Sam Barnes POV

I could be a normal person. In my opinion that's way overrated though. So instead of calmly showing up and explaining, I'm going to tackle James. It just makes sense.

It's been about a week since I got off of my mission and I have been watching them run every morning. The have run at the same time each day. So today, I am going to run behind them.

I was running behind the trio. James was running in the middle, Captain Daddy was on his left, and Yelena was on his right. I was prepared to hijack myself an involuntary piggy pack ride. This could go wrong in so many ways...

Whatever.

Three...two....one...jump!

I'm on his back!

I'm off his back!

I'm pinned to the ground with a metal arm around my neck!

"Kinky," I said as I winked.

"Sam?"

"James?"

"But you are dead."

"I don't feel very dead, Sargent."

"You don't look very dead," Yelena pipes in.

"You look alive," Steve says.

"Thanks Dad, thanks daughter!"

"What?!?" Dad asks.

"Shit! You are alive!" James says, he leans down and kisses me roughly. I missed the feeling of his soft lips on mine.

It was a nice moment till Yelena yells, "Language!"

Then the love of my life reminds me why I love him saying, "Like grandfather, like granddaughter."

James and I burst out laughing while Dad has an afterlife crisis and Yelena is slightly surprised.

"Wait a second! So you Blondie on the floor, are my daughter. And you, best-friend of mine, is in love with my daughter. And you, Yelena are my granddaughter?" Dad realizes.

"Sounds about right," I shrug.

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This was a short chapter, but it was very fun to write.

Thanks for reading my awful story!

-The author