By day three Bucky had gotten a little more comfortable being in this 'family' setting. Of course he still was not quite use to the situation of being capable of roaming more than one room at one time, but he could get use to it. Probably the hardest part was accepting that he now had a little brother.

The man waltzed to the study, finding Steve and walked behind him quietly. He still wasn't much of a talker, "I had another memory."

The blond looked up from his sketch pad, "Did you? What was it?"

"It was when your mom died," he virtually whispered, "How I was there with you at the funeral...but it didn't look like you..."

He nodded, "Yeah, I remember," it was a sweet and sour memory to say the least, but he was happy Bucky was starting to remember things, "How about we check Tony?" he smiled and sat up, leading the man toward the basement, "How many memories are you up to?"

"That one, the machines and lab, uhm, A fight outside the theatre," the man paused and tried to think, "I...A train?"

"It's coming back pretty fast," he smiled and stepped downstairs, "Tony it's about time for lunch." He could see the man walking about the counters, "Anthony. I've already told you about that."

"What's wrong with being up here? It helps me think," Tony sighed and climbed down.

"Come and eat lunch with us, Sam is going home today at dinner, so you better enjoy while you can," he put a hand on his shoulder.

"Wait, I got Bucky's arm done," he walked over to the table, moving some items and holding the metalic arm.

The former solider looked to his gaurdian, who nodded to him, then walked over to genius, turning away to allow him to remove the arm. He worked quickly, applying the new limb. When he was done Bucky looked at his old arm, feeling a new level of freedom seeing Hydra's hold on him severed.

"How does it feel?" Steve smiled.

"It...feels nice. Thank you, Tony," he smiled at him, warmly.

"All in a days work," the genius smirked smugly, "Now whats this I hear of lunch?"

Steve escorted his boys up. Sam made some delicious open faced sandwiches for lunch and they all feasted heartily but something odd soon happened when Bucky reached for his cup.

The stream of water rolled across the table towards Steve, "Woah, calm down, Buck, there's more where that came from," the man quickly cleaned it off before it made a real mess.

"What? Why did that happen?" Bucky looked confused as Steve set another cup in front of him. He careful tried to grab it again but it slipped from his hold, "Something is wrong."

"Everyone has accidents," Sam managed to catch the cup before it spilled again.

"But I'm not programmed to make them. Nor is my arm," he shook his head, a little worried.

"You're not a robot," the retiree shook his head.

"And, need I remind you, that arm isn't on you anymore," Tony sucked his bottle, "That is Stark Industries arm."

"But...but..."

Steve could see the situation was distressing to his friend turned ward and quickly transferred the liquid into something more spill proof. He took one of Tony's sippy cups and set it in front of Bucky, "Why not try that, Tony doesn't seem interested in them anymore and it has two handles you can grip until you get use to your new arm."

The former machine pouted but took the cup, grabbing it by the handles and sucking his drink out. At least he was able to hold it without dropping.

Midday rolled around, and in the Stark penthouse that equaled out to naptime, something Bucky seemed to enjoy all too much. Of course Steve would wind up with another clinger. Truth be told it seemed like Tony was clinging more to compete with Bucky.

Steve nodded on and off on the floor as both his kids clung to a side of his. Sam was just finishing packing his stuff. Even if he wasn't leaving until the evening there was no reason for him to not get a head start on packing.

The retiree put his hand towards the handle but was surprised when it turned and the door opened to a new man.

Rhodes walked in, holding a set of bags and noticed Sam, "Oh, hey. You must be the friend Steve had over."

"Oh, you're Rhodes, nice to meet you, Sam," He smiled and held a hand out to shake.

"Yeah, thats me, Tony's mom," he could hear the rustling on the floor.

"And Bucky's now too, huh?" Sam chuckled.

Rhodes' face contorted to a confused look, "Who?"

Tony stretched out and looked toward the door, "Mama!" he ran over for a hug, startling Steve into looking up.

He smiled at Rhodes and gave a nervous, "Hey. Welcome home!"