He sees Steve lying on the deck with his hand at his throat, looking up at him. Your name is James Buchanan Barnes. You're my friend, he says, and Bucky feels something shatter within him in the here and now just as it had then.

The last word hits the air, and instead of falling into the darkness that the mountain pass had brought him to, he lands here in the present, in the warm night by the fire, still aware. Still himself.

Tears are streaking silently down his face. His shoulders shake as he fights to hold back the sobs.