"I don't care about your addiction anymore! I won't take no for an answer! Please, Buck..."

"Okay. Promise you won't hate me on sight?"

"I promise. I promise to love you and never let you know otherwise, even when it's hard for me to do that. Hell, I love you so much for all the little things that you do for me and with me."

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"Bye, Becca. I'll miss you." Bucky said, hugging his older sister.

"Bye, Bucket. You better visit me, ya got that?" Rebecca said, hugging her younger brother happily.

"Yeah, sis, I'll try to visit. Bye." Bucky said, running out the door and launching himself into the sky. 

Rebecca Barnes stood in the doorway of her front door, watching her younger brother fly of into the evening sky, pondering how he managed to turn out so sweet and kind even though he had the weirdest anatomy of all the people she knew. Wings, metal arm, anxiety, depression, and multiple addictions, but he was still so nice.

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Meanwhile, back at the Warzone Secrets's house, Steve was just finishing up on a painting and preparing himself to go to bed. He was subconsciously making the paint containers float around him and he appeared to have sharply pointed ears and bright gold eyes. Loki sat on Steve's futon, her short hair doing ridiculous things and being frizzy as she tried to tame it by herself. Nat was brushing out Wanda's long hair and braided it. Clint was perched atop Steve's dresser, watching everyone else with a fascination in their eyes. Pietro sat on the floor, his back against the dresser. 

It was close to midnight, so it was an amazement that Pietro and Wanda were still wide awake and still enjoying the company of the night owls, talking and laughing.

"Alright everyone, I need ya to get out of my room because it is time for me to sleep otherwise I will turn into hate mode again." Steve said, putting the paints away and the brushes in his sink.

Everyone left pretty fast at that warning and Steve took off his binder and slid into bed with a content sigh, knowing that Bucky was going to be home in the next few days.

Bucky had probably flown all the way out to Washington state to see his sister and probably to crash there for a few days, but he would be back soon.

That's a good thing.