But he believes her. She wouldn't lie to him. Not about something like this. No one with a heart would lie about something like this.
He's having trouble breathing. For a moment he thinks it's the start of an asthma attack, though he hasn't had so much as a wheeze in months. The world feels gray and impossible. It can't exist without Bucky. Maybe it did, once, but it can't any more.
Where they are, when they're from, and how they got here - none of those questions are significant any more. The world has stopped spinning, and he's waiting to fly off.
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But he believes her. She wouldn't lie to him. Not about something like this. No one with a heart would lie about something like this.
He's having trouble breathing. For a moment he thinks it's the start of an asthma attack, though he hasn't had so much as a wheeze in months. The world feels gray and impossible. It can't exist without Bucky. Maybe it did, once, but it can't any more.
Where they are, when they're from, and how they got here - none of those questions are significant any more. The world has stopped spinning, and he's waiting to fly off.