Steve was once again sitting next to your bed. He couldn't do this. He couldn't decide whether to let you off the machines. But he had to. Tony wouldn't speak to him; Nat was a mess and Bucky…let's just say Bucky wasn't really in there anymore.

Steve was supposed to decide by tomorrow. He held your hand in his, resting his forehead on the bed. "Ally, please sweetheart, don't make me do this. I can't do this. I love you so much. You're my best friend. I need a sign, something anything, to let me know you're still in there. Please." He sobbed. God he was so sick of crying. He calmed his breathing down, internally tell himself to fucking suck it up.

That's when he felt it. A twitch under his hand. A twitch that was coming from your hand. His head shot up, looking at you. Your eyes were fluttering. Your hand grasped his, hard. He called for a nurse, and she came running in about the time you started coughing. "She's trying to breathe over her vent, let's get it out!" The nurse said, calling for help.

"What's happening?" Steve asked frantically. "She's waking up Captain." The nurse told him. He looked back down at you, struggling to breathe until they finally got the tube out of your throat. You slowly opened your eyes, looking around until you found Steve.

"Hey. You look terrible." You joke, your voice barely more than a whisper. Steve bursts into tears and rests his chin on your forehead. "Oh my God." He whispers. "I wasn't sure you were ever gonna wake up."

"Neither was I." You told him. You almost didn't. The pull of staying in that perfect life you had was so tempting. Where nothing was wrong and you could live out your days with your perfect husband and children. But it wasn't real, and the real people you would have left behind is what pulled you back.

Dr. Cho entered the room and came right over to you, checking your pulse, eye movement, asking you questions about current events, if you knew who she was and if you knew who Steve, all questions you knew the answers too. Feeling satisfied with your answers and seeing nothing wrong with you medically, she still wanted to keep you for one more day, just to observe.

"I called Tony; he'll be down here in a minute." Steve told you, handing you a cup of water. And dammit, if that water wasn't the best thing you'd ever tasted in your whole life. "I'm so hungry, what do you say we sneak me in some pizza?" You asked Steve. He laughed and nodded, pulling out his phone to order it for you. You knew he was hiding something from you, just by the way he was acting. "Steve, where's Bucky?" You asked. Steve stilled, refusing to look up at you from his phone.

"Bucky's gone." Tony said from the doorway.

"What do you mean he's gone?" You asked, starting to panic. "Friday clocked him leaving the compound this morning on his bike, nobody knew he was gone until Sam went to check on him." Tony told you, looking down. You held out your hand and he walked over to you, pulling you into a hug, letting out a choked sob. "I'm so glad you're okay Ally." He whispered, kissing the top of your head. "Me too."

You glanced at the clock. "Okay, he's only been gone for a few hours, he can't have gotten far. See if Wanda can go out, get a feel for him." You told Steve. He just gave you a blank stare. "What?"

"Wanda hasn't left her room since you've been in here Ally. She feels so guilty about you healing her." Steve said softly. You sighed.

"Okay, get me out of this bed. Tony, I need clothes." You ordered. Both men just looked at you. "What the hell are you waiting for? Let's go, we have to find Bucky."

"Ally, I don't know what kind of state Bucky is gonna be in even if we do find him. He hasn't been back here since the second week, and he hasn't spoken a word to anyone. He's more Winter Soldier these days." Steve told you. Nodding, you swung your legs over the bed and tried to stand, Tony grabbing you by the waist when your legs decided to not work. "Are you okay buttercup?" He asked. You nodded. "Yeah, just give me a second. You stood for a few seconds, your legs remembering how to function, before taking a slow step toward the pile of clothes on the dresser.

Ignoring the protests from Dr. Cho, you insisted you would be fine, and that you'd even come back in for more testing after you found Bucky, if that's what she wanted. Making your way slowly up to Wanda's door, with Steve's hand on your back and holding Tony's hand. You were still a little unsteady on your feet. You knocked on Wanda's door, and a few second went by before Pietro answered, eyes going wide at the sight of you. He opened the door, letting you in, unable to say anything.

Wanda was lying facing the wall, blankets pulled up to her chin. You sat down on the bed and laid a hand on her shoulder. "Hey Wands." You said softly. The younger girl jumped up and turned to face you. Tilting your head, you gave her a smile. "Did you miss me?" You asked. She responded by throwing her arms around your neck, tackling you to the bed.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for everything!" She cried into your shoulder. You wrapped your hands around her, running one through her hair. "Hey, shhh, it's okay, I'm okay, this wasn't your fault okay?" She nodded and leaned back, bringing you up with her.

"I need your help Wanda." You told her. "Anything."

"Bucky is gone and we need to find him." She nodded. You handed you Bucky's tags from around your neck and she held them in her palm, her red energy flowing around them as she closed her eyes. She waited for a few minutes and frowned. "I can't sense him anywhere." She said.

"What do you mean? He can't have gotten that far that fast." Steve said from behind you. You thought for a minute, no, Bucky wouldn't have left. But the soldier…

"That's because she shouldn't be looking for Bucky." You told them. Wanda's eyes opened, the pretty red glow searing into you. "Try searching for the Winter Soldier." She nodded and closed her eyes again, brows creased, concentrating. A few minutes passed by before she spoke again. "He's at the train station. He's going to go to Romania." She told you.

Winter Soldier's POV

Bucky didn't want to leave. All he wanted was for Ally to wake up. He was going downhill so Winter took over, to protect them. He had heard the doctor tell the Captain that they had to make a decision of whether to take her off the tubes, and see if she dies or not. That made Winter spring into the flight or fight portion of his brain, and he chose flight. They would not sit around and wait for you to die.

Winter loved her too. He didn't think he was capable of love. He was made to kill; all he had ever known was the mission and anger. Then Bucky came back. Then Winter met her, and she had been the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He knew why Bucky loved her.

She made him not want to kill anyone, she made him want to be better. she made him feel. So, when the thought of losing her came to light, Winter jumped into action to get them away from there. That's how he ended up in the train station. Running. That's what he was good at.

Ally's POV

You pulled into the station and got out, Tony going up top with Wanda, and Steve going down to the actual station with you. There were so many people here. What if you were too late? "I can see him. He's on the bottom level with you guys, opposite end. In the corner." Wanda said into the comm. Steve nodded to you and jerked his head in the direction Wanda mentioned. Sure enough, there he was, black ballcap pulled down over his eyes, crouched down on the floor. You carefully made your way across the station, holding out your hand to stop Steve. If he saw Steve he might run, or fight, or both.

You slowly walked toward him, and it seemed like he didn't even hear you, which was weird because he was always on alert. "Hey soldier, you trying to run out on me?" You said softly. He jerked up into a standing position, eyes widening when he saw it was you. "Ally." It was hoarse, almost a whisper, like it was the first words he'd said in weeks. You nodded, stepping closer to him. Reaching out slowly, you pulled his metal hand into yours. "Hey Winter." You whispered.

"You came back. You came back to us." He said, pulling you to him and sliding down to the floor with you in his lap. You heard Steve come up behind you and held your hand out, signaling that you were okay. "Of course, I came back, I couldn't be without my best guys." You told him. He was shaking, the Winter Soldier was fucking shaking in your arms. "Hey, I'm okay. Everything is fine." You told him, running your hands over his back. His hold on you was almost painful, but it was okay, he needed this. He needed to know that you were really here. He kissed your forehead and pulled back to look at you.

"You're here." He said. "I'm here. Speaking of my best guys, can I have Bucky back?" You asked. He stared at you for a moment, before nodding, and you saw something shift in his eyes, and Bucky was back in front of you. Tears formed in his eyes and he leaned in to kiss you. "I thought you were gone. I thought I'd never see your beautiful eyes again." He sobbed into your hair. "Baby it's okay, I'm okay. Shhh, it's going to be okay." You soothed him. He calmed a little, the shaking had stopped, but you could still hear quiet sobs. "I didn't mean to run. I was just so scared and I didn't know what to do. He did. He knew, so I just let him, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, I understand why he did it, I promise." You whispered into his hair, running your hands up and down his arms, trying to ground him.

"Don't ever leave me again, please." He whispered.

"I'll try not to love."