Parcours

“We have to live without sympathy, don’t we? That’s impossible, of course. We act it to one another, all this hardness; but we aren’t like that really. I mean … one can’t be out in the cold all the time; one has to come in from the cold.”― John le Carré, The Spy Who Came in from the ColdBucky, if this is really him, is dangerous, not just because he’s got a fucking metal arm that can rip up highways, rip out steering wheels, rip off Sam’s fucking wings, but because Bucky makes Steve blind. And if anyone were to use it to their advantage, then the rest of the world is well and truly fucked.In which reconciliation is attempted, memories are processed, goons are murdered, and we pretend that canon past Winter Soldier doesn't exist. I present to you yet another Hunt For The Bucky fic, in which healing isn't always straightfoward and there is a whole lot of internal monologuing.

There's a lot of warnings in the tags - these are for the entire work.The warnings that apply for this chapter are: depersonalization, brainwashing, torture, violence.More detailed notes at the end.