A/N: Sam Pov:

  It's been a few weeks since Steve Left and Natasha died. Bucky hasn't been taking it well. But I mean neither have I. Because Bucky's apartment is trashed I invited him to live with me. But he really never comes out. Only for a mission or bathroom. He doesn't eat. Not even plums. I do dislike him very much but I'm worried.
        It's not easy being (green) Captain America. I could never be like Steve. I've tried to Patrice with the shield but it never works. I'm way slower. And don't even TALK ABOUT MY BUTT. Bucky should of got it. He was good with the shield and amazingly fast.  His butt is fine and he's old too. Steve hurt us both and left without even telling us. But I'll try to give Bucky some food. He's terrible at cooking that's why he only eats plums. He hasn't ate in eight days which scares me. I make some chicken, rice and mashed potatoes. It's just enough for us. I grab a plate and go to his locked door. I knock. Nothing. I knock again. Louder this time. Nothing. "Bucky! Answer and unlock now! You're gonna starve!" I yell. Nothing. Though I hear a few heavy breaths. "JAMES BARNES OPEN UP NOW!!!" I scream. I can't take it. Then I hear a loud          " NO! " "Please! I'm worried! Open up! It's food! You need it! You haven't showered! Open up!" I knock harder and harder. Then the door opens to reveal and human hand. I grab it and pull him out and it revels and broken Bucky. "Oh Bucky..."

A/N: hahahahaha cliff hanger already!!!! Sorry it's small. Seeya tomorrow, or maybe even later hehhe