<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Kj3LuFF.jpg)</div>Letting the biomechanical part of Bucky's body take the strain of the drive was a good idea. He could already feel his strength returning a little, aided by his enhanced cellular regeneration of course. The body starting to heal up was all nice and good, but his mind still felt like a mess. Like three different realities were battling inside it. A part of him had never left the 1940's, and the other part of him just knew the world and everything that had happened. Everything<em>he</em>had done. The thought caused a sharp sense of panic for a moment, but he pushed it back rather quickly when Karina began to confirm his suspicions.<br/><br/>The last thing Bucky wanted was to panic around the potential empath. Regardless, her explanation for it seemed spot on. "You definitely have something working there." He answered as he adjusted himself in the seat some. He was starting to try and plan their next move once they got to the safehouse when he heard her mutter about how she couldn't believe they wanted her dead. He almost did a good job of ignoring it, until he caught her touching her neck where he'd.....<br/><br/>Bucky's eyes closed a little and he shook his head. "They'd kill anyone who got in there way, you just... you know too much." He explained, trying to help, which he realized he failed. The words sounded good till he heard them aloud. He'd been a robot for way too long "Look, we're not gonna let that happen... I'm not going back... I can't, and I'm not letting them take you either." He said. Confirmed psionic or not, he was clever enough to know however he broke of their control, she was the reason it happened. He was the reason she was in danger. He couldn't let her take the fall just because she was a doctor that was looking after him while he was on ice.<br/><br/>Bucky's bionic armed turned the wheel after his words, causing a slight start from Bucky that revealed he'd lost track of where they were. Exhaustion from the brain shock recovering or not, he was still a little out of sorts. They were almost there. They had a single stretch of road to soar down before they hit the safe house. It was no longer in use, but one of his old partners had reprogrammed the locks and restocked it on a mission once. Off the books. He hadn't had to report it because it wasn't him, and well... he'd killed the partner on the job, so he was certain that it's location was secure.