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[It's bittersweet, but he smiles at that.]

'Steve bear' doesn't have the same ring to it as 'Bucky bear' though.

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[He snorts at that, though the sound is weak, half-hearted.]

Captain Ameri-bear.

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Oh no.

[He chuckles a little at that.]

Now I'll have to find a toy maker to make them.

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[He likes hearing Steve laugh. It makes him feel a little better. This whole conversation has.]

Wouldn't mind having one.

[Even if... a bear of himself trivializes what he is, but... it's okay. It's a joke. It's okay.]

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He could keep you company when I couldn't.

[Which he's feeling more and more guilty about.]

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Yes.

[He's quiet a moment.]

I don't care what the monarchs say. I won't stop talking to you or seeing you.

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You know that could get you in a lot of trouble. Even killed.

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I don't care.

[He hisses it out with vehemence.]

They don't have my loyalty enough for that.

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[Steve cares. He cares but he also understands. As much as he wants Bucky to be safe, as much as he doesn't want to endanger him, he also won't tell him not to talk to him.

He won't turn his back on him either. They don't have Steve's loyalty either, but Bucky does.]

They'll have to kill me first.

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They won't.

[Again, vehemently.]

I won't let them.

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It's okay, Buck.

[He's getting upset again, wound up with no outlet.]

We just have to be careful until this is over. Then we can be together all we want.

[GAAAAAAAY.]

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[He hisses, and it starts off angry, but then peters out into a desperate sound.]

It'll never be over, Steve.

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It can be if we want it to be.

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[He struggles to control his breath, his emotions.]

Then what happens to us?

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I don't know. I just know that telling us that this shard in our chest is what makes us special is a lie, but one they're desperate to make us believe.

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[He takes a deep breath.]

I don't know.

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Yeah.

[It's one of the patented reckless Steve Rogers ideas. He shouldn't be bringing him into it. When the Winter Soldier has more self-preservation skills than you do...]

So Sam made me come to the Nest, but he won't bake me any cookies.

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[The Winter Soldier was also conditioned to follow orders. Just sayin'.]

Terrible.

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[Right before he broke his biggest one.]

Right?

[Steve snorts.]

Maybe tomorrow.

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[He echoes the snort. But then he's quiet for a moment.]

How long will you be there?

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I don't know.

[He sighs. That seems to be his answer to a lot of things these days.]

I guess until I'm needed somewhere else.

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[That makes sense. He's quiet for a moment again.]

I'll... be with Ariadne.

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I know.

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[He's quiet again, for longer this time.]

Do you love her?

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[That question catches him off-guard. Steve's quiet for a minute.]

Yeah, I think I do. But...

[There's worry at the edge of his voice. Things he's started to notice lately. Things that scare him as much as anything can.]

I don't know what's gonna happen.