How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

"The Winter Soldier went to the Smithsonian?" Sam said to himself while driving, "I don't know how his metal arm passed the security check."

"Preliminarily, it is presumed that Sergeant Barnes' metal arm can send out jamming signals to mislead the security check system, so that he can pass through the security check smoothly." Jarvis' voice came from Steve's communicator, answering questions as always.

"I always thought Tony Stark was a rich guy who likes to show off and pick up girls, but I didn't expect him to be able to create such a god-defying artificial intelligence." Although it was not the first time he saw Jarvis's power, Sam still couldn't bear it. He was amazed, he thought it would take them a lot of work to find the Winter Soldier, but he didn't expect to lock the guy's position so quickly.

"Thank you, I will take your words as a compliment and convey them to Mr. Stark and Mr. Rocky truthfully." The electronic butler said politely.

"Who is Loki?" Sam turned to ask Steve, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, but found that the other party was also looking at him with sympathy.

"Stark's boyfriend, a very difficult person-in every sense." Captain America commented.

"Isn't Stark's boyfriend that former black-market arms dealer named Thomas Sharp?" Sam asked suspiciously, and at the same time stepped on the gas pedal, speeding past a slow classic car in front of him. This scene is a bit familiar , so sad.

"It's hard to say," Steve replied, not wanting to reveal anything that might distract the driver now. "Can we hurry up? Bucky is standing in a daze in front of his intro, and I'm worried he'll show up again." What's happening."

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The Winter Soldier had been hiding in a villa on the outskirts of Washington, where the owner was on vacation, and the huge empty house was just for the Winter Soldier to live in.He spent a whole week searching the Internet for news about Captain America, S.H.I.E.L.D. All the old backgrounds of the three were revealed.

In the end, he had to admit the fact that he didn't want to admit that he had made a mistake, that he had killed countless SHIELD agents - all good guys, fighting for freedom - and tried to kill Captain America.What was even more frightening was that he couldn't remember what he had done earlier, whether his hands were still stained with more blood.

They took away my memory, deceived me, forced me to do those horrible things, the mighty Winter Soldier buried his head in his hands, his body trembled slightly, who am I?

He turned to look up another name, the name that Captain America told him, but there was not much information about this "James Buchanan Barnes" on the Internet, and it was basically the same, but there was a paragraph The presentation of the exhibition caught his attention:

The most complete Captain America exhibition in history will end at the end of this month. Here, you will have a close-up look at the precious cultural relics of Captain America during World War II, understand the tortuous and bizarre growth process of this soldier, and create a new foundation for the relationship between him and his best friend James Barnes. tears of sincerity.If you root for Captain America and want to pursue truth, justice, and the American way, come and see it at the Smithsonian.

I should check it out, thought the Winter Soldier. The internet isn't completely reliable, but what's on public display isn't deceiving, and there's nothing left to eat in the fridge, so I'll have to get some back.

That's why the Winter Soldier stands in front of Sgt. Barnes' introductory version.He stared suspiciously at the person on the screen. He had the same face as his own, but with softer lines. His cheeks were plump with a bit of baby fat. He smiled sincerely and sweetly, and he was not afraid of anything. He was very happy, and the Captain America who was inseparable from him on the screen smiled silly with his best friend, showing his white teeth.

The deep friendship between them is clear even without those dry commentary.

The Winter Soldier touched his left hand subconsciously, the metal arm was well hidden in the long-sleeved shirt.If, as Captain America said, he was Sergeant James Barnes during World War II, why did he lose his left arm?Why would you work for your country's enemies?

"Bucky——" The familiar voice made the Winter Soldier tense all over his body, and he turned his head. His blond target was standing there, staring at him cautiously. The stray dog ​​is worried about scaring the other party's children.

They just stood facing each other and stared at each other, letting the stream of visitors pass between them until the Winter Soldier spoke.

"I'm not Bucky," he whispers, more like a soliloquy than an answer.

He believes I'm the one, but I'm not, the Winter Soldier thinks, the pain tearing him apart from the inside, that man named James Barnes died long ago in 1945, and I'm just his legacy shadows.

"You're Bucky," said the blond target with trembling lips, taking a step forward involuntarily, "you'll always remember."

He still doesn't know the things I've done, the dirty things, Bucky tilts his head uncomfortably under the gaze of those sincere blue eyes, letting the brim of his peaked cap hide his face, he should be afraid of me , should at least loathe me for the crimes I've committed - I don't even know whom to ask for forgiveness.

Bucky didn't turn and run, which was a good sign.Steve smiled in his heart, and tentatively took another step. Seeing that the other party was still standing where he was, he finally boldly walked through the crowd and came to his long-lost best friend.

"Come home with me, will you?" he whispered, his heart beating so fast that it almost fell out of his chest.

Look at him, foolishly wanting to bring home a murderer, one day, he'll be killed by this idealism, the Winter Soldier thought sarcastically, and at the same time, a strong desire to protect flashed like a bolt of lightning , Instantly lit up his whole thinking.

—I have to stay with him and watch him!

Thinking of this, the Winter Soldier stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's arm, but quickly withdrew his hand after realizing how much strength he had exerted—he couldn't stay, he would hurt him, he would always hurt something people, especially innocent people.

"Bucky!" The blond target had a smile in his eyes, and his voice was full of surprise, he grabbed his hand almost immediately, even the Winter Soldier could feel the man's temperature through the gloves.

The mind spins back and forth between "stay and protect him" and "leave and protect him" until it slumps to a halt like an overused cog, and the Winter Soldier's brain sadly and fortunately returns to a blank moment.

"Bucky, are you okay?" Steve shook the Winter Soldier worriedly, but there was no response, and the other side still stood straight in place, as if he had lost his puppet on a string.

"So, this means willing?" Captain America blinked, lowered his body, looked at his silent old friend from under the brim of his hat, and talked to himself while smiling with eyebrows crooked.Seeing that the Winter Soldier still didn't respond, he tentatively pulled his wrist and took a step forward. After seeing that the other party obeyed and followed, he happily led him away from the exhibition hall, completely ignoring the two big men. How inappropriate it is to gossip in public.

"It seems that we don't need to pay for the additional loss of the museum." Sam, who was waiting in front of the door, was greatly relieved when he saw the two appeared safely. He thought they would fight inside and smash a pair of precious Captain America. After World War II, the relics were handcuffed and escorted out by the police, and they became the headlines of the newspaper the next day.

But the Winter Soldier doesn't look quite right—

"I think Hydra's repeated brainwashing has caused him a lot of damage," Steve saw Sam's doubts, sighed and said, with hatred and pity mixed in his tone, "We have to rush back for revenge as soon as possible." to give him a full inspection."

Sam nodded and headed towards the parking lot while calling back Natasha who was guarding the back door of the museum.

"Be sure to keep this state, buddy," he said to the Winter Soldier who was still in a state of confusion before getting into the car, "I paid for this car myself, if you dare to take off the steering wheel like before, I will But the captain will be forced to use his pension to pay off your debts."

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Under the guidance of Jarvis, they entered the underground parking lot of the Avengers Building through a secret passage. Amnesty was given to everyone involved in this matter, but the media still clung to them. The outside of the building was full of reporters and protest groups. They had never hoped that Loki was still on Earth like now. At least this guy knew how to deal with this kind of situation. matter.

Steve carefully took the Winter Soldier to the health center on the 11th floor, while Natasha accompanied Sam, who had only visitor authority, to the cafeteria on the 5th floor, and sat alone in a chair while the latter happily picked up the meal in a daze.

should i stayShe asked herself this way, she shouldn't stay, in order to completely destroy Hydra, she made public all the internal information of S.H.I.E.L.D., including her own - her shady past, the All the false identities, the secret missions she's been on.Soon, enemies will come to her, and she may even face charges from some governments. She should leave the United States long before things get entangled, and create a new identity for herself.

But she didn't want to leave.

When they were on missions together, they used to complain that Loki's morals were a mess, and in fact she wasn't much better.The beginning decides everything, although she looks like a female leopard, beautiful and powerful, but at first she was only trained as a knife and a gun, able to kill the target accurately and neatly, but she will never be able to think independently, even if she leaves The imprint of "Red House" in her mind remains unmoved, causing her to be vacillating and in a dilemma whenever she encounters something that needs to be decided by herself, and thus she is used again and again.

Therefore, when she thought that Nick Fury was dead, she would be so terrified and at a loss. She looked forward to the light, hoping to help and protect more people, so as to make up for the mistakes she had committed in the past, but once there was nothing to do. If she is led by someone she believes in, it is difficult for her to take a single step, because she cannot be sure whether she is walking on the right path, and she does not have such judgment.

She respects Rogers, even a little bit of admiration for him, not a woman's admiration for a man, but a spy's admiration for a soldier-he never seems to be lost, always knows what he should do and moves forward bravely, always fair and aboveboard .And no matter the purpose is good or bad, she will only use dark means, lurking, assassination, disguise, but as Steve said, living like this is very tiring, you have to remember every lie you tell, so that you can continue Don't get caught when you make up lies that are far from the truth.

Maybe she should stay, stay with the symbol of the American spirit, follow him, listen to him, since he will not use himself for bad things, and will not go astray.

"Don't you want something to eat?" Sam sat down opposite Natasha with two large plates of food. I haven't been to any really fancy places either, and the US government has always been stingy with veterans."

Natasha smiled and shook her head: "I just want to have a glass of wine, but it's not even noon now, drinking is too depraved."

"It's kind of like that," Sam threw a small biscuit into his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed it with enjoyment, "By the way, what's going on with that Loki?"

"Gourmet food with gossip, you really know how to enjoy it." The red-haired female agent curled her lips, "But it's a top secret, and only members of the alliance have the authority to know, so, should you consider joining the Avengers?"

"Using this kind of trick to recruit people? It's a really new way," the black boy muttered, trying to swallow the spaghetti in his mouth, then put down his fork, and replied solemnly, "I mean, of course I would like to fight side by side with Captain America It's such a great feeling, no one would say no to that."

Natasha trusts Sam, but this does not prevent her from using some tricks to find out about him, so she also took some food for herself, chatting with the quasi-Avenger while enjoying the food, and mastered him There are countless little secrets.

They ate this meal for more than two hours, until Captain America summoned his comrades: "Natasha, can you get something to eat? I can't leave, but Bucky should be hungry."

"It was a pleasure talking to you," Natasha stood up, "but I have to be a delivery boy, we'll talk next time."

She sent the dinner plate to the recycling place while Sam was watching, repacked two large portions of food, and carried them to the dormitory area on the 20th floor.

The door of Steve's room was wide open, and it was surprisingly quiet inside. Natasha walked in tentatively, and found that two people were in the small dining room, one was sitting on a chair digging for ice cream, the other was standing by and watching, the former The moment Natasha just showed her head, she jumped up from the chair in a "crack".

"Bucky——" Steve called softly, he didn't make any drastic moves, he just pulled the corner of Ladong Soldier's clothes, but this was enough to calm the lion with its fangs bared temporarily.

Natasha walked in calmly and put the packaged food on the table. Now, she had the opportunity to take a good look at her former lover - he was almost the same as she remembered, except that there was more stubble on his chin , the mixed temperament between a man and a boy makes Natasha's vicissitudes of life beat brightly.

"Remember me? Dear instructor." She said to the Winter Soldier in a soft voice, as if she had returned to her girlhood, but the latter seemed to forget about Natasha after making sure that she was not threatening. , Going through the pile of newly brought food on his own.

Natasha tried to hide her bitterness with a smile, but finally gave up.She hooked her fingers at Steve, and the two walked to the door together.

"How's the test result?" she whispered to Steve.

"Very bad," said the blond man with a sad expression, "preliminary judgment is that they probably destroyed his memory by shocking the hippocampus, but Zola's serum experiment made his self-healing ability much stronger than that of ordinary people, although memories will occur. lost, but most of them have been transferred to the cerebral cortex and are permanently preserved."

"So he can remember a little bit?"

"I don't know, they say the human brain is too complicated for anyone to be sure." Steve lowered his head, "Bucky's not in good shape either, that metal arm is too heavy for his daily activities It is not a small burden, and it will cause a series of problems such as functional scoliosis of the thoracic spine and muscle strain. This is probably one of the reasons why they had to freeze him repeatedly, and he still has many old injuries on his body. There's a bullet still in his thigh that hasn't been removed—"

They obviously didn't treat Bucky as a human being, and even a weapon was poorly maintained, and Steve clenched his fists, suddenly terrified, if Bucky hadn't been sent on a mission to wipe himself out; He failed to take off his mask, recognize him, and call out his name in a firefight; if he didn't find him first, and was caught by Hydra first, how long would Bucky be treated like this?

"He'll be fine," Natasha whispered reassuringly, clearly feeling Captain America's pain, "and we'll help him get well."

"He is a hero of World War II. He has done a lot for the country and the people. He should not suffer this kind of treatment." Steve looked at Bucky, and the crucified Jesus was unconsciously stuffing three pieces of sushi into his mouth at once. With bulging cheeks like a harmless little hamster, "he should marry a pretty blonde girl, live in a house with a small garden, have four or five children, each as cute as he is, They would be running around on the grass and pestering him to tell stories about the war, and he should stay away from this cruelty - it's all my fault!"

"To be fair, Cap, it's not your fault—" Natasha didn't know which one of them she should pity more, "Maybe you should see a psychiatrist, although S.H.I.E.L.D. is over, but the league also provides such funds .”

"It's my fault!" growled Steve, and had to scramble to get his emotions under control again when he realized the Winter Soldier had stopped eating and was looking at them in alarm, "It's not some damn 'survivor's guilt', There are hundreds of people who could be made into the 'Winter Soldier,' so why must it be Bucky?"

He covered his face in pain, and said the fact that he could never recover: "Just because he is my best friend, because I love him and care about him, and those Soviets hate me, what is better than letting Captain America What would make them happier if a good partner goes through life and death for them?"

Natasha felt a pang of sadness in her heart, Steve was right, he could always see the crux of the matter, he was always right, and a person who is obsessed with being right must suffer more.

"We can think about it from another angle, because of you, James can live." She took a deep breath, trying to say something to make the person who fell into guilt feel better.

"No, Natasha, that can't be called 'alive,'" Steve trembled, and at that moment, Natasha almost thought he would burst into tears. Life is worse than death, and they trampled on his soul, which is more terrible than destroying his body."

They were silent, neither of them had the strength to continue the conversation with anger and grief. The only sound in the room was the sound of the Winter Soldier chewing food. Could there be a more lame accompaniment than this?

"So, you're going to let him live in your room?" Natasha finally developed a relatively light but rather urgent topic, while Steve was stunned for a moment.

"I didn't think much about it," his face blushed inappropriately, "but we often lived together when we were young, which might help him recover his memory, and he trusts me, so his nerves won't be too tense with me around." Tight—sometimes I'm really worried he'll snap."

Natasha looked at Captain America amusedly.

"I didn't think much of it," she said jokingly. "You're an honest man, you don't take advantage of others, and James isn't some little girl who needs someone to protect her virginity—he's got a great iron arm, If he is not satisfied with your kiss, he will directly hit your handsome face."

Steve opened his mouth and was about to refute, when Jarvis' voice came from above his head at the right time: "Captain Rogers, Mr. Stark specially designed three couple suites for Alliance members when renovating the Avengers Building, one of which is now available He shares Mr. Rocky, do you wish to apply for a suite to live with Sergeant Barnes?"