There had been a man briefly trapped with him overseas, though he had been transferred out to another prisoner of war camp to work on some sort of project, but in the time they had spent together they had struck up a friendship and Bucky had helped to keep him from getting hurt any further than he had already been.

It had only been after getting out and back that he had found out that man was the Tony Stark, of Stark Enterprises, who had decided that Bucky was one of his absolute bestest buddies thanks to the experiences they had gone through together. But Bucky hadn't wanted the lavish gifts and the way Stark had set his entire R & D department to work on artificial limbs. It had felt stifling.

So he skipped out.

Stark, though, he'd have the ability to get stuff done for Steve, right? So it was with some measure of trepidation that he grabbed Steve's cell (not having one of his own to keep from being tracked), and called the number that was indelibly etched into his brain.

"--hello, Stark Enterprises front desk, how may I direct your call?"

"Uh, this is Bucky Barnes, I need to talk to Tony. Um, Tony Stark."

"Do you have an appointment Mr. Barnes?"

"No, but--"

Damn it, this was not going to plan. Maybe he wouldn't be able to help out Steve at all.