When the former Winter Soldier thought he could get some decent sleep, the nightmare seems to be there no matter what he does when he is awake. Bucky quickly wiped off the sweat before getting up to do his task of making amends with his demons. Only one is where he stops because the man was wonderful, but didn't know that he was friends with his son's killer. He had to shake the thought out of his head as he had other things to deal with, like help Sam who seem to be thorn at his side. He believed that Steve would of wanted the two of them to be friends since he cared about the both of them. He had to shake the thought of his head as he placed both of his black leather gloves on and rushed to go out.
The darn therapist didn’t understand he was going to have a lot of trust issues since anyone could reactivate the program inside of his head. Damn chip. He must of been so out of focus on where he was going when he nearly knocked into someone on the street. “Sorry about that. I wasn’t paying attention where I was going.”
He looked to see who he almost knocked in to as he rushed through the streets, not knowing this person would be a familiar face. “What are you doing here?”
