There perhaps shouldnāt have been something so comforting as arriving at an army base - Steve hadnāt been home in months as it was, and the stiff cots and muck-served meals of the mess halls were far from the comforts of even the hotels heād frequented before. Still, there was something about the atmosphere that made this more home than heād been in all of that time. Steve knew exactly what it was, though, and it wasnāt that the entire camp was celebrating the return of their lost compatriots or that in the end he wasnāt being drawn and quartered for going against Colonel Phillips as much as he had.
No, Steve was staring at the reason everything felt right again. Heād found Bucky, alive and... Well, he was alive and that had been more than Steve had been counting on. Heād been hoping for it, gone into enemy territory for it, but even he had known the chances of it actually being true. Heād just had to know for himself. But here they were, next to each other as they were looked over by nurses and finally released for at least a little bit of time while the doctors all tried to figure out what to do with the men brought back.Ā
Steve couldnāt help his grinning.Ā āDidnāt think weād be sitting here like this,ā he confessed.