Date: 2011-11-03 11:25 pm (UTC)
It feels like a win, and if I’m honest, I’d forgotten what that was like.

“Go!” I shout over the drone of the engine and the rush of the wind, not diving from the wing until the tiniest fraction of a second after Bucky does. I can’t, until that moment, until I am one hundred percent sure that I’m not leaving him behind.

Not again. Never again.

The fall to the water is exhilarating the way recklessly stupid things usually are. I think in the distance I can hear the angry, panicked shouts of a madman and his soldiers, and the burst of metal and mortar and air as the plane explodes. The water is like a wall of ice rushing up to meet me, but it doesn’t hit nearly as hard as I remember. It’s murky, but I can make out Bucky a few yards away and can’t stop myself from smiling, cold be damned, as I kick toward the light and break the surface of the water.
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