James Buchanan &quot;Bucky&quot; Barnes

Bollocks.
The man may not be a demon but he's dangerous. He can see that in his eyes and the way he's carrying himself. John pulls himself to his feet. "Don't go down that path, mate. This isn't a power you can control without consequences."

Like demons. Other mages. Darker forces of the Pit.

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“Honestly, heard that one before,” Sylar says,” his hands inside of the pockets of his parka specially to keep himself from reaching out. He doesn’t need his hands to direct his telekinesis but it feels better doing it. The swipe of a hand through the hair, followed by the unseen force sweeping something or someone in the same manner, gives him a lot of pleasure.

He keeps his head very still for the same reason.

“I’m not…. I don’t want to take it from you,” he lies, anger at himself seeping into the way he looks at John. “I just want to know.”

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"This power takes everything from you," he warns him. "And everyone."

Constantine has tried so hard to do right with his power and his skill but for every person he's helped and every life he's saved, he's buried friends. Lovers.

Or he's watched them pulled into Hell.

"There's no knowing. There's only doing. Go down that path and it'll consume you."

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This hits Sylar hard in his chest, and his face contorts as he openly stares at Constantine. “That’s….” His eyes close as he pinches the bridge of his nose. “That’s too late for me. My ability consumes everything.”

He’s never spoken to someone like him.

“And leaves just me. It is just me. And Jack Harkness.” And you, John. And you.

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Oh but John recognizes that expression. He fishes in his coat and shakes out his cigarettes, offering one over to Sylar. "Well. Aren't we the trio of fun then? Three lost souls working for, well, whatever it is you work for."

Sara Lance is going to be right pissed when he finds his way back to the Waverider.

"Don't make matters worse, mate. If your ability comes with a cost, no sense in compounding it."

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“I try, you know…?” Sylar rubs his hand through his hair and then shoved that hand back into his pocket. “I try not to slip. It’s been years. But you’re— You're setting me off harder than anyone has since—“

Sylar turns and leaves the room. He’ll need a breather. But standing at the door, he does pause.

“Jack and the boys are hanging out in a time dilation. You have anything for that?”

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There's a flicker of empathy as John nods. He is no stranger to addiction and he's lost more friends than he can count to drugs, liquor and an addiction to magic.

He'll have to tamp down on his power until he can find a way home.

"Time you say?" A smirk. "Yeah. Take a breather mate. I've got this."

A little plasma stolen from the time stream should give them just enough of a jolt to pull free. So much for saving that for a bigger spell. Ah well.

"Welcome back lads."

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spacehopper

It’s not as if Jack hadn’t known what had happened. He’d seen Gabriel speed up and shoot off. He’d seen Bucky and Steve come by almost twenty minutes later with the kid right behind them, and then get stuck too.

For the last two hours, he’s been a nervous wreck about what he’d find upstairs. That’s why he’s so thrilled to see John and he moves immediately to hug the man and waft his truth fantastic smell in the blond’s direction.

“Where’s Gabriel?”

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Constantine doesn't shy away from that hug, turning his face into Jack's neck to breathe in that amazing smell. Speaking of addicting.

"He told me what the trouble was," he answers smoothly. "lucky for you blokes I came prepared."

Bucky helps Steve and Peter to their feet, offering quick reassurances that yes he's been through that before and yes it's really fine. "Come on fellas. It shouldn't be long before we can get out of here."

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Jack’s hand lingers on John’s shoulder. “Thank you,” he says, and then takes the cold iron stairs up towards the main level. His greatcoat catches the back of each lock as he tries to get to one of his kids.

That leaves Steve more confused than ever as he looks at the other three. They all seem to understand what’s going on, but Steve really doesn’t have a clue.

At least the world’s slowed down again (from his perspective).

“So is that three down…?”

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"Not quite," Bucky starts steering them back to the living quarters. "It's a time dilation, like a hiccup in time. This isn't the first time I've seen one."

A nod to Constantine who pulled them out. "Leave Jack to talk to Sylar. By then we should be able to get back to Cardiff." Maybe not home for Steve or Peter but he's got an apartment and a place for all of them.

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Gabriel isn’t exactly receptive, even when Jack strokes his ego and tells the other man how proud he is of him. Something is different about Constantine, and Jack can’t decide if it’s a good something or a bad something. Either way, the man is sexy as hell and Jack will have a hard time keeping the flirting to a minimum.

It’s not too long before they get the communications array up and a man answers the line with a smarmy voice that sounds half drunk and half high. “Well! Finally! Sergeant Barnes, all your limbs still attached?”

Klaus has always liked Bucky. The guy is one of the few that doesn’t look down his nose at him.

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Steve might recognize Bucky's expression as he grins at the voice as the same smile when he was being greeted by his sisters. "All three in tact so I'm still your favorite tripod."

"Diego is in my knives again isn't he?" Because of course he is, the dick.

"We're on our way back with company. Order all the takeout there is. We're gonna have hungry arrivals."

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“Oooh, I’m not supposed to tell you that he absolutely is and he took one and renamed her.” Klaus has his feet up and is sucking on a lollipop. When there’s nothing else to do, he chills. When there is something to do, he still chills. “I told him you’d be mad—. Ooh. Guests? Sexy company? Did you tell one I’m available? The best one, Bucky— I get the best one this time.”

Steve looks confused and mouths: ‘this time?’

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Klaus is like the little brother Bucky never had.

Okay, if he had a baby brother with powers but he's learned to roll with the weird at Torchwood. He grins easily, "Oh no, I'm not playing wingman. You do just fine on your own."

His eyes flick back to Steve and he smiles. "You remember the fella I told you about? The blonde full of spite and rage? I found him."

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“Oh! Oooooh! Well I see, I’m chopped liver now. Just put a sock on the door while you’re getting busy so I know to listen in!”

Klaus is not the best person to have these conversations with. None of the Torchwood team likely is.

Steve just looks even more confused before Jack comes over to insert himself in on the conversation. “Klaus, could you and Diego find a place for three new comers to sleep?”

He can already expect the whining. He’s not disappointed.

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Before Bucky can laugh and reassure Klaus his brother comes on the line and there's no end to the arguing. The brothers had helped keep Bucky grounded when he arrived, both of them reminding him of his life before the war.

"All right jackasses," his voice is fully Sargent Barnes as he rolls his arm. "Set up quarters. Klaus, I'll throw in all the Thai you can eat if you can help."

Is he above bribery? Nope. Never has been.

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“Uh yeah, like I was always gonna help,” Klaus scoffs. “No need to sic daddy on us. But if you’re throwing in Thai I might actually use some fresh sheets. If I can find any. When can I expect you home for dinner?”

Steve had the most confused look on his face as he stands behind Bucky, hands on his hips, while Jack tries to convey coordinates and anomaly readings to the Hargreeves. Not much is getting through so he just rolls his eyes and tells them to be good before he shuts off the open feed.

“He sounds…. Uh. Swell…?”

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"Klaus is an experience," he answers, but the fondness in his tone clearly indicates that for all his weirdness, Bucky likes the guy.

"He's a friend. His brother is just a dick who likes to steal my knives."

Had he been good with knives before? He thinks so, but it's part of his memory that's a little hazy when he tries to focus on it.

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“When did you become so possessive of knives?” Steve asks with an arched eyebrow. He’s genuinely curious. There were more discussions of cutlery in that briefly three minute span than Steve had ever had in his life.

His mind takes him to flights of fancy, of course, and he can’t help but imagine these knives to be something magical or out of a Penny novel.

Or maybe it’s just some in joke Bucky has had for the last six months with some brothers he’s friends with now.

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The question surprises him and he tips his head a little. Hadn't he been good with knives before falling into the Rift?

"I wasn't before I fell?" The more he tries to think about it, to focus on a memory the more elusive it becomes.

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“More of a sharp shooter,” Stece says as carefully as possible. He knows Bucky lost his memory prior to arriving here, and at first, Steve thought the same thing. He’s not wearing what he had been at the cafe and the shield had been on him when he woke up when he’d left it back at his Shield sponsored apartment.

But this feels different.

“Maybe you always had but didn’t talk about it much? We didn’t get all that much time together after Azzano.”

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Steve isn't telling him everything and that curl of unease in his gut only grows more insistent. They had enough time after Azzano. So why wouldn't Steve remember something he thought he did?

"Maybe it's the Rift," he offers lamely. "I'm missing a lot of time."

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“Or you’re different people from different realities,” Sylar pipes up from the corner where he’s currently beating everyone at a game of Best Brooder. He’s struggling right now and the best way he knows how to deal with that is by being a dick. It’s true. Jack would collaborate.

“Or,” Steve steps in, “it’s because we’ve lost a good chunk of our memories— Pete, anything weird when you showed up? Something out of place? Missing time?”

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