(Ship = Stucky)
Listen to the song the last goodbye by billy boyd while reading this chapter.Two years, two years today Bucky died. As I sit by his grave I remember all the good times we had growing up - all the fun we had - and those memories come tumbling out forming damp trails down my cheeks. But now was not the time for tears, although sorrow would always linger in my heart I knew he would want me to continue living so that's what I must do from now on.
Before I leave his grave I knew what I had to do. So I sat and leant against the gravestone and talked.
"Buck, when you died I was devastated. I didn't know if I could spend the rest of my life without you having only just got you back." I paused and took a deep breath "But knowing you loved me all those years we grew up together filled me with happiness. You're the only person I've ever really loved and the memories of us together back then will stay with me forever. I wish you could have stayed, but you couldn't - so this is my last goodbye."
As I stood up and turned away from the grave that read James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes Jr. loving son, brother and friend I knew this was the end of the line for us. And although that tore my heart to pieces it was for the best, I had to move on.
As I passed gravestone after gravestone on the way out of the cemetery my mind flashed back to all the memories I had tucked away of Bucky. The tears in his eyes and the scared look on his face every time I had an asthma attack; the genuine smile he showed only me, not any of the girls he took out; us dancing in the dark, our bodies oh so close - being careful that no one would see us; the way his hair would stick up in the morning before he had tamed it.
Just the thought made me smile despite myself. I reached the cemetery gates, turned back towards Bucky's grave, saluted and whispered "Til the end of the line."

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