Chapter 24

By: MysticFantasy

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In a dimly lit room away from where Henry Zola was confronting Captain America and Black Widow, a tall figure stood next to a crib. Looking down at the child lying inside it.

Why in the world would they name you after me? the man asked himself. I can understand why Steve would name you after me but why would Natasha agree to it? She knew that I was alive. I'm sure she never told Steve about it. Marriage problems already. They're going to have to rename this kid if they get him back.

The man who is James Barnes continued to watch the child as he slowly moved about in the crib.

The smiliarities the child had to his father were unmistaken. Anyone could make the connection easily.

You're going to look just like him when you're older. I bet you're going to be like him too. Trying your hardest to get into something you want to be a part of, always looking out for the little person, always making the right call...

Bucky wondered just how much like his father this little boy would be and wondered if he even had the serum at all.

Was this whole plot a possible waste of time?

Bucky watched as the babies eyes looked up and locked with his. The crystal blue eyes almost seemed to captivate him. Made him freeze and unable to move any part of his body.

The infants eyes seemed to look right through him and see his very soul.

"Your mom and dad can do that too." he said. "They can see right through someone when they're lying or hiding something. Steve could always tell when something was wrong and Natasha could see into someone's very soul. Looks like you have that talent of theirs. It's going to make you get your way whenever you want."

The baby lightly cooed and gave the man a tiny smile.

Bucky lightly gasped at that, wondering why the child would smile at him.

He was no longer the best friend of Steve Rogers or the second in command of the Howling Commando's.

He was the Winter Soldier. The man who had a mechanical arm and had personally trained the Black Widow when she was a child to become the deadly assassin she was made to be.

Deep down, James Barnes knew that he wasn't meant to be on this side. He wasn't suppose to be working for the Russians. He was from America and fought in the second world war. He was a war vet, helped the allies push the evils of the enemy back and had been a companion to the man who was Captain America.

I was friends with Steve Rogers and now look at me. I've kidnapped his son and nearly killed him. I've single handedly nearly tore a family apart. And for what? A serum that may not be in the kid and may not be detectable.

The month old boy then reaised his arms toward the man looking down at him.

Oh no. Bucky thought. He was alone in the room and couldn't leave because someone else might silence the child.

With uneasy feelings inside him, Bucky reached into the crib and brought the child into his arms.

The blond haired boy smiled at finally being carried for the first time since being brought to this place.

It's not natural the way that he was brought into this world but I know that he's everything to Steve. This was what he's always wanted. To have a kid of his own. It was his biggest wish after the war was over. I had a hand in making it happen and now I'm tearing it apart.

Bucky lightly shook his head and plced the child back in the crib. He then looked down at his left hand that was covered with a black glove and his arm covered in a black sleeve.

He'd lost his arm when he fell from the cliff and into the icy waters below. He knew it wasn't Steve's fault, didn't blame him for it, but ever since he'd been manipulated by the enemy all Bucky could think about was killing Steve Rogers.

That plan that had been implanted in his mind was still wanting to be carried out but now there was another side trying to emerge. A side that had thought to have died in that icy river seventy years ago.