A Little Calm...

Bad Dreams

Repeat Until Death - Novo Amor

You're talking with Steve about how you know Bucky and why you went to check on him, when Sam comes round the corner, calling you into the next room. Sat there is Bucky, now awake, looking completely defeated.

Bucky
"Steve."

Steve
"Which Bucky am I talking to?"

Bucky
"Your mom's name was Sarah..."

He give an inaudible chuckle as he sifts through memories to prove himself.

Bucky
"You used to wear newspapers in your shoes."

Steve
"Can't read that in a museum."

Sam
"Just like that was supposed to be cool?"

All the time you've been trying to see Bucky's eyes, to see if he's really himself again. He notices this and brings himself to look at you properly, in the full knowledge that you just witnessed him at some of his worst.

Y/n
"Okay, well now that I know you're in safe hands, I should get going."

You give everyone a nod and hold on to Bucky's gaze a little longer so that he knows you're okay. Steve gives you a half smile before turning back to Bucky.
Just as you're leaving, Sam chases after you.

Sam
"Y/n! Wait up!"

You turn around not knowing what he's going to say.

Sam
"Why were you there, to see Bucky? You said you were checking up on him but I heard your conversation with Steve. You've only met the guy twice and one of those times, he tried to kill you."

Slightly puzzled as to what to say next you realise that you have no idea. It was like a reflex to try and find him.

Y/n
"The second time I met him, last year, I saw how broken he was. You know when you look in someone's eyes and you can just tell what they're feeling? In Washington he was angry, and yet blank at the same time. Then he just switched and suddenly it was regret. In Bucharest it was pain and guilt. And today it was like it was in Washington. As much as he scares the shit out of me, everyone needs someone willing to check up on them. Otherwise their emotions are all they have."

Sam bows his head, content that you aren't there to hurt anyone.

Y/n
"He's got some people now who can actually handle this level of crazy, so I figured that was my cue. If you guys need me, you'll find me in New York."

You begin walking back towards the door and leave. Sam stands there for a few more seconds in thought.