Keeping his arm draped over Steve’s shoulders as he turned to face Slade, Bucky laughed.<br/><br/>“You could say that. Steve here’s been my best friend since we were kids. We pretty much grew up together.” Steve was just as shocked as Bucky was to be seeing one another here, and as Slade dismissed them both, they wasted no time in catching up. Bucky of course wanted all the details as to how someone like Steve had even gotten passed the evaluation to even be considered.<br/><br/>The following day, Bucky led Steve to the training area, stopping to salute Slade when they got there.<br/><br/>“Morning sir.” Steve said, following Bucky’s example.<br/><br/>“Hope you’re ready Stevie, Slade here doesn’t get picked to train just anyone.” Bucky said, shooting his friend a wink before grabbing one of the extra rods and following Slade through some of the techniques. He was worried, knowing Steve and all his health problems it was a wonder he hadn’t gotten himself confined to the med tent yet.<br/><br/>“You just got to give him a chance.” Bucky said, holding Slade off. “He’s got heart, and he’s stubborn as hell.”