[The problem with having perfect recall is that it gives your mind some really, really great fodder for nightmares. Most of the time, when Steve has bad dreams, it's less a dream and more the past playing out again and again in horrible perfect detail, and he's never, ever able to change things the way he desperately wants to.
He's also usually a heavier sleeper than he means to be - sure, he's got great reflexes and the senses to go with it, but his body also needs the sleep to regenerate anything it's lost during the day. He can go for days without sleeping, if he has to, but when he does sleep, it's usually pretty hard.
He's dreaming - remembering - Bucky falling off that train, like he's dreamed a hundred, maybe two or three hundred times before. He's never fast enough, never good enough, and all he can do is cling to the ruined side of the car and watch his best friend disappear, and there's never, ever, anything he can do about it.
But before the scene can replay again, or maybe morph into something else just as horrible, someone's shaking him. That starts to pull him out of it, but he's a little slow to respond - and he must still be dreaming, because a second later, someone touches his forehead, and no one's touched him like that in years. Not since his mom died. In fact, he thinks he can hear her talking to him now -
He starts to come awake - really awake, blinking and remembering where he is, which is on his floor with Bucky, only… the person looking at him is not Bucky. In fact, it's nowhere near Bucky, it's a woman, which is confusing because as he squints and gets a clearer picture, she's wearing Bucky's clothes and… what?
Steve jerks a little, away from the unfamiliar touch. For a second, he remembers that "nurse" they sent in to comfort him when he first woke up in New York after 70 years, but that's not the case here. He's on the Barge. But he doesn't know who this is.] What - where's Bucky? Who are you?
[And why are you wearing his clothes? This is really, really weird.]
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He's also usually a heavier sleeper than he means to be - sure, he's got great reflexes and the senses to go with it, but his body also needs the sleep to regenerate anything it's lost during the day. He can go for days without sleeping, if he has to, but when he does sleep, it's usually pretty hard.
He's dreaming - remembering - Bucky falling off that train, like he's dreamed a hundred, maybe two or three hundred times before. He's never fast enough, never good enough, and all he can do is cling to the ruined side of the car and watch his best friend disappear, and there's never, ever, anything he can do about it.
But before the scene can replay again, or maybe morph into something else just as horrible, someone's shaking him. That starts to pull him out of it, but he's a little slow to respond - and he must still be dreaming, because a second later, someone touches his forehead, and no one's touched him like that in years. Not since his mom died. In fact, he thinks he can hear her talking to him now -
He starts to come awake - really awake, blinking and remembering where he is, which is on his floor with Bucky, only… the person looking at him is not Bucky. In fact, it's nowhere near Bucky, it's a woman, which is confusing because as he squints and gets a clearer picture, she's wearing Bucky's clothes and… what?
Steve jerks a little, away from the unfamiliar touch. For a second, he remembers that "nurse" they sent in to comfort him when he first woke up in New York after 70 years, but that's not the case here. He's on the Barge. But he doesn't know who this is.] What - where's Bucky? Who are you?
[And why are you wearing his clothes? This is really, really weird.]