2. The Revisit

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Bucky had only one thing on his mind. That brown-eyed girl. Her name he just couldn't recall no matter how hard he tried. He couldn't ask Steve either, cause that would bring up unnecessary questions from him. He didn't know what to do. Such a shame for an ex-assassin. The infamous Winter soldier, a ghost story, credited with over two dozen assassinations in the last fifty years. And here he was currently sitting on the couch eating cheese popcorn in front of this huge plasma TV. He wasn't bothered about what was playing on it. He couldn't care less about it. What he cared for was that girl. That brown-eyed girl.

Why do I keep remembering her? What's so special about her?

What's her name again? Was it Barbara? Carol? Peggy?

Was she a doctor? -Or just a nurse?

Will I meet her again? Why am I so bothered about her?

All these thoughts kept reoccurring to him which made him walk towards the lab again. He absentmindedly stood there right in the front of it's entrance, hustle-bustle evident on the inside. He peeked inside but could not find what he was looking for. He walked back to his room, disappointed. On his way back he saw Sam who looked furious, as he shouted on his phone.

"What do you mean it can't be repaired?" , Sam shouted again.

Bucky could hear murmurs from the phone.

"There's got to be some way! Fix those damn communications!"

"Well, I don't care about that. I want my red-wing back in a fully functional state. Yes, you heard me. ASAP!", he shouted.

"Fine, I am on my way." Sam slammed the button on his phone and turned towards Bucky who stood there waiting to be noticed.

Maybe Sam could help him with his problem, Bucky thought. Or rather wished, desperately.

"Bloody Stark techies. I thought they were good." Sam spoke more to himself. "What the hell are you doing here?" , he asked Bucky.

"Nothing. I was just passing by. By the way, why were you shouting on the phone?"

"These stark techies are a useless piece of shit."

"Why? What happened?"

"They can't fix my redwing!", Sam seemed truly disturbed by his situation.

Bucky chuckled at Sam's situation but quickly composed himself as he needed help from him.

"I feel sorry for your loss Sam."

"You don't have to be sarcastic Buck. It's a serious matter for god's sake!"

"Woah calm down there Sam. I am sure they will get it fixed."

"They have to! I will make sure of that."

Announcing this Sam left the room and called for the elevator. It was time to go on floor number 54; to the IT department of this extensive Stark Tower.

Bucky sighed. But what about my problem?  He shook his head in regret and walked back to his room

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