Origin

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The story-CH3:

Nobody knew surgent Barnes better than Captain Rogers, as no one knew Steve better than Bucky, either. As a result, Steve chose a same time at the same location as the last time. He didn't bother to try an earlier time for anything else, such as to stop Bucky from taking part in that action, or to stop him from going on that train.

Bucky could never prevent a skinny little guy from falsifying his enlistment form for joining the army; neither could Steve prevent an acrophobic sniper who was usually hiding invisible to enemies from going onto the train for protecting his little guy from Brooklyn. They tried to stop each other from doing things they thought stupid, yet they were both willing to do anything more stupid for each other.

Finally Steve stepped on the handrail once more. He reached out his hand as much as possible to Bucky. Steve trembled for the possibility of losing Bucky again, yet he forced himself to stay calm. He would not waste his second opportunity, and this time he would never let Bucky fall into abyss just in front of him. No, never. Steve Rogers would never allow his most important person to disappear in such a brutal way.

Steve was about to ask Bucky to catch his hand, yet before he did that he reminded himself by striking himself in the mind—whatever Zola had done might help Bucky survive the falling, but less than enough to make a completed Winter Soldier. Bucky was still an ordinary human being at the moment, which meant, Bucky now was not the fearful Winter Soldier who could rival Captain America himself.

Steve had seen the things Bucky had to face after his fell, one time was more than enough. He clenched his teeth, and he gathered all his firmness, which was even more than he had gathered on the helicarriers for stopping that Project Insight. Steve moved his right hand before stretched forward to catch Bucky with his left hand.

At the same second the handrail Bucky just held broke and fell down to the mountains.

Captain Rogers saw a charming and warm smile on the face of his sniper before Bucky suddenly shot at the place behind him with his shooter. Steve didn't look behind at once, he had the faith that his back was always secure if only Bucky was with him. He pulled Bucky up, and then kicked at the dead body of the enemy who wanted to attack him from behind carelessly.

Leading by Captain America, the Howling Commandos went back with mission accomplished and Zola caught. Steve cut the ceremony together with Bucky, and they found a place far from the crowd with a few bottles of beer in both of their pockets. They shared the beer, they shared some talk, and they shared a peace and relax time together. If possible, they would also share a night, which means, thought Steve, he could sleep with Bucky, in a pure, friendly way, like they had done numerous times before the war began.

Steve was just about to believe himself succeeded this time. He thought he would be standing up to enemies, to blood and fire, with Bucky by his side. Surgent Barnes should had been the closest friend as well as the best partner of Captain Rogers. And if allowed by fortune, Steve permitted himself to dream about more. However, even the friend part was good enough, since Bucky was at least alive. Neither death nor Hydra had taken Bucky away from him, and Steve was quite contented.

Till that stubborn handsome young man insisted to follow him on the plane heading to the Arctic Ocean carrying dangerous weapon that could destroy New York. Steve was ready to be frozen in the ice layer older than history of mankind, and he was not afraid at all, because of Bucky being with him. Bucky seemed relax and calm that he could even make jokes occasionally, as if they were not throwing themselves into the embrace of death but some passionate pretty girls back in New York.

Bucky is here. Bucky is by my side. Bucky is with me till the end…Bucky! Steve quivered in mind suddenly. Winter Soldier had been frosted and defrosted for many times, but the Bucky Barnes next to him was not Winter Soldier yet. He hadn't been given serum yet. Steve didn't know whether what Zola did to him would help him survive the seventy or even more years, but he dare never risk losing Bucky.

It was not the loneliness or ice that made the brave Captain America afraid, it was the probable that one day he might suffer the fact that the soul of his most important person—his beloved one, had gone to another world with his body still in his arms.

Steve never dared even try that probability of Bucky to survive.

He pressed on the button of the micro remote-control unit at the moment he felt the coldness of the ocean.


-TBC-