CopyCat | Bucky Barnes

7

"This is my winter song, December never felt so wrong."

- Winter Song, Sara Bareliles and Ingrid

My eyes snapped open, burning with fear. I grasp for air and, for an instant, I had forgotten entirely where I was.

The first thing is see is his face, which calms me completely. He's gazing down at me just like the night before, like he never moved. His hair is dry now and slightly frizzy. His blue eyes are still focused on my hair, his normal hand running his fingers through it.

I sit up quickly, removing myself from his lap, instantly regretting it when pain radiates from all over.

He still doesn't remember, not enough at least. I need him to remember me, the old me. But he's close, I can feel it.

I stand up, putting on the new clothes. I grab a pair of jeans, and a long sleeve shirt, making sure I hide as many bruises as possible. I go through all the clothes in the house and manage to find a hat and gloves.

I go back to the couch where Bucky still still waiting. I toss him the hat and glove, "Put these on," I tell him whilst, putting my own hat on.

"Where are we going?" He questions.

"I'm gonna help you remember something." I say as hopefully as I can. He doesn't say anything else and follows me outside.

The streets are buzzing with noise, people walking in every direction. Bucky and I walk side by side, keeping our heads down.

I get a few stares from strangers, my face looking completely destroyed. There was a pretty prominent bruise across my right cheek.

The building I was looking for wasn't too far, I stop in front, looking up at the huge building.

Smithsonian Institution.

I knew from Steve's mind there was an exhibit about him, maybe if Bucky went and read about him, it might bring up some old memories.

We walk up the steps and inside, thankfully there aren't any metal detectors.

A lot of this stuff has no meaning to me, old war planes, army uniforms, but something else catches my eye.

I grab Bucky's hand and pull him to a glass hologram (AN: Idk wtf that thing was). The screen had an old picture of Bucky when he was in the war, along with a few paragraphs about him and Steve.

I spot a similar one with my picture, but I ignore it. I don't care about who I was. I just need Bucky to be normal again, not all Hydra weaponized.

Bucky stares at the old picture, I wanna know what he's thinking so bad, but I promised I wouldn't do that anymore. His face is nearly impossible to read.

He just stares sadly at the picture, hopefully coming to the realization that's who he was. I reach my hand to his shoulder to try and comfort him, but he back away from me, looking back and forth from me and all the exhibits.

He immediately starts fast walking to to the back door, the crowds are hard to get by, but I get outside just as he's about to climb a fire escape.

"Where are you going?" I ask in disbelief that he'd actually ditch me here.

"I have to go." He murmured, not looking at me. He jumps up and grabs the fire escape, jumpin up the stairs like I might try and hurt him.

He's fast, but I jump up too and climb after him. He looks down every few seconds, checking if I'm still following him. He gets to the top of the roof and swings his legs over the edge. I'm a few seconds behind him, but I get to the top and leap on the roof.

My eyes scan the entire roof, but he's gone. I run to the side, looking at the crowds below, but he's nowhere to be seen.

How could I just let him go?!

"Damit!" I scream, ripping my hat off and chucking it off the roof. I rake my fingers through my hair, what the hell am I gonna do now?

I have nowhere to go, and everyone is gonna be looking for us.

I'm screwed.

I fall to the ground and sit up against the side of the roof. I sit there with my head in my hands, silently cussing at myself for being so stupid.

I'm such an idiot! How could I think he was just gonna remember me and everything would be fine?

I crush my hand around my ring and scream. There's only one person who can help me now.

Steve.

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After I ditched my hat on the roof, I kept my hood over my face just walking around. Prodding in people's minds as I go.

I don't exactly have Steve's address, so this might take a while. It's been about 5 hours and I'm completely exhausted.

I check the more secluded places, where there are less people. To many minds get confusing way too quickly, and he doesn't seem to like crowds of people.

I'm sitting on a bench, checking the minds of people as they walk by, most people have such predictable minds. It's the one's like Steve and Bucky that confuse me.

My head starts to hurt from all the reading. It's late afternoon and I'm sitting in a cemetery reading the thoughts of random people just hoping that one of them knows where Steve is. I think I'm going insane.

I'm about to give up and go hide in another empty house when something catches my eye. A woman strutting across the cemetery, with a large folder.

I know that red hair. I pull some sunglasses from my jacket and put them on in case she sees me. I sprint behind her then walk normally when I'm around 30 feet behind her.

She arrives at a grave, Sam and Steve are there, Nick Fury walking away as soon as she arrives. I duck behind a tree and watch carefully.

She gives him the folder and kisses him on the cheek then walks away. I wait till she's gone then extend my mind.

Steve? Please, I need your help. I plead with him.

I stay completely behind the tree, knowing he's probably looking everywhere for me.

"Alex!" I hear him call out. "Alex! I can help you! You don't have to hide!"

I hesitantly poked my head around the tree and take off my sunglasses. What if he's mad that I left him on the side of the river? That I lost Bucky in the process?

His head is whipping in all different directions, and Sam looks a bit concerned that he's going crazy. I step around the tree and after a moment he turns around and his eyes lock on me.

He takes off running in my direction, leaping over someones gravestone in the process. His arms attack me in a hug, nearly crushing me. I feel awkward not hugging him back, so I slowly wrap my arms around his neck.

"Thank god!" He breathes in my hair. He pulls away but keeps his hands on my shoulders. "Where's Bucky?" He asked puzzled.

I feel my cheeks wet with tears streaming down my face. "He left... I'm so sorry." I cry.

"Hey, hey.." He pulls me back into his arms. "It's okay."

"Cap, we gotta go.." Sam intervenes. "If people see her..."

"He's right, common." He lets go of me, but still holds my hand.

"Where?" I question.

"A really ugly building." He sighs.

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AN: YAY! They're finally reunited! Also I'm gonna be really sad if there's people who didn't get my hint to where he's taking her.

The song I added makes me think of Bucky so much :'( I might cry....