1 | SURVIVE • BUCKY BARNES [COMPLETED]

XVII.

Dear Bucky,

I hope that you are okay. You haven't responded to my past few letters, but I'm sure you're busy. I hope to go back out there soon. Brooklyn and I happen to miss you.

Not much has happened here in New York since the experiment. Steve returned back to fighting, and I've been home, trying to figure out the side effects of this experiment.

I'm glad it worked, but I can't quite explain how it works. It's something that has to be seen in person.

For the past two weeks I've been gone, I've been trying to practice it, and I think I'm getting a hold on it. It's still strange that when I touch things they can disappear like I do or that I can move through things. Can you imagine walking through a wall? I have to show you as soon as I see you again.

(And I hate that I'm not sure when the next time that will be. I've been at the lab all the while for testing.)

But I feel like this experiment is all that I've been talking about lately, and I want to talk about you.

How are you? I hope your stitches have healed and you haven't been too horribly injured. Have you been to our spot lately? I like to think that spot is ours. I will always remember those moments we had there.

I really like you James Buchanan Barnes. A lot. My mother would say that liking a soldier is dangerous, and if so then I love it. You mean a lot to me Bucky, and I wouldn't want it to be any different.

Yours Truly,

Gideon

[8/24/16]