Steve was on the couch watching T.V. at James's with Clint, Pietro, and Wanda. They were watch the OC, a soap opera Wanda really liked. James was at work and Steve had already visited him for breakfast. Natasha was also at work, since it was summer now she had more time to work, she really enjoyed her job; she worked as a ballet instructor at a dance school for young children, she loved teaching the kids. It was nice, he spent more time at that house but no one seemed to mind.

When a commercial came on Clint spoke, "Hey, Steve, I have a question for you." Steve hummed, "Shoot, Barton," Steve was not ready for the question that came out of the younger man's mouth, "You're not hanging around Jimmy because he looks like your dead soulmate, right?" Steve tried to laugh it off, "Think I'd still be hanging around here when he was gone if that was the case? I happen to enjoy all of your guys' company for who you guys are." Clint hummed but Pietro spoke up, "I mean you have a fair point there, but the fact that he also shares the same exact name was your supposedly 'dead' soulmate is also kind of red flag."

Then of course Wanda had to have her share of input, "Looks just like him, has the same exact name, middle name and all, and he just happens to not have any of his memory pry to when he was pulled out a damn cryogenic chamber. I mean not to mention his tattoos, you were born in Brooklyn in 1918, there's your shield, sparkler that makes out the Cancer constellation, you're a Cancer born on the fourth of fucking July, and the dog tags that have the initials S.G.R and you being Steven Grant Rogers. Then of course your tattoos matchup exactly to James himself but that's to be expected."

Steve's eyes widened, he really wasn't expecting this, "You guys been waiting three hours to gang up on me like this?" Clint hummed, "I mean it wasn't really planned but it's been bothering me. It seems like everyone but James had put the picture together and we wanted to know the truth." Steve sighed, "James is my soulmate, but I don't think it's the best idea to tell him, for now at least. It could up bad memories that he'll have trouble coping with. He was brainwashed by some very bad people and made to do horrible things, if you ask me he's lucky he can't remember a damn thing."

Pietro nodded, "You say it's best idea to tell him now, but when will a good time come up. I feel like it's better to do it sooner than later at this point, that is unless you never plan to tell him? Then you're just hurting him, we all know he's started to crave his soulmate and I'm more than willing to bet that he's told you all about it. You're so close and he seems to trust you more than anyone, which probably came like a second nature to him without noticing. He's probably going to get mad that you kept it a secret from him and if you don't tell him he'll go his whole life suffering. Then of course you're one wrong touch away from him finding out for himself. You're playing a dangerous game here, Steve."

Steve came here for a good time but he's feeling so attacked right now, he knew they all had both his and James's best interests in mind, but it didn't make the choice he had to make any easier. Steve looked at the others and said, "You're all right and have a valid point. I've been pushing it aside for months because I've been scared and wanted to protect James, but I know before telling him anything that he's going to be mad. If having our soul marked hands touch doesn't fill him with horrible memories he's going to immediately feel betrayed. But you guys have to understand how hard this is."

Clint nodded, "We get it, buddy, you really want to protect Jimmy. I'm sure we'd all have the same issues if we were in your shoes but please know that you're both our friends and you, my friend, are suffering. There are so many times where you look like you want to tell Jimmy everything, you want him to remember, you want him to know that his soulmate is right next to him and he has no need to worry like he does sometimes. But I think that when he gets home tonight you should tell him." Steve nodded, "You're right, I think I'll do just that." Pietro nodded, "Alright, but for now give me that controler, Seinfeld reruns are on right now."

They just sat around most of the day watching whatever was on. At some point Clint remembers he has the last few episodes of America's Next Top Model taped and he needs to catch up. Pietro watches his soulmate who gets over excited over the show and he laughs when Clint gets overset when things take a turn he doesn't like. Wanda rolls her eyes at Clint when she disagrees with him over their opinions on some of the models. Steve doesn't care too much for the show so he pulls out his sketchbook and starts to sketch his favorite model, Mercedes, in an outfit he thought she'd look really cute in. Pietro looked over at Steve's sketch and said, "That looks really good, Steve, where'd you learn to draw like that?"

Steve looked up Pietro and then back down at his drawing, "Oh, I taught myself. I had a fair amount of free time when I was younger. I've had a lot of free time now. I mean I was gonna get a job, but then the government is like, Rogers don't get a job. I technically work for the government but they haven't needed me for anything. Peggy jokes that they're afraid I'll fly into the ocean again." Pietro nodded, "You could always sell your art, it's really good." Steve smiled, "Thanks, kid." Pietro nods and brings his attention back to Clint who is arguing with Wanda over something Steve doesn't want to get into.

It's 3:30 when James gets home to Pietro and Steve trying to break up a fight between Clint and Wanda. Clint yelling, "Leave April alone, you bitch!" Steve is holding Wanda back who looks like if she wasn't being held back she'd be strangling Clint. Pietro is standing in between them trying to calm them down but it's not working. James shuts the door, "It's not even 5 o'clock, guys. Can't a guy get in a beer before he witnesses a murder?" Steve let's go of Wanda and says, "I can get you a beer."

Wanda lunges forward and Pietro yells, "Steve!" Steve squeaks, "My bad," He grabs Wanda before she can get to Clint. James groans and walks over, "Clint, Wanda, it's just a damn show. Get over it, come on." Wanda stands down and Clint huffs. James smiles, "There, now come on, who wants a beer?" Steve smiles, "I'll go grab 'em." Steve let's go of Wanda who isn't actively trying to kill Clint. He walks to the kitchen and everyone looks at James. He looks back, "What, no welcome home? I work hard all day, come home to a fight, and all I get is stares? At least Steve offered to get me a beer and he doesn't even live here."

Clint looked hard at James as he remembers the earlier conversation they had with Steve and says, "Sorry, Jimmy, just wondering when you were gonna get a damn haircut. You look like a fucking hippie." James scoffed and Pietro nodded, "He's right, grandpa, you could use a trim at the very least." Wanda hummed, "What we're saying is if you don't get it cut soon we're going to sheer you like a sheep." James laughed, "Alright, I get it, I'll go to the barber tomorrow." Clint nodded, "Thank god, I thought you were trying to live out some weird fantasy you have of being Rapunzel." James just shook his head as he laughed.

Steve came back into the living room and said, "There's only four beers left but it's okay because I don't need one anyways." He handed the others a beer and Wanda said, "Thanks, Steve, but don't you have something to talk about with James?" Steve took a deep breath, "I do, thank you for the reminder, Wanda. Jimmy, can I talk to you alone?" James took a swig of his beer, "Sure thing, we can talk in my room." James leads Steve to his room so they could talk.

James sat down on his bed and Steve sat down on the chair by the wardrobe, "So I've been keeping some things from you, James. Some things that I should have told you a lot sooner, but I was afraid. I was told to be cautious when it came to you but I may have been too much so," James's brows furrow, "What do you mean, Steve? That's kind of vague," Steve nodded, "Well now that I'm trying to say it it's really hard to get the words out. Well remember the first day we met?" James nodded, "Well remember how that bald man came in asking for me and I had to leave?" James nodded again and Steve continued, "Well he had to talk to me about you."

James looked confused, "What about me?" Steve looked at his bare feet against the wooden floor, "Wel-" James cut him off, "You say well one more time, Rogers, and I'll knock your lights out." Steve laughed, "I know you wouldn't because you want to know what I'm getting at, you'd have to wait if you knocked me out." James just glares at him, "Alright, alright, as I was saying, do you remember the first thing I said to you?" James nodded, "To quote you exactly, 'Bucky?', you thought I was your dead soulmate."

Steve nodded, "For good reason because that's the thing, I know this about to sound really weird but I need you to listen to me. Listen to me with a completely open mind, can you do that for me, Jimmy?" James nodded and Steve continued, "Your names is James Buchanan Barnes, born March 10th, 1917. Look closely at your tattoos, Jimmy. The Captain America shield; Brooklyn 1918, I was born in Brooklyn in 1918; the sparkler with the Cancer constellation; I was born on the Fourth of July making me a Cancer; the paint because I'm an artist; the cross with 'Daniel 1:4'; I'm Christian; and the dog tags, S.G.R, my name is Steven Grant Rogers."

James looked so confused, he looked at his arm and back at Steve who continued, "You fell off a train and HYDRA found you. They brainwashed you and made you do terrible things, put you in a cryogenic chamber when they didn't need you. You have serum in you that makes you a super soldier. When they found you they told you it hadn't been that long, but the truth is it was sixty years. I haven't told you because I didn't want to overwhelm you but I feel like that's exactly what I'm doing right now." He decided it was best to just stop talking and give James a chance to take in what he's already said. James was looking at his tattoo and after a minute he looked up and laughed, "I mean that's a fuckng lot to process. I may not remember anything but I am aware who HYDRA is and I'm aware that anything they could have done wasn't good, anything they made me do wasn't good."

Steve nodded but didn't say anything. James took a deep breath, "I mean I do understand why you were scared to tell me, but it's honestly it's a little relieving because I thought I was going insane about the connection we seemed to have. I felt guilty because I didn't know my soulmate and thought your was dead. God, this really is a lot. Holy fuck I'm old. I mean this kind of explains why people, especially History majors, dear god, looked at me so weird." Steve said, "The part I was mostly scared about was not the whole telling you thing, I figured it couldn't go that bad. Although I expected you to feel a lot more betrayed. I mean it's a lot and I thought you might punch me, but what really scares me is touching you."

James once again looks at his right arm, "If we touch there will be a spark. It will spark the connection." Steve nods, "It could also spark unwanted memories from when you were under HYDRA's control." James sighs, "Well it looks like we have two options, either we touch and see what happens or we don't and we suffer knowing we're soulmates but we can't each other, I mean we can hold our unmarked hands but that's it really." Steve nodded, "In the end it's your decision because it affects you the most overall."

James nods, he spends a few minutes thinking it over. He knows what he could remember at that could really do a lot to his mental health, but he knows how strongly he felt for Steve not even knowing he was his soulmate, he was so drawn to him and there were multiple times when James did want to ask Steve to kiss him or even just hug him. Their connection is so strong he doesn't think the second option is too logical. He looked at Steve in the eyes, they were full of worry and confusion, he didn't want them to look like that. James decided and took a deep breath, "I think we should touch, we have a really strong connection and I don't think just not touching is logical. If I have to suffer then it will be worth it. If I feel this strong for you with only knowing you for a few months and not knowing you were my soulmate then I can't imagine what will happen with even a fraction of my memories."

Steve nodded, "Alright, should we do it now or do you want to wait?" James scoffed, "I think I've waited long enough, don't you?" Steve nodded, "Okay, so do we just-" James cut Steve off and grabbed his left hand and then there was the spark. James was suddenly hit by a wave of love, he loved Steve so much. Memories started to come back, but none of them were bad, they were all beautiful. James looked up at Steve who started at him with this look that made James feel safe, loved, happy, and completed.

Steve was so overwhelmed but he needed to stay strong in case something went wrong, but James just stared at him. He spoke, "Jimmy?" James shook his head, "Bucky." Steve let out a sound that almost sounded like a sob, "Buck, are you okay?" Bucky nodded, "I'm better than okay. I can only remember you and it's so beautiful. You're so beautiful, Steve. God, I love you, Stevie." Steve pulled Bucky in and hugged him tightly, "I love you too, Buck. I love you so much. I have missed you so much you don't even know." Bucky laughed, "That's not fair, Steve, and you know it, punk." Steve laughed back, "God you're such a jerk." They just stood there and held each other, happy to be able to hold their other half again. God, Steve thought, this is almost too good to be true.