"Promise, Steve, Promise me, that you never let me go." I gasp out, as I turn my face to look at him, while taking hold of the back of his head, entangling with the short blond hair.

"I promise, Bucky. By my life, I swear I'll never let you go." He said, then sealed the promise with a kiss as everything dissolved into love and care for each other.


The morning sun is now filtering through a gap in the curtain as I wake up and everything that had happened last night as it all comes back to me as I remember what last night had been like for me.

We had made love and yet deep down, something hadn't felt right about it, as though he was keeping something from me, that he didn't want to tell me.

Had Stark, threaten him and told me to stay way from me, because of my past. I didn't know the answer to that question and it was making scared at the fact.

He was moving away from me, with each step, he took in the opposite direction. I get off the sofa and head to the bathroom, deciding I need a shower to calm my nerves, as well as think about what is happening between Steve and me.

The shower water, is lukewarm, as I tilt my head back to allow it run down my body and sigh softly, as it washes away the grime and dirt on my skin. Turning around, I now lean against the tiled wall of shower as I now feel like maybe that Stark, was right about me.

I was no longer the friend from Steve's past, but someone else that no longer remembered the times that had been shared between each other. Had, I not fallen into that abyss, then maybe things would be different and I wouldn't be like this - the man, with metal arm and Russia's top most Assassin.