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It was all over.
Now that everything had come to a standstill, the adrenaline was beginning to ebb away, a rush of exhaustion taking over, and Bucky found himself dropping down onto a piece of rubble to catch his breath, pushing his flesh hand through his hair. There was so much to take in. The battle alone was a hell of a lot to process never mind the whole ‘we’ve been gone for five years and now we’re back’ thing.
Yeah, he was probably going to spend a while processing all of this.
Individuals were scattered all around the area, talking, recovering, holding each other. Steve was somewhere, he’d seen him a few times during the fight. Sam was somewhere too, neither of them seemed to be too badly injured. Small blessings, he supposed.

















