[Bucky glances at Sam, brows furrowed at his spoken words. He doesn't understand what the difference is between that and his previous response. Why say it again? Instead, his anger ignites alongside the panic, blooms into life with the fuel of his nightmares. Maria's face rises to the forefront of his mind and then her son's when he found out.]
Stop it! [He shouts aloud, voice heavy as he tries to catch his breath. But he can't. He can't breathe. His heart is about to burst out of his chest. A hundred different faces join Maria's, all silenced by his hands, the weapon's.]
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Stop it! [He shouts aloud, voice heavy as he tries to catch his breath. But he can't. He can't breathe. His heart is about to burst out of his chest. A hundred different faces join Maria's, all silenced by his hands, the weapon's.]