Siberia, Russia, Apr 2013
Once again they stood face to face in the cold. Only they both knew this would be the last time. "Please, Bucky. I know you're still in there." The Winter Soldier laughed coldly and it felt like needles in her heart. "Don't you get it girl? Bucky is gone. He died seventy years ago" Alex voice grew cold. "As you wish." Tears welled up in her eyes and she didn't bother to hold them back. Out of an impulse she didn't understand, she began to sing softly. That song she used to sing so often back in the day.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot and days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet for auld lang syne.
Alex reached out her hand which also exposed some very vital points to his guns.
Amd here's a hand, my trusty friend, and gie's a hand o' thine,
And we'll take a right gud willy waught for the sake of auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet for auld lang syne.
Alex closed her eyes. She did not care if he would kill her. Without him she didn't want to live anyway. But she was in no way prepared for what he did.
Instead of putting a bullet through her skull, she heard him walk towards her and then...
Then he took her still outstretched hand.
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