He is Half My Soul, as the Poets Say

Bucky ran to the side of the train, reaching for Steve’s hand. “Hang on! Grab my hand!” He inched along the railing, making his way closer. Steve stretched out his hand as the metal that was supporting his weight failed. Time slowed to a complete stop as Bucky watched his best friend and companion fall into the ravine.Alternate Universe TFA where Steve falls into the ravine instead of Bucky.

I removed this fic from the internet many years ago, which I eventually came to regret. I haven't been able to stop thinking about Bucky Barnes since Brave New World (which he should've been more involved in), so I'm glad I had a copy of this saved for me to jump back into. I hated almost everything I had originally written (as one often does), and wanted to explore Bucky's character a little more, and how he might've done things differently than Steve had. Taking it one chapter at a time!