Redemption Plan part 1
"What do you want me to do?" Tony asked Steve as he leaned back in his seat, looking up at Steve.
He was already walking out, "Call S.W.A.T., don't let him escape."
"Roger that Captain." Tony said with sarcasm in his voice. He turned back to the computer and called S.W.A.T. quickly, he told them location and to hurry.
Steve had his suit in in a matter of seconds and his shield was ready, "Do you need me to come?" Natasha asked as she stood up, Clint right beside her, "I'll come too." And with that the archer was out of the living room and going to get his suit on.
"I want you to stay here and stay safe." Steve said as he clipped his belt together, he looked up to Natasha.
Natasha walked the same way Clint went, "Natasha," Steve said with a defeating voice, she ignored him completely.
Steve had no choice but to wait, it didn't take long for the two to come back. Full suited up and their weapons ready. The three of them made it down to Tony's garage and soon were all on or in their cars, Steve took his motorcycle that he kept at Tony's place and Clint and Natasha took Clint's car.
Steve was driving quickly, he needed to handle this. Bucky was finally here and he could talk to him without the interruption of the police or S.W.A.T...
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Bucky looked around the dark alley, "Are you sure this is the way to Avengers tower?" He whispered, just incase anyone was around. Which no one was, but you had to be careful.
"Yes, I have been in New York for some of my life, I know the way to Stark Towers." She replied back in a whisper, Bucky ducked down a bit lower.
He had an uneasy feeling in his gut, like they were being followed. But he didn't want to set off a false alarm, suddenly a voice called out, "Stay right where you are."
Bucky and Abigail froze immediately, then a bunch of lights shine on them from the ground level. Abigail squinted, but dare not move.
She saw guns pointed at them from every direction, "We have you surrounded, if you run, we shoot. If you move we shoot. If you do anything, we will kill you." The voice said again, then a bunch of men with machine guns walked up, keeping them pointed right at their heads.
Bucky barley breathed, this was it... He never got to apologize to Steve and he was going to be put in a jail cell to rot. Or maybe it was Ahl-Gharha coming for them again, but he killed that man... So that wasn't it.
Some of the men snuck around Abigail and behind Bucky, they hit him sharply on the head, causing him to cry out and sink to his knees. Some of the men came up and cuffed him strongly and proceeded to beat him up, clearly they knew who he was and what he had done. Bucky raised his hands up to protect his head, then one of the men stepped on his right arm, slamming it down on his metal arm.
Abigail heard a crunching noise and Bucky once more cry out in pain.
"Stop it." She yelled at them as she tried to pull one away, they hit her in the gut and someone grabbed her on the back of the head and pulled her arms behind her back and handcuffed her.
Abigail felt the wolf coming on strongly, now wasn't the time for getting out of control. So she reined the wolf in, Abigail growled lowly as she tested the cuffs, not pure silver. Only the coating was which burned her skin.
Bucky's eyes flicked over to look in Abigail's eyes, his were filled with pain and fear.
Abigail's rage went to a whole new level when she saw the pain in his eyes. Her transformation was so fast that she didn't even feel the cuffs cutting into her circulation. She pulled her paws part as the chain holding the cuffs together broke. The sword straps loosened up as she got bigger, Abigail howled loud and long at the moon before pulling her swords out and cutting them.
Her eyes caught a glimpse of their uniforms, S.L.A.S.H. She didn't care what that meant, she just kept slicing and ignoring the bullets that pelted her skin, 'This is who I am. Black Blade.' She thought as her swords cut neatly through the men.
After all of them had been taken care of, she went over to Bucky, "I'll get you out." She said as she knelt down beside him and gripped both of his arms. Abigail closed her eyes as she pulled his arms apart, he cried out in pain and she heard a chain link snap. He looked up at her with thankfulness in his eyes. Bucky's hand went up an touched her wolf face, more headlights appeared.
"Go, I'll be fine." He said, his blue eyes soft. Abigail started to protest, "But Bucky-"
"Go. NOW!" He yelled as he pushed her face away from his. She reluctantly turned and climbed up the latter of a building, Abigail looked down at Bucky and then up at the half moon and let out a loud howl, and then she was off in the night.
Bucky turned to face his attackers, he may only have one arm, but at least Abigail was safe. He didn't want her paying for his crimes, she had gotten him this far... he'll do the same. Bucky wished they didn't have to get rid of the bag that held his pistol, that would be ready helpful right now.
"Bucky." Some one called, his eyes flashed in confusion as he raised his hand up to block the light, Captain America stood there with two people behind him. He couldn't make out their faces.
The way he stood, struck fear in Bucky. For once in his life, he was afraid of Captain America.
Bucky's breath caught in his throat and he stumbled back, he was here. Right in front of him and calling his name, his metal arm felt the back of a wall and he was trapped right here with no where to go...
Could he trust him?
"Bucky," Steve called again, this time softer, his best friend's eyes were wild and his right arm was pulled to his side.
Dead bodies were scattered and pulled into pieces on the ground, blood decorated the concrete, Steve didn't really acknowledged it, "Bucky." He said again as he set his shield down, then he pulled his mask off very quickly and dropped it by his shield.
Steve held up his hands and slowly walked over to Bucky, his best friend was trying to get away, but he was cornered against the wall.
If Steve got any closer, Bucky might strike out at him. Steve followed Bucky's wild look to the ladder, if he wanted to go.
Then he would let him, but then he would find him again. He would always find him and Steve would help Bucky.
Steve took a step away from him and allowed him to go up the ladder if he wanted, Steve's eyes were soft as he watched Bucky look from the ladder to Steve.
Bucky's expression softened and he looked down to his arm.
"We can fix that." Steve said as he too looked to Bucky's arm, the dark hair man took a step over to Steve and then another one.
Soon he was face to face with Steve, his arm reached out and touched Steve on his arm, as if he was making sure he was real, then Bucky pulled Steve into a strong embrace, Steve embraced him back, but was careful of his arm.
"I'm so sorry Steve." Bucky whispered into his ear, hot tears trickled down his cheeks, Steve shushed him almost immediately, "It's okay, you didn't know what your doing. But now you do..."
The two pulled away from each other, the smaller of the two that was standing behind Steve came up and put something in his side, he barely felt it.
He still tried to jerk away from her, but his whole body went numb and he couldn't move anything to get away. Steve's hand went to Bucky's back and was urging him on. The Winter Soldier stumbled slowly, he tried to get his mind back together, but sleep was tugging at him. And he hadn't slept for awhile, so he just gave into it and his eyes closed and he fell into Steve.
Steve pick up his friend and looked to Natasha, "Sorry. It was a bit of an over dose." She said as she held up an empty needle, "It's fine. I feel better with him like this," he just didn't want Bucky to just suddenly attack Clint or Natasha because he didn't know them that well, Steve opened door to the car and got in the backseat, ducking his head and making sure to keep Bucky's head down.
As soon as the two got in, he put Bucky on the other side and tossed the keys to Clint, the archer caught it and walked to Steve's motorcycle and got on. Steve just hoped he knew how to drive it.
Natasha got in the driver's spot and buckled up once she put the keys in, "Your sure you wanna do this?" She asked as she looked back at Steve, he was kinda cramped in the back beside a passed out Bucky, he almost didn't know what she she was talking about, then he looked to Bucky and realised she was talking about him.
"Yeah, we'll be fine."
"Alright, got your shield?" She asked as she brushed a lock of hair away from her eyes and she looked in the mirror at the super soldier. Steve nodded, "Clint got it for me."
"He put it where?"
"In the back trunk." Steve said as he adjusted Bucky to the right angle so the seatbelt didn't choke him, it felt good to have his friend back.
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A FEW MINUTES LATER
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They arrived at Stark's tower with Steve still carrying Bucky in his arms, the three of them walked to the elevator and Steve pressed the hundredth floor, Clint leaned past Steve and Natasha and pressed the eighty-fifth floor.
Steve gave him a disapproving look, the Holding Cell floor was what is was called. It was where the Avengers kept their bad guys, "He's not evil." Steve said as the elevator went up, "Please, I wanna keep Natasha safe." Clint whispered.
Steve was sure that Natasha heard and was clearly offend, because she turned to face the window. Steve motioned with his head at Natasha, Clint turned and went over to her. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Natasha pull away from him and say something short that Steve didn't hear.
The doors opened to the Holding Cell floor, Steve pressed the closed doors button and they closed. The elevator continued up, Clint came to stand beside Steve,his posture was stiff. Steve knew Bucky wasn't evil, he'd never do something like that.
Clint sighed and pulled something out of his pocket, "If this means anything to you..." He said as he gave Steve a piece of cloth that said 'S.L.A.S.H.' on it, Steve put Bucky down on his two feet and checked out the cloth.
It looked like it had come from a bullet proof vest, Steve frowned and ran his thumb over it, S.L.A.S.H. what did it mean? Red Skull was dead so it couldn't be right if it was his, plus he called his thing HYDRA.
Steve saw him get sucked up to space that one day, "I don't know." Steve said with a shake of his head as he gave it back to Clint, he took it and stuffed it in his pockets. He didn't want to worry about anything right now, today was the day for a Redemption Plan.
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ONE A.M. IN THE MORNING
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Bucky's mouth opened as he let out a groan, his head spun quickly and he closed his mouth so he wouldn't puke all over himself.
The night terror came back and hit him in the gut, it was gruesome and gory.
Bucky had killed Steve for real and there had been another him tell him that what he had done was a good thing.
Now Steve Rogers was dead, and HYDRA could rule again, and Abigail would rule by his side.
Then Bucky tipped over to the side of the bed and puked, the puked some more and more, he missed Abigail.
Where was Steve?
Why couldn't he see Steve?
He felt a hand on his back and on his chest and he managed to stop while stumbling over to the bathroom, Bucky was led over to the toilet. Steve, that was Steve.
He couldn't even stop himself any more, Bucky puked all over his shirt and his neck and got some on the toilet before he got some in it.
After a few more minutes of puking, Bucky allowed a hand to guide him to the shower. He pulled his shirt off sloppily and then stepped into the shower, not caring about the rest of his clothes.
Bucky put his head on the shower wall and let the water wet him and the rest of his clothes, he heard someone asking him to take his pants and underwear off, he couldn't tell who's voice it was, but he did it anyway.
He was used to orders and he did just that, he let the wet clothes fall out of his hand and onto the bathroom floor. Bucky turned his chest to the water and let it run all over his chest and then his face and hair, the water was warm, very warm. Like the feeling of blood...
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Steve woke to sounds of puking, his eyes opened and he kicked the covers off and went over to his friend, "It's okay Bucky." He murmured as he put a hand on his back and then on his chest, "Come on," he took his friend to the bathroom.
Steve turned away from Bucky and turned the shower on to a warm temperature, soon his friend was done and Steve showed him to the shower, Bucky was a mess, throw up was on his neck and chest, his chin and shirt. Bucky took off his shirt then Steve picked it up and waited patiently until he was sure that Bucky was okay, "Bucky, take of your pants and underwear and drop them outside of the shower."
His friend did that with his metal arm, then it disappeared back into the shower and Steve picked it up, tomorrow him and Natasha would help him with everything.
At nine o'clock at night, after Steve had gotten Bucky in some new clothes and put him in bed, he and Natasha talked and decided to keep Bucky away from the public and away from Tony and the rest of the Avengers.
They also decided that medication and therapy would be good for him too, he had talked to Tony about the cloth and he said he didn't know anything about the people that were there.
"I told you not to call the police or S.W.A.T.." Steve had said to Tony.
"Honestly I had no idea." Tony had said with a shrug and a look out the window. Steve had crossed his arms and looked Tony up and down, then he said this, "Tony I think you should take a vacation in Florida."
Then Tony had looked to him and gave him a 'what are you thinking?!' Kind of face.
"Well I think you and Pepper should take a few months off."
"Pepper is in Hawaii." Tony had said with a frown.
"Perfect, you and her can go there and have a little vacation for a while and me, Natasha and Clint will keep an eye on this place." Steve had said as he turned Tony around and pushed him to the elevator, "Steve, I'm not so sure this is a good idea."
"This is a perfect idea, I will have your little robot thingy- what's his name?"
"Ultron."
"Yeah Ultron, and I will have him bring you all your stuff, I'm sure you can have someone fly to to Hawaii, here how about Happy." Steve said as he pressed Happy's room floor number then the roof button and stepped out, "Bye Tony have fun," And then Tony was gone for at least three months.
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Steve walked to the elevator and went to the floor below them and found the washing machine and put Bucky's clothes in before going back up and going over to the couch and sitting down on it, his eyes closed as he leaned his head back on the back of the couch. Steve felt something warm touch his neck and he opened his eyes and looked to the left to see Natasha's hand on his neck.
Then she put both hands on his shoulders and started to massage it gently, Steve just closed his eyes and let out a small groan.
Taking care of Bucky was going to be like taking care of a special needs child, Steve sighed and opened his eyes.
"I'm gonna get an apartment for me, you and Bucky." He said as he looked up at her, "Oh yeah?" She asked him with a smile, "What makes you think I'll help you raising Bucky? Again.."
"I need the help and you just wouldn't leave me hanging would you?" Steve asked as he closed his eyes one more, "No, I wouldn't." She said into his ear, causing him to shiver at her warm breath.
"I have to do something." He said as he stood up, her hands dropped to her side. Then he disappeared back into Bucky and his room. Awhile later he appeared and went over to Natasha and smiled, "We will start apartment hunting in the morning. We will also leave Bucky here with Clint while we do it because he needs more sleep."
Natasha smiled up at Steve, "Okay..."
"Goodnight." Steve said as he bent down and kissed her gently on the head, then he went over to his room and shut the door.
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THE NEXT MORNING.
Bucky woke and looked around the room and realised he saw alone, "NO!" He yelled as he stood up quickly, nearly tripping over the covers, but he managed to jump over them.
Steve's bed was empty and neatly made, the way he always made it before a mission. How did he know that was Steve's bed?
He didn't know, it just felt right to know.
Bucky burst through the door, neatly ripping off the handle with his metal arm. The former villain looked around, he saw a couch and a TV. (Thanks to Abigail, he knows what it is.) He looked to his right and saw an elevator, he looked to the left and saw a counter top and some bar stools seats with a man sitting on one of them.
The man held a newspaper in his hand and a coffee mug in the other and he was giving Bucky a quizzled look, his nose was slightly crooked and his eyes were looking him up and down. The man had medium brown hair with blue eyes, then the man spoke, "So your The Winter Soldier?"
Bucky narrowed his eyes at the man, he didn't like him already, "Where is Steve?" Bucky asked as he tightened his metal hand into a fist, the man's eyes narrowed back, "He went out."
Confusion showed on Bucky's face briefly, but then that quickly disappeared, "Where?"
"Out." The man replied back as he looked back to his newspaper and took a sip of his coffee mug, but Bucky could feel the man still watching him from the corner of his eye. Who was this guy?
Could he trust him?
Where's Abigail?
"Where am I?" He asked as he walked over to a long window that covered almost half of the room, he looked down and took a step back.
Down there was a very long drop, it dropped into a busy street and other towers below it.
"Avengers Towers."
"What?" He asked as he turned to face the man, "Avengers Towers." The man replied with a shrug.
Bucky opened his mouth but didn't say anything, so now this was Avengers Towers. If Steve was here, then this might be Stark Towers.
Then his mind went back to last night, "Abigail?" He said as he turned back around to face the window, he looked down and searched for her, he knew he couldn't see anyone's face. But he would recognize her, right?
But no, everything looked like specks, he couldn't see anyone's features. Just their clothes.
"By the way, I'm Clint. And Steve, he just went to go look for apartments for you and him and Natasha." He said as he turned around to face Bucky, "Listen dude, we'll help you get through- get through what ever you need to get through..."
"I'm-I'm James." James said as he turned to face him, now this guy was being friendly... why?
"I know... so let's hang. But first you, should eat."
Bucky nodded and followed him to the kitchen. He hoped where ever Abigail was, she was safe.
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EIGHT WEEKS LATER
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Steve and Natasha had found a suitable place for the three of them to live, three bedrooms, two baths.
A kitchen, living room, a den and sixteen thousand square feet. It was a pretty big place and Bucky was glad for the space. He had been going to therapist and taking medication, but the nightmares were still there, they weren't as bad as before.
But every now and then he'd have one and worry Steve to death, but other than that he was fine.
Steve woke to the sound of voices in the middle of the night, it was probably just Natasha watching her TV show.
He got up, she must've fallen asleep and left the TV on.
Steve was very happy with Bucky's progress, he hadn't tried to kill anyone in eight weeks, but he had almost choked the life out of Steve. Well that counts as trying to kill some one, but he was still asleep when Steve had gone to check on him. And then he knocked Natasha out a couple times, he wondered why they were still friends. But that didn't matter at least he hasn't been trying to kill people out in the street.
The first time they had let him out of the apartment after three weeks of him being in, Steve was more nervous then a kid on their first day of school. But Bucky behaved himself and actually enjoyed sightseeing, which was a relief for Steve. Steve had no time to enjoy himself, with being nervous and keeping Bucky away from roads, little kids and punk teenagers.
Which was hard because they were everywhere. When the three of them went to the park, Natasha and Steve had sat down and watched Bucky walk around the park.
Bucky had probably felt like a normal person for once, he was wearing a white t shirt with a jean jacket and jeans on. He wore black boots even though it was warm out, the man had been wearing some fake skin to keep his metal arm hidden.
When Bucky was looking around the park, his eyes came to rest on a tree, Steve had followed his gaze and found nothing, that was when Bucky turned around and came back to them, telling them that he was ready to eat.
Then they went to a pizza place called Streets of New York. Bucky said it was good, he loved the pizza, Bucky had told them that with a mouth full of pizza and he was smiling. Then Natasha had told him to chew with his mouth shut and no talking with his mouth full.
Steve smiled at the memory and him not paying attention to the dark apartment, he ran into a coffee table. It grazed him making him frown, he turned quickly and caught a picture before it fell on the ground. The voices were getting smaller now that he was walking away from Bucky's room, Steve stopped to listen.
"They finally allowed you to have a phone?" Some one asked.
"Yeah, but it only texts and I can only play games. Oh and take pictures." Steve heard Bucky say, someone was in Bucky's room!
"But I have no idea how to use the camera..." Bucky said, Steve jogged back to Bucky's room quietly. Bucky's room was in between Natasha's and Steve's, and Bucky never woke up in time for breakfast and always went back to his room to sleep some more... so he was up always at night? How long had this been happening? Steve grabbed the door handle and forced the door open, Bucky was sitting cross legged on his bed looking down at his phone.
And there was this woman, the girl with the swords! Though she wasn't wearing her mask and was wearing a tank top with jeans and her swords.
Now Bucky and the girl was both looking at him, horror plastered on Bucky's face as he looked at Steve, the girl was out of the opened window in a split second.
"Abigail," Bucky said as he reached for her foot, but he was too late. The girl was gone, then Bucky turned to Steve and growled at him, "I told you not to come into my room at night!" He yelled as he picked up a knife that was laying by his bedside table and threw it at Steve, Steve shut the door and heard the knife hit.
Then he opened the door, "Who was that?" He demanded, but Steve knew very well who that was.
"She's my friend." Bucky shot at him, his blue eyes burning in anger.
"Why is she here in the middle of the night? Talking to you when your supposed to be sleeping!" Steve shot back, his eyes burning in anger as well. Then Steve's tone softened, "Why wouldn't you tell me?"
"Because-"
"Is it because you don't trust me?" Steve said, anger now seeping into his system.
"I trust you I just-"
"You just what?" Steve cut in, "Huh? You just what Bucky?" Then Steve frowned, "You don't get to see her for the rest of the week and you don't get to go out."
Bucky's face turned to shock, he stood up and walked over to Steve, looking up slightly at him, "You can't do that." He hissed in anger, Steve could tell that Bucky was fearful for it happening.
"Who's the taller one, stronger one and able to take you down in seconds?" Steve asked as he crossed his arms and glanced down at Bucky.
"Who's the older one and has a metal arm?" Bucky asked.
"And a still healing broken arm?" Steve said as his eyes narrowed again. That night eight weeks ago, they had fixed it. But Steve didn't put Bucky's arm in a cast, because he didn't like it.
Bucky didn't say anything, man did he have a slow healing rate, it was healed. But not as good as it was before so he was laying off with pressing his hand into anything, Doc said if he pushed in it would break and this time couldn't be fixed, that reason was because of the broken arm that never healed the right way.
"I'm sorry Steve." Bucky said as he went and sat on his bed, though he knew it wouldn't help anything. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Steve shake his head, the blonde haired man walked over to the window and closed it.
Then he locked it and pushed the bookcase in front of the window, "Get some sleep." Steve said, Bucky sighed and laid down. Life just wasn't fair.
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MORNING
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When Bucky woke he went to the kitchen and sat down at the table, Natasha had just finished some pancakes and was drizzling syrup on them.
She turned around and smiled at Bucky, Natasha set the pancakes down and then set down a glass of milk and an apple, and a piece of bacon.
The dark haired man nodded his thanks and took his fork and knife and started to eat his pancakes. Then Steve walked out wearing a suit, he walked over to Natasha, "Uh can you help me...?"
Bucky heard Steve ask, must've been Steve's tie, he couldn't tie a tie to save his life.
It was kinda funny, back in the day..
Natasha started to tie Steve's tie, then finished tying it, "Where are you off too today?" She asked him as she looked up at Steve, his hair was parted to the right with a little comb over. His suit was all nice and the shirt underneath the jacket was a light blue and the rest was black.
"Job interview," Steve said with a smile, his eyes slid to Bucky briefly and Bucky gave Steve his most innocent face.
Steve frowned at Bucky and took the coffee Natasha handed him, he leaned down and whispered something in her ear and Natasha's eyes slid over to Bucky.
The man lowered his eyes to the plate, he started to fork his food around.
Suddenly losing his appetite, Bucky looked up, "May I be excused?" Natasha nodded and Bucky stood, going to his room without putting his plate in the dishwasher.
"Don't let him out tonight." Steve said to Natasha and then he was gone.
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SIX-THIRTY P.M.
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Bucky looked out of his room, hearing Natasha's laugh and the TV show say something, he snuck close to the back of the couch and silently put Natasha in choke hold.
The redhead struggled and tried to get out, but Bucky was stronger. He was sure she got a look of his metal arm, he didn't care, he just needed to see Abigail.
After Natasha stopped moving, Bucky did it for a few more seconds before letting her go and opening the door.
He ran out, not bothering to shut the door completely. Then he was gone into the night.
Steve walked up the stairs, fumbling with his keys.
Natasha had promised him that she would make some casserole for the three of them, when Steve reached the top of the stairs, his mouth fell opened and he ran into his apartment.
Steve looked around and found Natasha lying on her side on the couch, her eyes fluttered as Steve touched her shoulder, "What happened?" He asked as he helped her sit up.
Bucky was no where to be found.
"Bucky... he....ran..." she said as she tried to catch her breath, "Go..." she said as she waved him away.
Steve ran to his room and grabbed his shield, he pulled his jacket off and his tie, then he was out of the apartment in a flash and was down the stairs and out of the apartment building.
He looked around and turned to the right, Bucky had once told him that he wanted to see the park at night. Maybe he would be there, Steve's legs carried him as fast as he could, soon he arrived at the park.
In the middle of the park was Bucky, his hands were on the girl with the swords hips and his forehead was touching her forehead. The two's breath was foggy on each other, their lips were inches apart.
Moonlight was around them in the dark park. Their lips touched in a passionate kiss, the girl's arms went up around Bucky's neck as he pulled her closer to him. Steve smiled softly and turned around, he'd come back when he was ready to.
A FEW DAYS LATER
Bucky walked out of his bedroom as Steve walked into the apartment, he was looking giddy as he walked up to Bucky, "Guess what."
"Hmh?" Bucky asked as he looked up to Steve, the blonde haired man was dressed in a t shirt and and khakis.
"We're going to California!"