We'll go down in history Remember me for centuries

8

Once we got back to headquarters I stayed far away from everyone. I locked myself in my room. I didn't turn the lights on, I didn't change my clothes. I stayed curled up under the sheets of my bed. I couldn't do anything. Every face I saw Bucky talked to them. Bucky knew them. Every now and then the colonel, Peggy, Stark what come by and check up on me but I would never open the door I never said one word. I couldn't face anyone. I don't blame anyone but myself. And I could've helped Bucky. Now I lost him. At one point the colonel said he was going to send me back home. I wasn't going to be any help to the others that I wasn't leaving my room for mission. Days and weeks would go by and I stayed curled up under the sheets. The only time I ever left my room was to the bathroom for a few seconds then I would run straight back to my room, locking myself in.

One day I heard banging on my door. I uncover the sheets for my face only allowing my face to show as I stared at the door. Just as the banging stopped, my door came off the hinges and fell flat to the floor. I sat up and see Stark, Peggy, Colonel and Steve walking straight into my room. Peggy sat at the edge of my bed. Stark, Colonel and Steve stood in front of me.

"Leave me alone to die." I muttered as I try to pull the blankets over mt face. Peggy rip the sheets from me and throws them to Stark who hides them behind his back.

"It wasn't your fault. You didn't do this. HYDRA did." Peggy says soothingly.

"I could have helped him. I could have done more than stand there screaming."

"You did everything you could." Stark says.

"Did you believe in our friend? Did you respect him? Did you love him?" Steve asked as I wipe a tear away and nod my head. More than Steve or anyone could ever know.

"Then stop blaming yourself. Give Bucky the dignity of his choice. He damn well must have thought we were worth it." Steve says as Peggy smiles up at him. I take a deep breath in and exhale. Bucky should die as a hero. And I shouldn't be crying over his death. I should let him die with dignity. Even though I miss him with all my heart and I'll never forget about him I have to woman up. I need to be strong. I need to be there for Steve. Not only did I lose my best friend he lost his.

"Are we done with this because we don't have much time to be having this emotion consoling." The colonel tells us as Steve and Stark glare at him. Peggy rubs my back as I stand up.

"You know you could have knocked in stead of blowing my door off." I tell them as they all laugh except colonel who wore a small smile.

"We'll get you a curtain." Stark smiles. We go down to the main room to discuss our plan. Steve has admitted we were going to take down Schmidt.

"Johann Schmidt belongs in a bughouse. He thinks he's a god, and he's willing to blow up half the world to prove it, starting with the USA." Colonel says looking at the map.

"Schmidt's working with powers beyond our capabilities. He gets across the Atlantic, he will wipe out the entire Eastern Seaboard in an hour." Stark says sitting down at our table.

"How much time we got?" Jones asked.

"According to my new best friend, under 24 hours." Colonel says.

"Where is he now?" Falsworth asked.

"Hydra's last base is here. In the Alps, 500 feet below the surface." Colonel says point at a picture.

"So what are we supposed to do? I mean, it's not like we can just knock on the front door." Morita asked.

"Why not? That's exactly what we're going to do." Steve says.

"No one is going to say; 'God, Steve your stupid we have to have a plan in stead of walking straight to our graves'?" I look at everyone. No one has anything. In fact they agreed with Steve. I sighed deeply as I nod my head at Steve.

"That's my plan. To be a distraction when they catch me. You guys figure out how to get in disable all weapons." Steve says getting up.

"Oh, I see. God, Steve you are so smart. Why didn't I think of that?" I say with a hint of sarcasm. Steve rolls his eyes. We walk out of the council room to get suited up.

"I'm going with you. Don't try to stop me." I tell him as I strap on some leather gloves. Steve looks at me with a worried face then turns into a light smile. He couldn't say no to me.

"Alright, you ride with me." He says. After getting suited up start shows this to a motorcycle. It was beautiful. I've never ridden a motorcycle before but this will be exciting. Steve climbs on first as I sat behind him. He clips the shield on my back as I wrap my arms around him.

"Ready?" Steve shouted as he starts the motorcycle. The engine comes to life with a roar.

"Lets do this."