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Fill: I'm Yours to the End of the Line (4/?)

[(Anonymous)]

Things are still a little blurry. He gets the short version of the story out of Steve while they try to find a way out of the building. Then there is a guy with a red face beneath his regular face, and just, what? Bucky starts to think maybe he’s hallucinating. He barely gets across the beam with his vision going double every couple of steps, but he does, and then Steve is trying to tell him to leave without him.

“No! Not without you!” Bucky shouts, the sheer panic of losing Steve nearly enough to bring him to his knees.

Steve jumps. He makes it. Bucky is pretty much convinced he’s dreaming.

They march. Steve quickly organizes the vehicles they’ve taken, puts the worst wounded on or in them, and the ones that can’t walk. The fact that he doesn’t even try to put Bucky on one, just looks him over and then turns away to give orders, makes something settle in Bucky’s chest. He sticks carefully to Steve’s side, half convinced he’ll look away and Steve will vanish like a mirage.

The marching does a good job of convincing him he’s not dreaming. It’s monotonous and Bucky can feel his whole body flare up in pain with every step. It’s nothing like the fever dreams he was having strapped to that table, his parents calling him Yasha and Steve holding his hand.

When they break the first night for camp, Steve still giving orders and organizing men like he was born for it – which, really, wouldn’t surprise Bucky at all – one of the other NCOs comes up to him, hands open and carefully in his field of vision, and offers to help him out. Bucky almost says yes out of habit, but he has a flash of the man, the scientist, telling him he’s perfect, and the nausea is immediate and intense. He’s not sure what to make of that, but saying yes seems far away and impossible.

He looks down at his hands, and they’re steady around his rifle, and that’s all Bucky needs at the moment, so he says no. The Staff Sergeant looks surprised but doesn’t press.

When Steve’s done getting everyone set up and assigned watch rotations, he returns to Bucky. It’s with easy camaraderie that he invites Bucky to be his watch buddy, to sleep next to him in the formation. It’s like how the other soldiers treat him, not at all like how he’s used to Steve treating him. Bucky doesn’t know what that means, if it means that Steve doesn’t want to be his Dom anymore. It’s not like they’re married, and Bucky has been away a long time, unable to take care of Steve, and Steve is taking care of himself these days anyway.

Bucky settles down next to Steve, rifle across his lap, and tries to imagine falling asleep. Steve always knows when Bucky can’t sleep, so he starts in on the more detailed version of the story he’d briefly told Bucky earlier, of how he came to be the way he is now. He gathers a little bit of a crowd, some of them Bucky vaguely recalls walking past as they’d led him to the isolation ward, or seeing around the unit. Others, like Sergeant Dugan, he knows because everyone in the 107th knows him. Dugan’s a loud, expressive guy, though not from Bucky’s platoon, but here he’s quiet and respectful as Steve tells his story.

They all laugh, quietly, as Steve gets to the part where he’s performing on stage in tights. Eventually, when it’s so dark they can all barely see him, Steve tells them quietly of finding out that Bucky and most of his unit had been captured. Bucky sucks in a breath because, well, he didn’t really think about why Steve was there in the first place, but he hadn’t thought it was for him. Steve’s hand settles on Bucky’s shoulder, not his neck or head, giving contact without pushing for more, and for the first time since Bucky got the letter in the mail, he relaxes.

“So you’re Jimmy’s Steve, huh?” Dugan asks. Bucky startles at the nickname, considering him and Dugan have never spoken. But, he supposes he’s like Dugan in that regard – most of the other NCOs know who he is, even if they’ve never actually met. It’s the community of soldiers and making sure their best shot has steady hands.

“I am,” Steve says, and Bucky hears an echo, his own promise from when they were teenagers: I’m yours to the end of the line, Sir.

Re: Fill: I'm Yours to the End of the Line (4/?)

[(Anonymous)]

OP - Still here and still loving this! :D :D