A/n prepare for cheese, big time!

When Steve woke up, he was disorientated. He was confused, the radio was playing coverage of a match he had been to. He had to get out of there, the nurse kept lying to him. When he broke out, everyone chased him, but he didn't look back. He burst out onto the street and stopped in awe. Everything was so bright , so vibrant. Then Fury turned up. He'd been asleep for 70 years, 70 years without Bucky. He let the agents take him, why should he put up resistance? He didn't know what he was going to do. Everyone he ever knew was dead. He was a man out of time.

All through New York, he could hear Bucky's voice in his head chastising him. "What the hell are you doing punk, you could have died?" "How could you just let her jump up there? You should of instead!" The running commentary made Steve smile, and when he wanted to give up, he just listened to Bucky's voice and kept going. None of the others had met their soul mates yet, Tony had found his life mate in Pepper and that was it; well he thought. He wasn't entirely, sure about Natasha and Clint; they were so in sync it was hard to tell. When they won, in his heart he felt a tug, a pull for Bucky. Last time they won something, Bucky was there with him, to celebrate. Instead, he went with everyone else and got shwarma. He left early and went somewhere he'd spent a lot of time; the war memorial. Every time he went there, he searched the names until he found Bucky's and traced it with his hand. The Smithsonian museum had a exhibit about Captain America which he sometimes went to; there was a whole piece on Bucky. It made him happy that they had given Bucky the recognition he deserved because without him, Steve would be nothing. Without Bucky, Steve felt incomplete. He wandered through life, not paying attention to what was going on. Natasha kept on trying to get him out on dates but he didn't want to explain to her about what happened with Bucky. The only person who understood was Peggy. He visited her regularly in a care home once he found out she was still alive. It hurt that she kept on forgetting what had happened because she was the only one who understood . Sam noticed that Steve was hiding something as soon as they first talked on their runs but didn't ask. People opened up in their own time he thought.

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That was until the winter soldier came into his life. When he shot Fury in Steve's apartment , he was so different to the Bucky Steve knew that Steve didn't realise it was him. It wasn't until they were fighting in hand to hand combat that Steve's heart felt complete and when he looked into the winter soldiers eyes and knew it was Bucky.

"Bucky" he breathed.

"Who the hell is Bucky? " the Winter Soldier asked, and Steve felt like his heart was tearing apart again. He didn't know his. His soul mate didn't know him.

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The man, with blonde hair...he knew him. He knew him. He knew , somehow his heart knew that the man was the cause of the colour.

"I.. I know him" Bucky said, confused. A scientist heard him and and reported it to the boss. They tied Bucky down, even though he fought, and began to brainwash him again.

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Steve kept trying to do everything he could to get Bucky to realise who he even, though he'd been brainwashed again.

"You know me. You know me Bucky. "

Bucky looked confused. "No, I don't!" He began to attack Steve.

"Bucky. you've known me your entire life. Your name is James Buchanan Barnes..."

Bucky was getting angry, or he was denying what he felt. "SHUT UP! " he cried out, a plea instead of an order. He'd never felt feelings like this before, or had he? He felt a familiarity, a longing for this man he was supposed to kill.

Steve wasn't going to hurt him. "I'm not gonna fight you. You're my best friend, my boyfriend, my soul mate." He dropped his shield in a sign of surrender; what happened to him relied on Bucky .

"You're my mission! YOU ARE MY MISSION! " Bucky lunged at Steve and attacked him, punching him again and again. He kept repeating the line, as if he was trying to convince himself. After a short struggle, Bucky ended up on top of Steve, pressing a knife to his throat.

Steve was covered in bruises and bleeding but would rather be killed by Bucky then anyone else." Then finish it. 'Cause I'm with you 'til the end of the line."

Bucky's eyes filled with recognition. He slowly pulled the knife away from Steve's throat but kept it in his hands.

"Steve?" He whispered . Steve smiled and reached his hand up to Bucky's face.

"Bucky. You remember. "

"I think I do. We lived in Brooklyn. We were...together. You wouldn't have sex because you said what else would there be to come back to when I joined the army. "

Steve chuckled. "Of all the things you could remember, you remember that? I'm just glad to have you back." Steve reached his head up to kiss Bucky, but the floor gave way and they fell.

Steve hit his head on something and lost consciousness. Bucky began to panic when they hit the water, as he couldn't find him. When he saw the blue of Steve's suit, he dived down and pulled him out the water. He checked his breathing and gave a sigh of relief when Steve coughed up the water he'd swallowed. He realised that Shield would come looking for Steve and that when they found him, they would take Bucky prisoner. He'd done so many bad, disgusting things, that even though they'd let Natasha in they would never accept him in; no matter what Steve said. He couldn't let that happen, it would kill Steve . As much as it pained him, he left Steve on the bank, where he knew someone would find him.

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Weeks later, and Steve was still looking for Bucky. He'd tried everywhere, he'd even got Tony to hack every security came in the world and run facial recognition, but it didn't throw up any results. Out of frustration he went to the show at the museum. It helped him relax and he found it was a way to connect to Bucky, no matter how stupid it sounded. That night it was pretty quiet, and there was only a few people at the Captain America exhibit. Steve headed over to the display on Bucky, and stood next to a man who's face was covered by a hood. By now he'd memorised the whole exhibit, but he still enjoyed reading it. The man next to him reached out his hand and placed it on the information board, next to the picture of Bucky.

"They took it from my bad angle." The man barely whispered, but Steve heard him.

"Bucky?" He pulled down the man's hood and his guess was confirmed. Bucky tried to run but Steve stopped him.

"Bucky, please don't good again. I can't lose you."

Bucky stopped trying to pull against Steve's grasp and stared at the floor."I did what's best for you. Shield will lock me and throw away the key, and I can't let you see that Steve. "

Steve pulled Bucky closer and wrapped his arms around him. Bucky leaned his head on Steve's chest.

"I won't let that happen to you. Natasha works for Shield, and she's done some bad stuff. We all have. Come back to my apartment, we can talk. Come home Buck. " Steve stroked Bucky's hair lightly and felt him nod, ever so slightly. Steve slipped his hand into Bucky's , which caused Bucky to look around quickly to make sure no one could see them.

"Homosexuality is accepted now. We can do whatever we want in public and no one really cares. " Steve explained as they walked out the museum. Bucky smirked.

"So that means I can do this?" Bucky reached up and kissed Steve on the lips and didn't stop. They stood still in the middle of the street and passionately kissed, causing a young boy to stop and stare .He soon realised who they were.

"That's Captain America and Bucky! " He whispered excitedly to his mum, pulling on her coat. His mum rolled her eyes.

"It can't be Bucky's dead." She told the boy. He frowned and shook his head.

"They though Captain America was dead." He answered back and his mum sighed.

"Whatever you want to believe." She said and pulled her son along, although he constantly glanced back, checking to see if it was them.

By this point, they'd stopped kissing and were gazing into each others eyes, transfixed by the changes that we're in them. Steve felt a tap phone his back and reluctantly let go of Bucky's gaze and looked to see who it was. It was the boy, who'd broken free of his mother's grip and ran back.

"Is that Bucky? " the little kid asked, practically bouncing with excitement. Steve put his finger to his lip and crouched down.

"What's your name son?"

"James sir, I mean Captain. "

"Can you keep a secret James?" He nodded. Steve leaned into James's ear. "It is but you can't tell anyone. I love him very much and don't want to lose him again. "

"I promise Captain, scouts honour. I think you two are very sweet." James replied. Steve blushed slightly. James's mum then came rushing over .

"James don't run off like that!" She scolded James. She " I'm so sorry, did he bother you?"

Bucky stepped forward. "No ma'am he didn't, he just wanted to tell us that he though we were very sweet together." It wasn't exactly the truth, but it wasn't a lie.

"Really? Well, I'm sorry that he bothered you. Come on James , and no running off this time." James looked back when he was halfway up the street and waved, and Steve and Bucky waved back. Steve tapped his pocket and James checked his. Inside it he found Steve's mobile number. He looked up from the number at Steve with his mouth open. Steve just smiled and looked at Bucky. Bucky had a look of contentment on his face.

"You really made that kids day." He said. Steve grinned.

"I do what I can. Now where were we?'Steve pulled Bucky in closer and they resumed kissing.