After months and months of searching, it had led up to this. Steve stood in the hallway in front of a Brooklyn apartment. The paint on the door was peeling and the number was hanging crooked off of the door. Through the door muffled music could be heard.

"You sure that this is the place? Looks a bit run down." Sam leans against the door frame. "All my sources point to this apartment and my sources are never wrong." Natasha glared at Sam.

Steve shifted his weight to the other foot.

"You okay Steve?" Natasha asks. "What if Bucky isn't, well , Bucky? Last time I saw him he wasn't okay. I mean I'm just happy that he's alive but…" "Steve," Natasha put her hand on Steve's arm, "It will be okay."

Steve nodds. "Ready?" He nods again.

Natasha signals 1,2,3 on her hands and they prepare to move in. Sam pushes in on the door and it swings open. The music is understandable now.

This is gospel for the fallen ones

Locked away in permanent slumber

They looked in on the apartment, inside was a crappy couch and an old TV. Laying on the couch was Bucky. He had his arm over his face, he seemed not to notice that they had entered.

Assembling their philosophies

From pieces of broken memories

He was singing along is a low, deep, voice. Steve stared at Bucky in astonishment.

Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart

Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds

But they haven't seen the best of us yet

Bucky sits up and looks at the three of them in astonishment. He opened his mouth as if to say something but was cut off when the music swelled.

If you love me let me go

If you love me let me go

'Cause these words are knives and often leave scars

The fear of falling apart

And truth be told, I never was yours

The fear, the fear of falling apart

"Steve?" Steve nods. "Bucky."

They both smiled dopily.

Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart

"It's good to be home again." Steve smiles again.

"What?" Bucky chokes his head.

"Wherever you are is home."

Don't try to sleep through the end of the world

And bury me alive

'Cause I won't give up without a fight

Bucky nodded, he was home again.