Steve sat anxiously watching as the quinjet landed. He watched Natasha walk off the jet, and Bucky walked close behind. He looked different. Steve was a little confused. Bucky looked more confident. His shoulders were thrown back casually. His hair was ruffled. His face was relaxed into what could be a smile. Natasha was a little more tense, but when she glanced back, her face transformed. She looked like a completely different person. She looked happy, content, at peace.
"What's going on? How'd you find him?" Steve asked as they got close.
"Steve, I didn't quite know how to tell you before-" Natasha started, but Bucky cut her off.
"Nat and I were lovers during her days with the Red Room. We went on missions together, we trained together, and we got dangerously close to love," Bucky proclaimed boldly. Steve's mouth fell open, and he stared at them in shock.
"He didn't remember me before. I almost didn't dare to hope that he'd be at our old meeting place now. But he was. He was waiting in our old room. I didn't say anything before because I knew he was having enough trouble remembering you. I didn't want to add on any more troubles for him," Natasha explained.
"Wow," was all Steve could say.
"I was dreaming of her. I woke myself up when the temperatures got too warm. I broke out, and I was a little confused when I escaped. I wiped the footage because I didn't want you all trying to track me. But I knew where I needed to go. I knew that it had to be where Nat could find me. She was all I could think about. Everything was coming back to me so quickly," Bucky told him. Steve looked back and forth between the two, his brain still trying to comprehend their words. Natasha slipped her hand into Bucky's.
"Captain, I see they have returned," T'Challa said, coming up behind Steve. He looked between the two and noticed their hands. Smiling, he looked at Steve.
"They-" Steve said, still in shock. He motioned at the two of them.
"They make a very fine couple," T'Challa nodded.
"Yeah. They do," Steve agreed, finally, managing to get more words out. He took a deep breath. Finally smiling, he looked at the two people who meant the most to him in the world.
"I'm happy you found each other again. Out of all of the people in the world, you two deserve happiness," he said.
"Thanks, Steve," Natasha said, hugging him. Bucky hugged him too.
"You're still a punk," he whispered to Steve. That really made Steve smile.
"Still a jerk," he whispered back. Bucky stepped back and put his arm around Natasha proudly. Nat smiled, content. This is where she was supposed to be. With the men she loved.
A/N: Little throwback to the first Captain America there at the end. Hope you enjoyed reading as much as I did writing!