06-21-2016, 01:41 PM
"What about your ride?" Bucky asked incredulously. It was by some luck that they found a cabin, otherwise Bucky had the feeling they would've frozen over in the middle of Russia. Frozen over again. When they got inside, Bucky was shaking from the cold, his skin slightly paler than normal but he was still standing, if just barely. The cabin was nice but without any fire it was still cold in the room. The first thing Bucky does is make his way to the nearest chair, sitting down carefully and placing a hand on his overly swollen belly as he struggled to catch his breath.