"How's Sam?" Steve asked Tony interrupting whatever Bucky was going to say.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"Now Stark just an-"

Tony pointedly stared behind him and the Captain stood up from the chair and turned around slowly, thoughts racing through his head. Sam was stood by the elevator on crutches with a couple of gashes on his face and arm. His right arm in a sling, Steve walked the few paces to his friend and before he could say anything the Falcon grabbed him in a bear tight hug. "Don't even say it Cap. My choice to come, you didn't make me."

Whilst Steve was facing the other way and Sam otherwise occupied only Tony noticed the pang of sadness fall across Bucky's face, of course he had made other friends the Winter Soldier thought miserably, you weren't there for him.

"Right now Mr Barnes about your arm, I tried to salvage as many of the original parts as I could but when they were too damaged or I could improve them I did. Your newish arm is more updated and uses equipment that only I could've gotten for you. I'll tell you about the new special features at another time though. If it feels too tight at any point or you don't feel that it is working, please just say. As amazing as I am, I cannot actually read minds so you're going to have to do some of the work as well."

Bucky nodded and smiled at the genius, "Thank you Mr Stark."

"Oh no don't, its not Mr Stark. I am not my father, its Tony."

"Thank you Tony?!" Bucky said unsure.

"My pleasure. Now are you ready for this?"

Nodding the Winter Soldier tensed up ready for the pain that he thought he was going to receive. None came. Instead all he felt was a slight tugging effect as the metal arm reconnected with what remained of his human arm. He waited for a few moments for Tony to finish the adjusting of the arm, it didn't take long and when he moved it for the first time it felt perfect. Bucky almost couldn't tell the difference between which arm felt like it had been there the longest.

"How is it?" Tony asked almost nervously.

Moving the arm around cautiously Bucky smiled, "It feels awesome. Like there is nothing wrong with it at all."

With that Tony and Steve grinned at one another. Conversation flowed and everyone was getting on well together, Steve could see the tension in Bucky's shoulders and fear in his eyes but by keeping a close eye on one another they silently assured each other that it was going to be okay. They were beginning to trust each other once more.

*Mr Wilson your pizzas have arrived. Sending them up to you all now.*

"Thanks Jarvis" Sam replied with a grin. "Steve I hope you like pizza I've ordered a lot."

They all laughed and within moments were eating pizzas of every variety. Tony and Steve had gone for a selection of pepperoni and Hawaiian, Sam had gone for margarita but Bucky was sat on the bed unsure of what he should be doing, Sam saw and brought a plate over to the Winter Soldier.

"Here Barnes have some of this."

"What is it?" Bucky said cautiously as he accepted the plate of food.

"Cheese pizza, everyone's favourite. Its safe look." To show Bucky what to do, Sam ate his pizza and watched humorously as Bucky tried to copy Sam's exact actions and ended up with cheese strung across his stubble. But within minutes Bucky had grasped the ways of the pizza and was eating with such gusto that people were worried that they were going to have to order more pizza in, what with a super soldier with faster than normal metabolism, the Winter Soldier scoffing his face and looking like he hadn't been fed for years and Tony who hadn't eaten for days it was a good thing that Sam had ordered so much.

...

Days had passed and Bucky had been released from the hospital and had his own room in Stark towers. Tony and Sam were well on their way of becoming great friends of Bucky's and Steve had barely left him alone since he had been released. Not that Bucky blamed him, they had a lot to catch up on.

"Steve can I have a word?"

"Of course Buck." Steve said, glad that he could finally call his friend by his name again. "What is it?"

"Well you know Tony."

"Yes, has he done something to you?"

"No nothing like that, calm it punk. Its more of a fact of what I have done to him, or rather to his parents..." Bucky said in a lowering voice getting more and more unsure of whether he should be telling Steve, but it had been on his mind since he had first set eyes on Tony and had to tell someone.

"You mean Howard and Maria."

"Yes, we knew Howard didn't we. When we were in the army?"

"He was a good man, what about it Bucky?"

"Their death wasn't an accident." The soldier whispered.

"What are you saying." Steve said in shock hoping that the words wouldn't come from his mouth.

"It was me. I killed Howard and Maria and now I'm friends with their son and he doesn't know and it'll kill me if I have to hide it any longer." Bucky said with a single tear rolling down his cheek.

Steve was silent for a minute, how could he help his friend when it was himself he had to fight against. Steve knew what guilt felt like, he had lived with it for 70 years now and even though his friend was safe and alive he would always feel it, awkward and bleak in his mind. And so he had a simple but effective phrase for his friend.

"I cant help you with this Bucky. This is your choice, whether it be keeping quiet or telling Stark its up to you. But remember you were being controlled by Hydra, you didn't have a choice in what you were doing."

Bucky nodded and stood up, ready to think in his room. "I'll be in my room if you need me."

"Okay, call me if you need me. Remember Jarvis can contact me where ever I am."

Looking slightly haunted the man walked slowly to his room, head in the clouds. Steve looked after him in worry, he wished that Bucky didn't have to go through the pain and torment any longer but the past always had to catch up and it was inescapable.

"You alright Capsicle, you look like you've seen a ghost."

"You could say that." Steve said turning to Tony who was making coffee in the large expensive kitchen.

"Want a cup?"

"Sure"

"You know where the kettle is." Tony mocked but placed an extra cup beside his own. "Actually do you know where James is?"

"Yes, he's in his room. He's not feeling too good."

"What's wrong with him, is his arm playing up? I can go and check on him if you want?"

"No it'll be fine. You need him for something?"

"No its you I need. Could I have a word?"

"Sure."

"Jarvis, please inform me if Mr Barnes is approaching."

*As you wish Sir* The AI seemed to say more sternly than usual.

Tony rolled his eyes at his creation and turned back to Steve. "Its about Bucky and what I found in the irreplaceable parts of his arm."

"Go on."

"There was a tracking device within the arm, I completely removed it and it seems to have been inactive for a while, then this morning it began to send a signal. Jarvis managed to tell me almost instantly and I redirected it so that it appeared to be coming from England in the Mendips but it can only mean one thing."

"Hydra is searching for Bucky!"

"Yes I'm afraid so. Are you sure its safe keeping him here, can he control himself, What if they have planted some kind of memory trigged or something they cam strike at us with. We don't know the damage they inflicted on him and how far they have clawed into his mind." Tony said for once again he was having to look after the team, not that he minded but he was supposed to be the guy who didn't play well with others and frankly it was ruining his reputation.

"Tony, trust me I know my friend. Whatever Hydra has done to him, we can change it. So long as he remembers who he is and who the real enemies are then there will be no chance of a relapse. At the moment he hates Hydra just as much as we do, maybe even more. But I swear to you, if he does start becoming the soldier again I will get him out of here and you will never have to see us again. Anyway" Steve said trying to lighten the mood, "You'd never let me hear the end of it. It would be continuous I told you so's."

"Well obviously not old man, where would the fun be in that."

"And of course that's all what life is about, having a good time."

"Of course, I'll have to introduce you to a friend of mine one day he's even worse then I am if you can believe that. He's called Johnny, Johnny Storm."

"Sure sounds like an interesting person, but no I can't quite believe that" Steve said with a smirk on his face.

Placing the freshly brewed coffee on the wooden table Tony sat beside the Captain and offered him the drink. Steve reached forwards and took the cup curling his fingers around the warm drink enjoying the heat.

"On a completely unrelated topic a very serious question."

"Should I be worried?"

"Only if you have the wrong answer... Steve, have you seen the Goonies?"

"Say what? No I cannot say that I have. Shall I add it to my list?"

"No need, movie night tonight whether you want it to be or not. The Goonies, Gremlins, Sherlock Holmes A Game of Shadows and Matilda."

"I don't have much choice in the matter do I?"

"Nope none at all." Tony laughed slightly crazily.

"Okay mad man, I will be in the library. Get Jarvis to call if you need me. Oh and thanks for the coffee." The Super Soldier said as he was speeding out of the door. That man did confuse him sometimes, well frequently if not 89% of the time.

...

Bucky was deliberating outside Tony's door, every time he had gone to knock on he had lost confidence and had backed away to the opposite side of the corridor. Meanwhile Jarvis had already informed Tony that Bucky was outside the door and was wondering why he was taking so long to knock. He placed the Iron man detector bracelet s on his arms to be on the safe side and walked to the door, upon opening it he saw Bucky freeze as if he was a rabbit caught in the headlights.

"Well, coming in then Mr Barnes?"

Bucky took a deep shuddering breath and slowly followed the genius into his room. There were 3 enormous windows at the far end of the room letting in the shinning midday light, floaty white curtains were tied beside them, a huge oak desk was at the back of the room with a tall backed red velvet chair placed in the centre of it. Papers and blueprints were as far as the eye could see with metal parts, spare parts and iron man parts littered on the floor. The 46 inch flat screen tv spanned an entire wall and he had a collection of dvds that spilled from the bookshelf onto the floor where they lay in several huge piles. Tony Stark's room was a sight to behold that very few had ever had the pleasure to step foot in. When he used to bring women back, Tony always used one of the spare bedrooms which was always clean thanks to the cleaning bots he had created.

"Coffee?" Tony asked moving over to his coffee pot.

"Please" Bucky replied croakily.

They waited in silence as Tony made 2 cups of coffee, handing it to the terrified looking man Tony took a seat in his comfortable armchair.

"Want to sit?" Tony asked politely, worried about what could have his friend in such a scared state.

"No thanks, I'd rather stand."

"Well shall we begin..."

"Yes of course, well. Erm. Hold on." Bucky froze trying to get the right words out, scared of Tony's reaction. "Your parents."

"Yes, they died in a car crash when I was young."

"No, they didn't. I was ordered to kill them by Hydra, and the mission was successful. I'm so sorry Tony but I didn't have a choice, please could you forgive me. I regret it more than you can ever imagine, if you want me to I will leave and you will never have to see me again."

Bucky said fearfully, beginning to pace across the floor. Tony looked at the man with sadness in his eyes, Bucky had told him the truth and he was glad to know the man could tell him.

"James Barnes, relax. I already know. When I hacked into Shield that time with Loki, I found out that information about my parents. True at first I really disliked the man who had done it bu-"

"Then why did you help me?"

"Steve, why else. The man had never come to me for help and the one time he did I sure wasn't going to let him down, he looked dreadful and was so worried about you and hey I thought anyone who has Steve Rogers care about him that much, then they couldn't be that bad."

Bucky had frozen with an expression of undeniable shock on his face, "I – I don't understand. Why don't you hate me?"

"I did to begin with, I hated the very air you breathed. I would have done anything to kill you. But then I grew up and understood more things, life and death seemed irrelevant especially after the New York incident with Loki. I realised that hate was illogical."

They remained talking for a few hours longer and just when Steve was starting to get worried, they came laughing into the living room.

"Alright?" He asked confused.

"Yes, its all fine. He already knew!" Bucky told Steve with a relieved smile on his face.

"Of course I did" Stark laughed.

*Sir, Agent Romanoff is waiting to enter*

"Crap, she cant know that Bucky is here. She'll tell Barton who will get kidnapped AGAIN and then the whole world will know he's still alive." Steve said panicked. "I'll go and distract her, if you two are okay here?"

"We'll be fine Cap." Tony said, "I have a new experiment I want to try."

"Definitely not. No explosives, guns, tinkering on your suits etc. Have a quite day in for once in your life Stark, show Bucky some movies that he has missed out on."

"Sure Steve, just this once"

"Now no getting into trouble punk," Bucky warned his friend.

"I never do." Steve said whilst running out of the door.