PSL for Serene_Rage

[irememberedhim]

The Soldier still hadn't remembered his name. Most of the mutants in the base had taken to calling him Winter after he'd given his code name when Erik had captured him. He knew he was still being watched. That the telepaths closest to Erik were doing everything they could to make sure he was still stable and mostly sane.

Over the weeks since they're fight and being taken in by Erik he had started to see things the way the man saw them. It wasn't much different from HYDRA. Honestly, in a way he thought Erik's view was better. The special people of the world, the mutants, people like him even, who had powers of different kinds...Erik wanted a better world for them because they were the future.

Well, who was he to argue, right? He just leaned into his bed, closing his eyes and sighing before shifting a bit to lay down. His memories, some of them anyway, had been coming back. He remembered a scrawny guy, remembered being close to him. But that guy would be long gone by then, even if he could remember his name.

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[irememberedhim]

Bucky stopped to check on Pearl, knowing that they wouldn't take Steve far. After all, these people had become like family to him after all this time with them. Once he'd made sure she was okay he was following after the others where they had taken Steve.

He found them easily enough and he stood to the side, seeing if they needed anything from him before sitting in a chair and waiting nervously. He watched, eyes never really leaving that block of ice as he continued to pray silently.

[serene_rage]

Erik clasped his shoulder briefly, "Pulse says it's going to be hours, have to work on bringing his core temperature up before the ice is fully thawed." She'd given him the briefest, most succinct explanation she could, already gathering the rest of the healing types to help.

"You can stay as long as you like, but don't forget that you need food and rest as well."

[irememberedhim]

He looked up when he felt the hand, staring at Erik for a long moment. He sighed, brushing his fingers through his hair. "I don't want to leave, but I know my being here doesn't really do anything for him. It won't at least until he wakes up." He said softly before patting the man's hand.

"I should probably at least get some rest. Do you think you could ask someone to come get me the moment it seems like he is going to wake up?"

[serene_rage]

He nodded once, giving Bucky's shoulder a squeeze before stepping back to give him space to move again, "Of course, you'll be the first to know if there's any change."

For the better or for the worse, Erik was going to keep him in the loop because he deserved to know.

[irememberedhim]

He finally stood up, giving the ice and his friend one final look before turning and walking out of the room. He really did hate leaving but he couldn't just stay. It wouldn't be doing either of them any good and if he was honest with himself, he was hungry and tired from the trip.

"Thank you for all of this, Erik." He said to the man.

[serene_rage]

He just nodded again, "You're welcome, James."

The first report, some six hours later, was that they'd had to extend the timetable just to make sure that Steve stayed stable, afterward the updates every hour or hour and a half were that things were still on track and there was no change yet.

All in all it was nearly a full day after they'd first found him that Erik went to find Bucky again to explain: "He's back up to body temperature. Breathing and heart rate are normal according to Pulse, and there's brain activity, but he hasn't woken up yet, we honestly can't be sure if he will or not, the human body, even enhanced as his is, isn't meant to be in a hibernation state, especially not for so long."

[irememberedhim]

"Can I go see him?" Bucky asked hesitantly, pushing fingers through his hair before pulling it back in a low ponytail just to keep it out of his eyes. He needed to see his best friend. Even if Steve didn't wake up, he needed to see him, to talk to him.

[serene_rage]

"Of course." He replied, nodding once, "I wouldn't give you an update otherwise." Even if Steve hadn't made it, he would have told Bucky as much and still let him go see.

At least in this case there was a chance that a familiar voice might help.

[irememberedhim]

He got up, heading back to the medical area before hesitating. He brushed his fingers through his hair and fidgeted a bit before finally stepping into the room, looking at his best friend laying on the table. He walked over, sighing and taking his hand slowly.

"Steve...christ, Stevie..."

[serene_rage]

Erik checked in with Pulse before retreating to his office, and Pulse told Bucky: "Just sit with him a while, talk to him. People aren't wrong when they say that helps."

It would help both of them, really, Steve and Bucky both, and she was going to stay out of the way as best she could while still monitoring the situation.

[irememberedhim]

He sat down next to the bed, taking Steve's hand gently and just brushing his thumb over the back slowly as he stared at the other man. "Can't believe its really you...that you're really alive. Christ, Stevie..." He whispered, shaking his head and laying it down on the bed. "We're both alive. They...they did something to me. Maybe the same they did to you. Guess they found a way to make the serum again. Had to take my arm though. They gave me a new one. Metal. I'm not with them anymore. Not with HYDRA. I fight them. We do. You're safe here. I promise." He murmured.

[serene_rage]

It was another three days, with regular visits from Bucky before there was any change, and even then it was just Pulse perking up, stepping closer so that she was in Bucky's line of sight, voice low as she said: "Whatever you were just talking about, keep it up, there was a spike in brain activity, probably memory related."

[irememberedhim]

Bucky looked at her for a moment, sitting up a bit at that before he continued talking. "You were such a punk. That was the first Christmas we really spent together. Right after you moved in with me in that little apartment in Brooklyn..." He chuckled softly, reaching out and taking Steve's hand gently.

"I remember taking extra shifts down at the docks...it was the first Christmas after your ma had died and I just wanted to try and make the best of it. So I did the best I could to save up. I got you a new charcoal set and a little sketchpad. I had even asked the older lady on the floor below us to knit you a thick blanket. Paid her for that. She ended up getting it done just in time too." He smiled fondly as he brushed his fingers through his hair.

"Scrounged us up some food too. Just a little something special and even managed to get us some special chocolates. You loved those..."