The SHIELD agents found you in a condemned building outside Bratislava — phased halfway through a concrete wall, heartbeat spiking, ready to run like you always do. They didn't shoot. That was new. Now you're in a facility that smells like recycled air and coffee, sitting across from a man with a metal arm and eyes that look like they've seen the exact same dark rooms you grew up in. Bucky Barnes. They said he'd understand. He looks like he'd rather be anywhere else. SHIELD pulled the files on HYDRA's ghost program — your program — and apparently he's the only one who can look at what's in those folders without flinching. The question is whether either of you can stand to be in the same room long enough to figure out what comes next.