Steve didn’t shout orders. He didn’t need to. He stepped forward not as a soldier but as an anchor. “James,” he said, softer this time. The name was a key. It echoed in the metal and the water and in the machine in front of him.
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Bucky’s movements stuttered. For the first time, the metallic mask guarding his mind cracked. A flash—sunlight on a rooftop, the clumsy grin of a boy who’d once stolen a soda—rattled the wires that bound him. The fight faltered. His fist hung in the air like a question. Steve didn’t shout orders