Steve groaned as he hit the bed, his hand coming up to cover the worst of the wounds on his middle. "He's Bucky." he mumbled again, trying to force himself to believe it. He nodded to Peggy, staring up to their ceiling. e could see the little pin-points up there, the ones that would be her gift tomorrow, but part of him wished now that it was different. Camp Leigh felt so...tainted.