How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

When they got back to their shared home, the Winter Soldier was waiting on the tarmac, rushing up to hug everyone as soon as the hatch opened, and even gave newcomer Wanda a friendly smile — hugs, of course. Steve's time is the longest.

"Don't worry, little raccoon, your old popsicle is safe and sound." Tony patted Bucky on the shoulder and said, but the other party rarely ignored his teasing, but dawdled in front of Loki periodically.

"Can you help?" he asked, pointing to his temple, green eyes full of hope.

At times, the desire to kill would take over him out of the blue, but when Steve was around, with one quick glance at him, all negativity would crawl to the ground, like a black cat guarded by a rosebush. The leopard, appeased by the pure beauty, is willing to put away its fangs and claws.

But last time he was really scared, he attacked Steve, how could he attack Steve?He lost control of himself, he didn't even quite know what he was doing or why he was doing it.At that time, for him, Steve was a mortal enemy and a mission, and he was determined to put him to death, but to Steve, he was still his lover, his best friend, and the person he wanted to protect wholeheartedly. It was too scary and too dangerous.

"Bucky," Loki said, grabbing his friend's shoulders and shaking them so that those green eyes met his, "I can help, I always can, but I have to assure you that you really, really want Get those memories back?"

The Winter Soldier clenched his fists.Steve would often tell him about their past, how he used to be weak, how they teamed up to beat the punks on the streets, how they went fishing by the river in summer and built snowmen in front of their house in winter, But this is far from enough, he wants to remember Steve, he wants to find their past, he wants to understand why his love for this man is as crazy and hot as magma erupting underground.He really couldn't give up these precious treasures, no matter how difficult and painful the search path was.

And more importantly, only when he was fully recovered would he be harmless and Steve would be safe.

"Yes, I'm sure." He replied decisively, and raised his hand to grab Loki's arm, "My past is like a beeping clock, if I still want to have a future, Just had to find it, face it—before it blows up and completely destroys my life."

Loki sighed.

"I was going to take my time and come up with a foolproof solution," he said, looking at the Winter Soldier in front of him lovingly, but in a few days he had worn down a lot, and the new stubble made him look even more decadent. "You must know that memory recovery is like rewinding from the back to the front. You will face the worst part first. Are you ready?"

Bucky turned to look at Steve, their eyes met in the air, and Steve nodded slightly.

"Yes, we don't want to wait any longer." He looked away and replied, feeling a kind of power rushing through his blood. Loki pursed his lips and snapped his fingers at Wanda who was talking to Clint: "Beautiful Ma'am, can you come over here? I need your expertise."

Clint and Wanda turned their heads at the same time, their eyes wary.

"When the Avengers took Sterak Base, you messed with the Winter Soldier's mind and made him attack the Cap. I want to know how you did it," Loki explained, "and I couldn't possibly be in front of so many people. Do something bad, don't be like two cats hunched over and ready to fight, okay?"

The Scarlet Witch pursed her lips. Although she had decided to join the Avengers, she still couldn't let go of her guard against this guy who was always rolling his green eyes to thwart his ideas. There was a daunting sense of disorder and uncertainty about him.

"I can control people's thinking, but it's usually just ordinary people, and it must be when they are not on guard, but he—" Wanda replied vigorously. She barely slept on the plane before, but now she looks Looking up, he was still physically and mentally exhausted, "His consciousness seems to be... nailed by someone, and I can mess up his mind with a little movement."

"Looks like that's the 'thing' that Rumlow said." Loki frowned and raised his chin at the girl. "Try again and find out what the 'nail' is."

"It doesn't have to be right now, right?" Clint said, half of her body unconsciously standing in front of Scarlet Witch. "She needs to rest."

Loki raised his eyebrows and sneered, looking straight at Wanda over Hawkeye's shoulder: "Do you need to rest? Get into the soft bedding, bury your head in the pillow and cry while falling asleep? Like those weak, A little girl who needs to be looked after by an adult?"

Wanda gritted her teeth.

"No, I don't need to." She walks past Clint to Bucky, the lethargy seemingly erased by something.She took a deep breath, raised her hands, and a cloud of red mist appeared between her hands, spreading towards the Winter Soldier's head with her movements.

The accident happened in an instant. The moment the red mist came into contact with the Winter Soldier, it exploded without warning. The scattered vibrations did not affect the surrounding Avengers, but they made people who cast and bear magic Both sides hugged their heads, crying out in pain.

"Bucky——" Steve held his lover in his arms distressedly, and looked at the evil god helplessly.

"Look at what you've done!" Clint also yelled at Loki while supporting the girl, who spread his hands with an innocent face: "Blame me again—"

"No, he's too defensive," Wanda forced herself to straighten up with the help of the Archer, and said pantingly, "But I think those 'nails' are probably some memories—I saw a train whizzing by. Come on, there's snow everywhere, it's cold...and... intense pain."

Steve's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and he looked at Loki and asked silently.

"Don't look at me, since you insist on leaving the Soul Gem to Vision, you can't expect this matter to be resolved easily." The evil god also rarely looked solemn, "I need some time, and I will give you the answer the day after tomorrow at the latest."

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Lincoln Park in the early morning is neither lively nor deserted. The figures of morning exercisers appear and disappear in the thin morning mist. The air is filled with the freshness after the rain and the fragrance of the soil. The sun shines lazily on the earth, as always.

On the corridor, Steve is running forward at the speed of ordinary people's [-]-meter sprint. He likes to come to the park for morning jogging instead of using the treadmill in the gym. How fast, how long, in fact, it is just standing still.

Today Bucky couldn't go out with him for a morning run. Last night he was a little fierce, and Bucky responded fiercely. The Sokovia incident made them understand more and more. They are fighters, fighters who are always at war, With the possibility of dying at any time and anywhere, they must seize every moment to love and cherish each other.

"You are like an AK47," Bucky panted and said this wonderful metaphor under him, "the lines are beautiful and smooth, and the performance is durable and excellent. Although it is an old model 70 years ago, it is so classic that it cannot be replaced. Beyond."

He said this while stroking Steve, really like stroking an AK47, so skillful and affectionate, Steve's bullets went out smoothly again in this gentle and hot hand.

This morning, when he woke up, Bucky was still asleep, his eyes closed, breathing lightly, and the serenity in his expression broke Steve's heart.He just looked at him and hugged him until the sun gradually rose, and the sunlight on Bucky's body receded a little bit, and suddenly he began to be afraid. He had secretly vowed to protect Bucky and make his life as sweet as A lollipop that can never be licked up, but fate refuses to let them go.He has always believed that Bucky will not be knocked down by anything, swallowed by any memory, no matter how dark and desperate, as long as they face it together, he will still be afraid when things come to an end, because there is always something in this world that you can't do your best helpless.

Thinking like this, he suddenly started to speed up, as if he could throw all his troubled thoughts far behind him, and it did have some effect.When he finally regained his composure, he suddenly saw Loki waving at him not far away.

"I stood here and watched you run three laps, and you only found out now, what's wrong with Captain America's observation skills?" The evil god tilted his head and commented meanly. He was rarely wearing a full gray sports suit, half-length Her hair was pulled back into a small ponytail and she looked incredibly young.

"Thank you for reminding me." Steve has long been used to Loki's oblique kindness, and pointed to the bench next to him, motioning for the two to sit down.

"I think the so-called nail that Hydra left in Bucky's mind is actually similar to hypnosis. It stimulates his brain through the strengthening of important memories for him, so that he can obey orders." The evil spirit said straight to the point, "We now have to What it does is destroy those memories so that the Winter Soldier can't be controlled when he recalls them."

"Destroy these memories?" Steve frowned.

"It's not about tampering or erasing, it's just destroying a certain feeling in the memory." Rocky explained, "The key to hypnosis is step-by-step and stimulation, which is mainly based on the emotions wrapped in the memory, and has nothing to do with the event itself. Not big."

Steve nodded: "What do I need to do?" Rocky never does morning exercises, he needs neither fresh air nor toned muscles, and there is absolutely a reason why he gave up the tender time with Tony to come to him alone.

"I need someone to enter Bucky's memory." The evil god looked straight into Captain America's eyes, "You are the person who knows him best, and also the person he is closest to and trusts the most. It is impossible for a person to enter Bucky's consciousness for a long time without being ejected. More importantly, you have shared a lot of experiences, which also means that your memory can complement Bucky's to facilitate things."

"I promise." Steve replied almost without thinking.

Rocky shook his head: "I know you will agree, but I must tell you the potential danger in advance. No matter how close you are and how much you love each other, you are still two individuals, Bucky may still reject you, and even use his own The unconscious strangles you. And memory is immutable, all you can do is change his perception of the events in his memory to make it as positive as possible, which sounds easy, but it's not so easy to do - but Don't worry, I will give you a training class before the official start."

Steve smiled bitterly: "How about we start teaching now?"