Bucky's POV

I walk through the front doors of the compound and up the stairs to find the others standing around.

"Where have you been?!" Natasha scolds me.

"I caught up to Zemo." I explain, seeing an intrigued look on everyone's face. "He's no longer an issue."

They exchange glances and Sam speaks up. "You killed him?" He asks, I nod.

"Why?!" Tony asks. "You should've brought him here! We could've questioned him! Maybe we could've found out the reason behind Alex's..." He stops talking and takes a deep breath.

"He wasn't going to tell us anything. If anything he would've messed with our heads like he did last time to get us to turn on one another." I remind him. "Where's Steve?"

"He should be in his room." Bruce says.

I turn on my heels and head up to the next floor. I quickly slip into my room at the end of the hall, which is right across from Steve's, and lock the door behind me. I slide my window open and Ally jumps inside.

"What took you so long?" She asks, brushing some snow off of her jacket.

"I couldn't just run up here, they'd get suspicious." I point, closing the window before any snow can get in. "If you didn't insist on remaining unseen you wouldn't have had to wait out there."

She rolls her eyes at me and I can't help but chuckle.

"How's Steve?" She asks.

"I'm going to check on him now." I say, she nods. "Stay here and be quiet."

Before Ally and I got to the compound, she disabled Friday's arrival/departure alerts as well as the outside cameras long enough for her to sneak inside.

I slip back out of my room and across the hall to Steve's. "Hey pal." I pop my head in to find him on his bed. "How ya feelin?"

"Did you know?" He asks, ignoring my question. I furrow my eyebrows. "She's alive, Buck. I saw her, she's the one that put me on bed-rest." I raise an eyebrow at him. "Ally." He speaks quietly. "Zemo has Ally."

"Zemo's dead." I sit on the edge of his bed.

"Did you know?" He asks again.

I sigh as I look at him. His side is patched up but clearly still bleeding a lot considering the blood-soaked bandage. He looks pale, a lot paler than usual, and weak.

"I went looking for you this morning after not hearing from you. I saw the woman who attacked me and followed her into an alley." I tell the story of how Ally cornered me and told me to bring the team. I then go on to tell him about how Zemo was controlling her so she doesn't remember seeing him and then how she killed Zemo.

"Where is she now?" He asks, looking up at me. I bite the inside of my cheek and his eyes widen. "She's here?" He sits up too quickly and cries out in pain.

"Nobody knows, she snuck in." I hush him and help him lay back down.

"She was always good at doing things under our noses, huh?" He chuckles. "Is she okay?"

"You're over here bleeding out and you're worried about her? The girl that caused this?" I laugh. "She's fine. Probably trying to figure out that remote thing."

There's a knock on the door and Sam's head pops in. "Dinner time." He walks in with a plate for Steve. "If you need anything just let Friday know." He tells him after setting his plate down.

Steve thanks him and I give Steve a small smile as I follow Sam out of the room.

"Did you really kill Zemo?" He asks as we walk down to the kitchen.

"No, I let him go with a warning so that he has another chance to kill us all." I say sarcastically, earning a punch in the arm from Sam.

"Hey! No rough housing." Wanda scolds us. The two of us chuckle as we take our seats at the table for a family-style dinner.

Steve's POV

After tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum leave my room, I carefully sit up and lean my back against the wall. I reach for the plate that Sam brought me but wince as I do. Of course he set it down right out of my reach.

My door slowly opens and I sigh. "I don't need any help. I can do things on my own still." It's just a cut, why is everyone babying me?

"Are you sure?" Ally steps through the door and quickly closes it behind her.

I feel tears building in my eyes as I look at her and want nothing more than to wrap my arms around her. She walks over to me and sits on the edge of my bed.

"I'm sorry." She looks down.

"It's not your fault." I stare at her. She looks up at me with tears in her eyes and my heart breaks. "C'mere." I hold my arms open and she scoots closer so that I can hold her.

"I'm such a terrible person." She sniffs as she cries into my bare chest. "I put all of you through hell, and for what?"

"Don't talk like that." A few tears roll down my cheeks. "You're a wonderful person. None of this was your doing." I remind her. "I'm just glad you're okay."

She pulls away from me and I wipe her tears away. I give her a small smile and she looks down at my bandage. "How bad is it?"

"Not bad. Just a few days of bed rest to let it heal." I say, she nods.

Her fingers graze the stained bandage and she sighs before standing up. "Well since you don't want company, I'll leave you to it."

She turns away and I grab her wrist to spin her back around, simultaneously pulling her towards me.

"Stay." I look up at her. "Please."

A small smile forms on her face as she gives in. She grabs my plate from the small table and hands it to me so that I can eat as she sits beside me.

"Oh my gosh." I realize as I'm just about done with my food. "When was the last time you ate?"

She thinks for a moment and shrugs. "I'm sure James will bring something up for me."

I look down at my plate and nod. I finish the last of my food and she reaches over me to put the plate back on the table.

"So.. You and Bucky." I get comfortable as I lay back down. She raises an eyebrow at me. "I know he stayed at your apartment for a few days before you.. Disappeared."

"After the incident it was hard for me to sleep." She explains. "James just happened to be there I guess."

"So there's nothing going on with you two?" I ask again.

She presses her lips into a thin line. "There almost was." She sighs. "But then he told me how he really felt. At least I found out before anything else happened."

"Anything else?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"It's a long story." She looks up at me. "Someone will probably come in to check on you soon. I should probably go back to James's room." She stands and walks to the door.

"Ally." I speak, causing her to glance back at me. "If you want to talk about anything, I'm here." I say, she nods and gives me a small smile.

"I don't get why he won't let us take care of him. He's still human!" I hear Bruce's voice in the hallway.

"He doesn't like being vulnerable. It's a part of his tough, super-soldier act I guess." Tony says in response.

Ally turns to look at me with a worried expression as their footsteps approach the room. I look around the room and gesture for her to slide under my bed to avoid getting caught. She quickly but quietly runs over and slides all the way under the bed frame. I readjust myself on my bed just as the door opens.