In From The Cold

by BRB9000

"Bucky always liked the cold. He like the way the cold wind whipped through is hair, and stung his nose. He liked the snow, and the quiet that it brought." Captain America: The First Avenger / Captain America: The Winter Soldier Fic. It's very short :)

Okay, so this is a short one... Enjoy! Please R&R:)

Bucky always liked the cold. He like the way the cold wind whipped through is hair, and stung his nose. He liked the snow, and the quiet that it brought. Bucky loved the cold.

During his days as an assassin for Hydra, he was called the winter soldier, not because he liked the cold, but because of the cold he was found in, the cold, snowy mountains of Switzerland.

So many nights he was forced to walk through the cold, snowy mountains of Russia. He became familiar with the way snow looked when blood poured over it.

The cold became all he knew. Cryo-freeze, and cold hands grabbing him, prepping him, hurting him. When they would take his memories, all he could remember was the pain and cold from the metal they used to tie him down, and the metal that encased his head.

But he found Steve, or Steve found him. It had been... warm. Steve was warm, and helped return the memories the cold had taken. Steve gave him warmth. Warm memories, warm feelings. With Steve, he was home. Bucky no longer liked the cold.