Title: The Bridge
Paring: Bucky Barnes (the Winter Solider) X Reader
Sequel: to "This Man"
Warnings: just mentions blood and war and goes more in detail with the memory loss I guess
Spoilers: JUST WATCH MY SINNAMON ROLL SON BUCKY IN THE SECOND CAPTAIN AMERICA AND YOULL BE FINE *blows kisses toward the lake* for bucky
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In the backseat of your car he was lying, propped up enough to have the seatbelt but draped for his own comfort. You kept looking back to check if he was still there, as if you had dreamt up the man.
"So," you began, changing lanes on the main road, preparing for your exit to you apartment, "Do you have a name?"
The guy in the back made a noise that would have passed as a laugh if he wasn't on the verge of dying.
You furrowed your brow, almost fed up, "Come on, man, everyone has a name. Nickname, last name, name of someone else that sounds better on you than your own name. Heck, I deserve a name from you, dude. I kind of am taking you home from the pool of your own blood at my work - the hospital, I might add - to my place. A name would be nice."
"I don't know if you're H.Y.D.R.A though," he gritted back through pain after you hit a speed bump too fast, "You see?"
"H.Y.D.R.A?" You rolled your eyes at the idea of the fantastically sounding group, "What, as in Captain America, Steve Rogers from the 1940's fighting for justice?"
"Wait," the guy in the back frowned.
"What do you mean, 'wait'?" You asked.
"What name did you just say? It sounds - sounds familiar." The man in the back asked, "The second one."
In the rear view mirror you looked at the guy swaddled in crappy bandages slowly bleeding onto the old and quite frankly, in need of an upgrade upholstery. "Steve Rogers?" You asked, and then connected the events with what you saw on the news at work earlier, "No, no freakin' way, you're - you're the guy who was trying to kill Cap! Sam told me! I saw on the news, the..." You tried to think of the name.
"H.Y.D.R.A made me a monster, the Winter Soldier. I'm still getting my memories back," he added, "That's why I can't let them take me."
"So, as for a name..." You frowned. "You said you knew the man on the bridge, and that was Steve..." It dawned on you "...you're James Barnes. His best friend Bucky."
The man on the backseat seemed startled by the fact he now had a name, "It makes sense," and flopped a little more in the back.
"Don't worry, I'll get you patched up, I promise you. And if you want, I'll see if I can get Steve Rogers himself come and help you get you on your feet."
He looked very tired and grateful when replying, "You're a nice person, _______."
You smiled. "Thank you James."
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