"I know, I know," Bucky laughed, shrugging Steve's hand away as he shoved him. The smile faded, though, as Steve fell silent. "I- yeah, Steve. It's- God, I don't know. I didn't mean to fall for her, but you were gone and she understood. Hell, I think we both fought it, not wanting to jump into anything for the wrong reasons, but.."
He trailed off, shaking his head. "They weren't all ruined because of you. Believe me. But yeah, she's turned me into a big old softie." He smiled a little, thinking of his wife. "I just thought you should know. You know. Before you get there and it's a shock."
He sat up a little once more. "There's another universe. The other Steve, one of the ones you talked to- he became Captain America. Down a plane into the Arctic, like I said. In his world, I- well, Bucky- became the Winter Soldier, Hydra's pet soldier. They found Steve seventy years later."