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]

"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..."