A/N: Second to last chapter! Just thought I would give a heads up... I hope you guys have enjoyed it so far (Why else would you still be reading if you didn't?)

1942

Home Sweet Home

Yeah sure I'm pretty fit, but push ups after jumping jacks, after jogging for miles after everything else. My body is killing me! Sure I wasn't going to show that every muscle in my body ached but it sure as hell was. We were sent into the woods with absolutely nothing and our only command was "Survive". Okay sure I'll do just that! Thanks for giving me permission to survive. Don't know what I would do without your amazing leading skills. We almost starved. Men fighting over who gets what portion of food, and complaining about "We should be up hill!" and "No we should be down hill!" I just let them argue. I have literally said nothing except when spoken too.

I enjoy it here I guess. It's kind of like the orphanage again if I look at it. One leader who hates my guts, kids fighting and arguing. Eating halls with crappy food. Single bed bunks for everyone in one open room. Next week they're letting us go back home for a few days and then we're back at camp. The week went by so slow. Up at 4 AM, down by 11 PM; not. enough. sleep.

I try and avoid the air field the best I can. It brings back to many unwanted memories just to even be back at Camp Lehigh, but what can I do?

When I returned home, I really wanted to surprise Connie and Steve but I was so tired that I might end up falling asleep on the way. I agreed that I would leave that until the morning. I grabbed my luggage, unlocked the front door and flicked on the lights.

"SURPRISE!"
"I should have known Steve would know when I was returning, even before I knew." I laughed. Sure it was only those 2 there but that's all I needed. I'm not an attention seeker who needs 15 friends and a girlfriend. One best friend is fine by me, and a girlfriend, I just didn't want to say 'two best friends' cause that could start some arguments.

We sat down, told some stories, had a few drinks and then I was out. Not drunk passed out, just exhaustion. I woke up to Steve making breakfast. The smell of an actual breakfast in the morning was enough to put a smile on my face all day.

I took Steve down to Goldie's Boxing Gym to show him the things we've learned and mainly to prove to him that he would die of an asthma attack or something. He still thought he could do it, replying with 'Oh if I practise this, I'll become strong and they'll let me in!' No... they won't. We went and saw a cartoon with Connie and then I took her dancing. The few days I'm home I have a set of priorities: (1) Big, unhealthy, awesome tasting meals (2) Entertainment, never be bored (3) Attempt exercise even if you don't want to (4) Sleep in as late as you possibly can and last but not least (5) Try and get drunk with Steve.

Number 5 has been one of my goals since he was legal age to drink. He won't let himself and that's boring... My few days were over. I grabbed my luggage, said farewell and went off to camp again. This time, we get to learn to use weapons!

A/N: I really wanted to add a devilish grin to that last sentence but I didn't...

Bucky actually trained Steve at Goldie's Boxing Gym in the MCU for about 2 weeks or something when the war was announced but because this Bucky was forced in, I didn't want him training Steve that early.

Just picture drunk scrawny Steve XD

Also I didn't know what other base to put him in so it's going to be Camp Lehigh...

Last Chapter up next!