The quiet double knock on your door distracts you from your book. You know who that is. It's Bucky. You put your book down and sit upright in your bed, smiling as you say, "Come in!" He opens the door, his expression is...different. Uncertainty, sadness and a touch of fear are reflected on his face. "I want to talk…" The color drains from your face and your smile disappears. Things can't end well with these words. “Don’t worry… It’s about me. I want to tell you about my past with Hydra…"