It's been months since the infamous Civil war, the conflict had thankfully been resolved, and the team was having a bonding night.

They where actually going through Tony's stuff from his parents and Peggy. Steve, Bucky and Bruce where reading things by Howard Stark. Natasha, Pepper, Wanda and Tony where reading things by Peggy Carter. And every one else was reading about Maria Stark.

It was Natasha who broke the silence, "Hey, Bucky?" The old soldier hummed in acknowledgement, "Since when did you have a little brother?"

Both Steve and Bucky froze, looking up at each other before bolting over to the big bean bag the Widow was seated in, nocking Clint over in the process.

"Where?! Did he survive the war?!" Bucky had firmly grabbed her shoulders, shaking her back and forth.

Noticing that Bucky was losing a bit to much of his control of his strength, Steve firmly grabbed his lovers shoulders and drew him in for a backwards hug. Looking up at everyone with a wobbly smile, Steve motioned for them to sit around him and Bucky.

Once everyone was seated he began, "I don't know where to begin with this. Uh, how about everyone asks one question each, dose that sound good?" Steve's preposition was meet nods and a few sounds good. "Wanda, you first"

"What was his name?"

Bucky was the on to answer her, "His name was, Peter Benjamin Barnes"

The questions just keep rolling in from there. And Bucky always answered.

"How old was he?" Sam.

"He was born in 1921, April 16. He was 24 at the end of the war, and 18 when it began"

"What did he work as?" Rhodey.

"He was a healer, but if it came down to fighting he was good with a sniper rifle"

"Was he a good person?" Vision.

"He was the best person. He would always but others needs before him, never putting himself as the top priority. If you needed someone to talk to, he was your guy. It didn't help that he was small and had big doe like eyes and fluffy brown baby soft hair that made everyone love him"

"What where some of his hobbies?" Clint.

"He liked writing in his spare time, but he also enjoyed baking"

"Was he smart?" Bruce.

"One of the smartest, he could actually understand Howard and the other scientist. I never knew how"

"Was he hot?" You guessed it, Tony.

Bucky sent one of his death glares at the billionaire for his comment, "I'm not answering that"

And finally the last person, Natasha, "Do you know that he's probably still alive?"

This made everyone stop and stare at her, Steve was the one to answer seeing that Bucky was in to much shock, "What are you talking about, Natasha? What do you mean he's still alive? Peggy told me he had a grave, I visited his grave countless times! He can't be alive. He can't", the last words where said in a broken and shaky whisper.

Natasha looked at him with the closest look to pity you could give, without it being a pitying look, "Yes he may have a grave, but that doesn't mean that the body was found. In the report that was in the book it says that he disappeared about three years after the war ended. In here Peggy personally wrote down, and in her own words it says ''Helped him find a place he could hibernate and still be safe'' do you know what she's talking about, Bucky?"

Bucky had looked Natasha dead in the eye and said two words, "Hydra, alps", in Russian, before bolting to the elevator screaming at Friday to prepare a quinjet.

Natasha and Wanda's eyes widened before rushing after the ex-solider yelling at everyone to go get ready.

"Why?", asked Clint, already reaching for his bow.

It was Friday who answered him, "I believe Sergeant Barnes figured out the location of his brother" at that Steve rushed after them, the others soon following.

{/Well this is a lot shorter then I would of liked, but hey, what can you do? As you can see, I've started a one-shot book! Yay :> I know this is the first part, but anyone wanna give me any requests? I'm always open! With all of that, I wish you all happy holidays and a good new year!\}