.

"Wait! Hold on! Let us buy you a drink!" Bucky called after her.

Emma felt light headed and knew her time travelling was coming to an end, she always got lightheaded when she knew she couldn't stay in one place long. Which is why she never understood why she could stay in the future rather than the 40's when she was born, it was like she was meant to be in the future, for some bigger purpose.

"I really can't, I have to get to dinner with my father. Remember he's just around the corner?" She lied and waved goodbye and walked around the corner and found herself back near her house in 2003. She could tell by her surroundings and the sirens in the distance for the car wreck, she was only gone, mere seconds. She was glad the time traveling seemed to freeze her place in her present time or only make it a short while she would disappear. Even if she time traveled for days, it would only seem like minutes in her present time.

She looked down at her attire and sighed, "Well, this will take a lot of explaining to do."

"Emma Barker?"

Emma stopped walking back towards her house and turned at the voice. At the end of the block stood a man in a suit, with a balding head and dark sunglasses.

"I'm Agent Phil Coulson and I'm going to need you to come with me." He said holding out a badge as he walked towards her.

"Why? I haven't done anything wrong?" Emma asked a little frightened.

"No, you haven't. I work for Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement Logistics Division."

"That's a long name."

"We know, we're working on it. Most of us call it S.H.I.E.L.D. for short."

"And what do they want with me?"

"We want to help you. We know about you, your gift. We were originally the SSR."

At that mention of her past she froze in place, "You were?"

"Yes. Would you like us to help you?"

Emma looked towards the road to her home and then back at Agent Coulson, it was now or never.

"Let's go."

So, this is my first story, please bear with me. Constructive and helpful feedback and reviews are greatly appreciated! Hope to have more soon!