Dear Bucky,

You are not dead. I refuse to believe that. You promised that you would come back, and I'm still holding you to it.

I didn't anything could hurt this bad though. And I now know that my mother was right. Loving you is dangerous. But now I can't stop, and I haven't been able to since I first realized.

I love you James Buchanan Barnes. I only wish I had told you sooner.

Steve and I are coming to find you. Everyone says it's pointless, but I don't buy it; you guys weren't found. We're leaving tomorrow, and I will fight into the lowest depths of hell to get you back.

You're coming home Bucky.

Love,

Gideon

[9/22/16]