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𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 of 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 ❜

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𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄,                                        𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 !

DIANA, STEVE, AND Bucky were all in the quinjet, flying towards Siberia. "How long until we get there?" Diana questioned as she placed her hands on the back of Steve's seat. 

"From what I believe, at least 25 more minutes." 

"It has been a long time," Bucky's slightly raspy voice says as he walks around the plane  ― he seemed lost in his thoughts, possibly gathering more memories to grasp onto.

"It only has been 2 hours, Bucky," Diana chuckles. "It hasn't been that long."

"To you," Bucky pointed out. "While Steve and I were frozen, you got to live your life; time doesn't exist for you. For both of us, it does. We're still human." 

"Okay, so I've been alive for a long time, but those years were long," Diana proclaimed, "but both of you got to sleep those years off, I didn't. Those years were living hell for me."

"How is being immortal hell? I mean, to never get to die ― "

"Yeah, you never get to die but think of all the people that will eventually die, and you can't do anything about it, and you can't die so you live with the deaths of the people you love," Diana interjected. 

"Okay, there's the downside," Steve pipes. "Imagine what Diana has gone through, the deaths she had to endure. I'm not saying that what you have gone through isn't horrible because it is, but we will someday die, but not her." Bucky hooks his thumbs on the loops of his pants, leaning back on one leg. "So have you had children?"

Diana shakes her dark head. "No. I wouldn't want to live longer than my own children."

"What do you mean you will live longer than your children? You're immortal, so why doesn't it pass down to them?"

"Look, Bucky, I have been appointed to be the Goddess of Truth, that's what gives me my immortality. Once someone has become immortal, they can't back down," Diana explains, turning to face Bucky. "All the other gods have been killed off, so I'm the only Greek Goddess left, meaning if I want to have children, I would have to have them with mortal men and the children will come out mortal. The power of being immortal cannot be passed down. It must be given - I do not have the power to do that.

"And anyway, how did asking how much time we have left turn into talk of immortality?" Diana scoffs, turning her head to look out the large window. Bucky chuckles at her statement, looking at her with the adoration - the type of adoration one looks at their significant other with. She didn't notice it and broke his heart. In the last few hours he has started to like her like a lover, and yet she looked at him like he was her friend's long-lost brother; nothing more. But he didn't know that Diana was good at hiding her true feelings ― if she wanted to cry, she would put on her most award-winning smile and go one about her day. "Hey, guys, we're almost there," Steve said, bringing Bucky out of his trance. "Alright," Diana nods, "Bucky, Natasha has some weapons in that drawer with her name on it, I'm sure she won't mind if you use them...and if we don't tell her." 

Bucky smiles at her, "okay."

"THE DOCTOR SAID he shattered L4 to S1. Extreme laceration in the spinal cord. Probably looking at some form of paralysis," Tony said, walking up next to Natasha who was overlooking the lawn of the Avengers HQ. "Steve's not going to stop," Natasha shakes her red locks, "If you don't either, then Rhodey is going to be the best-case scenario." 

Tony looks at her in slight disbelief, "you let them go." 

"We played this wrong," Natasha replies, her green eyes wandering over to Tony's tall figure.

"We? Boy. It must be hard to shake the whole double agent thing, huh? Sticks in the DNA," Tony sarcastically says.

"Are you incapable of letting go of your ego for 1 god damn second?" Natasha asks, raising her dark eyebrow at him. She hated him right now, his ego getting on her nerves. "I only have one nerve left and you're dry humping it."

 "T'Challa told Ross what you did, so, they're coming for you," Tony informs her, Natasha rolling her eyes at him-she could care less, she told the government two years back to arrest her and they didn't, so what was Ross going to do? "I'm not the one who needs to watch their back," Natasha leaves him alone in the bare, grey room, stunned.

"What am I looking at?" Tony asks as his phone lights up.

"Priority upload from Berlin police," FRIDAY answers, files coming up on the blue screen. "Fire up the chopper."

TONY WAS INSIDE his self-flying helicopter, a torrential rainstorm happening outside, the sounds of raindrops hitting the flying contraption was heard all around Tony. "The Task Force called for a psychiatrist as soon as Barnes was captured. The UN dispatched Dr Theo Broussard from Geneva within the hour. He was met by this man," a picture of Zemo, a man with a mole on his chin, small, thin lips, brown hair, brown eyes, and pale skin. "Did you run a facial recognition yet?"

"What do I look like?" FRIDAY sassed.

"I'm picturing a redhead," Tony answers, holding his broken arm closer to his body, swivelling his body to face the screen better. "You must be thinking I'm someone else," FRIDAY replies, pictures flooding the screen. "I must be," Tony nods, his mind wandering to Pepper. "The fake doctor is actually Colonel Helmut Zemo. Sokovian intelligence. Zemo ran EKO Skorpion, a Sokovian covert kill squad," a picture pops up on the screen. It's one of a man with thin lips, brown hair, and eyes, in a Sokovian military uniform while holding a rifle, staring at the camera and surrounded by multiple men in the same uniform. "So what happened to the real Broussard?" Tony's eyebrows knit together, a crease forming between them.

"He was found dead in a Berlin hotel room. The police also found a wig and facial prosthesis approximating the appearance of one James Buchanan Barnes."

"Son of a bitch," Tony blurted. "Get this to Ross."

"Yes, boss," FRIDAY replies, the screen going blank.

"THIS IS THE Raft Prison Control," a male's voice fills the small, cramped space of the helicopter, "you are clear for landing, Mr Stark." The Raft protrudes from underneath the ocean's surface, hundreds of thousands of gallons of water washing off the black prison.

The helicopter lands inside the Raft, water falling into it. "So? Did you get the files? Let's reroute the satellites, and start facial scanning for this Zemo guy," Tony gets off the flying contraption, walking alongside Ross. "You seriously think I'm gonna listen to you even after that fiasco in Leipzig? You're lucky you're not in one of these cells," Ross replies as he goes into the control room, Tony walking into the cell area. The sound of hands clapping fill the area. "The futurist, gentlemen! The futurist is here! He sees all! He knows what's best for you, whether you like it or not," Clint sarcastically says, bowing his head. 

"Give me a break, Barton," Tony walks over to Clint's cell. "I have no idea they'll put you in here, come on."

"You knew they'd put us somewhere," Clint shrugged.

"Yeah. But, not some supermax floating ocean pokey. You know, this place is for maniacs. This is a place for ---"

"Criminals? Criminals, Tony. I think that's the word you're looking for. Right? It ain't used to mean me, or Sam, or Wanda. But, here we are," Clint raises his arms, motion to all the other enhanced people in the other cells.

"Cause you broke the law," Tony says.

"Yeah," Clint nods, taking a glance at Tony at the corner of his eyes. "I didn't make you," he shakes his head, placing his hand on the side glass, Clint walking up to it. 

"The law, the law." Clint chants, rolling his eyes.

 "You read it, you broke it," Tony says.

 "The law, the law, the law." 

"Alright, you're all grown-ups. You got a wife and kids. I don't understand. Why didn't you think about them before you choose the wrong side?" Tony walks away, Clint slamming his hands onto the side-glass. 

"You better watch your back on this guy. Chances are he's going to break it!"

"Hank Pym always said 'you can never trust a Stark'," Scott Lang leans back on one leg, eyes following the moving figure of the multi-millionaire scientist. "Who are you?" Tony retorts.

"C'mon," Scott sighs, moving away to sit on his bed.

"How's Rhodes?" Sam asks, his back turned to Tony. 

"We're flying him to Columbia Medical tomorrow," Tony crosses his arms, "So... Fingers crossed. What do you need? They feed you yet?" 

Sam scoffs, "you're playing the good cop, now?"

"I'm just a guy who needs to know where Steve went."

"Well, you better go get a bad cop, because you would have to go Mark 'Terminal' on my ass to get information out of me," Sam turns to look at Tony. 

Tony fiddles with his watch, "Oh, I just knocked the 'A' out of their 'AV'. We got about 30 seconds before they realized it's not their equipment." In the control room, the camera in Sam's cell shows 'No Audio.' "What happened?" Ross asks. "Put it back up." 

"Just look. Because that is the fellow who is suppose to interrogate Barnes. Clearly, I made a mistake. Sam, I was wrong," Tony confesses. 

"Well, that's a first," Sam sasses, rolling his dark eyes. 

"Cap is definitely off the reservation and he's about to need all the help he can get. We don't know each other very well. You don't have to..." Tony shakes his head, looking at the ground, his face holding the look of embarrassment.

"Hey. It's alright. Look, I will tell you. But you have to go alone and as a friend. "

"Done."

Tony walks out of the cell room, Ross walking next to him from the control room, "Did he tell you anything on Rogers?"

"No, he told me to go to hell," Tony shakes his head. He walks onto the helicopter, adding, "I'm going back to the compound instead. But, you can call me anytime. I'll put you on hold, I like to watch the line blink."

DIANA, BUCKY, AND Steve are standing in the entranceway of the quinjet, Bucky having one of Natasha's rifles in hand. "You remember that time we had to ride back from Rockaway Beach in the back of that freezer truck?" Steve asks Bucky, turning his head to look at him.

"Was that the time you used our train money to buy hot dogs?"

Diana's lips spread into a smile, "you never told me this, Steve."

 "Never?" He has an expression of confusion, a chuckle in his voice. "No," she shakes her head. "Maybe sometimes you both should tell me stories of your childhoods."

"What do we get in return?" Bucky smiles. Diana's head turns to him. "What if I tell you stories of where I come from?" 

"You would do that?" Steve's blonde eyebrows raise, "tell us stories of you as a child?" Diana nods, eyes bright and laughing. "Yeah, I would. I wouldn't mind getting out all the years of stories I have." 

"How many years?" Bucky cocks his head to the side.

 "Huh?" 

"How old are you?" He emphasizes. 

"Oh," Diana chuckles, "you were only a year old when I was 4,901 years old. Back in November 1918."

"So you're older than both of us?" Steve asks.

Diana nods her dark head, "yes, by a lot." She has a small smirk playing on her lips, taunting the two males in the room. Steve shakes his head with a laugh.

"You blew three bucks trying to win that stuffed bear for a redhead," Steve says.

"What was her name again?" Bucky asks as he takes a peek at the tall stature of Diana. She looked like she was enjoying their presence ― which she was   ― and he couldn't help but smile at the expression she wore: a mix of amusement and easiness. "Dolores," Steve answers. "You called her Dot." Diana enjoyed hearing stories about real-life events; it helped her with some things that happened in history, but sort of behind the scenes, like Bucky and Steve's lives. 

"She must be a hundred years old by now," Bucky shakes his dark head. 

"So are we, pal." Steve clasps Bucky's shoulder with his hand, shaking him lightly side-to-side.

NOW WEARING HIS helmet, Steve, Bucky and Diana walk up to the building peeking out from underneath the cold, white snow and ice, its door wide open. Diana's eyebrows furrow in confusion; why leave the door open? It would lead to unwanted enemies to you. Until Diana realized it's a trap. She opened her mouth to speak but Steve cuts her off.

"He couldn't have been here for more than a few hours."

"Long enough to wake them up." Bucky's voice had a determined edge to it, but underneath it all, you could hear the traces of fear. He was scared to come back here; he was scared to become the Winter Soldier once more; he was scared for their lives. What happened if he killed Steve and Diana while he was under? He didn't want to be responsible for that. Why couldn't he just stay in the quinjet? Because he had two people he cared for go in there and he didn't want them to go alone.

"Guys," Diana's exotic accent rings out. "What if it's a trap?"

"Then we fight it out," Steve answers. 

Diana shook her head, "one day your pride will kill you." Steve just chuckles, shaking his head. Not in the 'okay-I-believe-you-but-I'm-just-going-to-shake-my-head' type of way, it's more of a 'what-a-stupid-little-puppy-trying-to-eat-my-shoe' type and it made Diana furious. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, following the sounds of their footsteps. She hears a squeak, her eyes springing open and turning, seeing the heavy metal door forced open. She noticed they were on the stairs, she was on the bottom step. She dropped to one knee, shield out and Steve does the same. Bucky stands with his (well, it's not really his but oh well) rifle pointed to the door, ready to shoot on sight.

The door finally opens with a final shriek and they see Tony in his suit walk in. He retracts his helmet. "You seem a little defensive." Diana and Steve stand up. "What are you doing here?" Diana asks, taking a step closer to Tony. Steve and Bucky, being the protective people they are, place their hands on her shoulders to stop her.

"Could be your story's not so crazy. Maybe. Ross has no idea I'm here," Tony answers, "I'd like to keep it that way. Otherwise, I gotta arrest myself." 

Diana rolls her brown eyes, looking at Steve for his move. "Seems like a lot of paperwork." Diana gives Bucky her best 'are-you-kidding-me?' look, making Bucky smile at her expression.

"Good to see you Tony," Steve nods at the metal-clad man.

"You too, Cap," Tony looks over Steve's and Diana's shoulders at Bucky. "Hey, Manchurian Candidate, you're killing me. There's a truce here. You can drop..."

Steve signals Bucky to lower his weapon, Bucky staring at him in slight disbelief before finally pointing it at the metal stairs. They all walk through the silent, bare halls, Diana turning her head at everything. She was slightly fascinated that these halls, the boring, stone walls, once heard lots of clatter and screams, once were walked in many times, once held James Buchanan Barnes trapped as the Winter Soldier. At the thought, she lowers her head, keeping a soothing hand in Bucky's.

They don't notice T'Challa, in his Black Panther suit, creeping along the halls and silently watching them. "I got heat signatures," Tony announces. 

"How many?" Steve asks him.

 "Uh," he pauses, "one."

As they enter the vast chamber the lights come on. Hazy, yellow mist descends within the capsules. As well as Josef, each one contains an enhanced soldier from the 1991 experiment. Steve and the others look around, bewildered. Diana notices small bullet holes in the yellow glass of the chambers. "Look," she points out, "they've been killed off. If he doesn't want them, what would he be doing here?"

"Good question, Diana," the voice of Helmut Zemo comes through a speaker. "If it's any comfort, they died in their sleep." Zemo appears in a control room. Steve hurls his shield but it flies back. "Please, Captain. The Soviets built this chamber to withstand the launch blast of UR-100 rockets." 

"I'm betting I could beat that," Tony points a finger at Zemo. 

"Oh, I'm sure you could, Mr Stark. Given time. But then you'd never know why you came," Zemo taunts the enhanced people and the self-proclaimed 'genius billionaire playboy philanthropist.' Diana glares at the small man in the window, Zemo seeing the glare and slightly faltering. Her glares could scare off the biggest and worst of monsters. "You killed innocent people in Vienna just to bring us here?"

T'Challa watches from the shadows, looking away as his mind processes what Steve said. Steve steps up to the window, Diana soon following to protect him if anything happened but Bucky holds her back.

" I thought about nothing else for over a year. I studied you. I followed you. But now that you're standing here, I just realized... there's a bit of green in the blue of your eyes. How nice to find a flaw," Zemo smirks with his ridiculously small, thin lips. 

"You're Sokovian," Steve says, "is that what this is about?" 

"Sokovia was a failed state long before you blew it to hell. No. I'm here because I made a promise," Zemo shakes his head. 

Steve studies Zemo closely, eyes squinting a little. "You lost someone?"

He looks grave, clicks his tongue. "I lost everyone. And so will you."

He clicks a button next to him, starting a videotape next to the others. Steve walks over. They look at the little date in the corner: December 16, 1991. "An empire toppled by its enemies can rise again. But one which crumbles from within? That's dead... forever."

Tony looks at the freeze-frame of a secluded road and the little date. He looks a bit pale, grim at the date of his parents' deaths. "I know that road..." he points at the screen. "What is this?" The video plays. That car that the Winter Soldier forced off the road crashes into a tree. Tony watches intently as the Winter Soldier rides up and gets off his motorbike. Steve watches Tony's increasing unease. The driver lies on the ground beside the car. It's Tony's father, Howard. "Help my wife. Please. Help."

The Winter Soldier hoists Howard up by his snow-white hair. Howard looks up at the unflinching man, eyes showing recognition. "Sergeant Barnes?"

With that, the Winter Soldier punches Howard hard with his metal fist, effectively killing him. "Howard!" Maria calls out in pain to her dead husband. Tony glares at the video. Diana sets her jaw and Bucky shows signs of regret and pain. "Howard!"

In grief, Tony closes his eyes for a moment. On-screen, his father slumps dead. The Winter Soldier puts him in the driver's seat with his face against the steering wheel. Tony stares in horror. Maria's in the passenger seat with blood streaked down her face. The Winter Soldier walks around and grips her throat. Expressionless, he strangles Maria. Tony watches the screen stunned. The Winter Soldier walks up and aims a gun at the surveillance camera. Steve watches Tony anxiously. Tony lunges towards Bucky, Steve stops him. Diana steps in front of Bucky protectively, hand on his hip, keeping him behind her as the other gripped her sword.

"Tony! Tony!" Steve struggles to keep Tony still.

"Did you know?" He looks at Steve with tearing eyes. 

"I didn't know it was him," Steve lies. 

"Don't bullshit me, Rogers!" Tony yells. "Did you know?"

"Yes," Steve nods in regret.

Diana's eyes tear up, wiping the falling tears with her shoulder. Tony steps back, his chin twitching upwards, reengaging the helmet. He fires at Steve, knocking him back and Diana had no time to pull out her sword when she was hit by a massive force. She lands on the ground, the groundbreaking with her force. He deflects gunfire from Bucky, disarming him quickly. He grabs Bucky and flies across the chamber, slamming him onto the floor, then jumps on his arms. Steve throws his shield at Tony, distracting him. Diana gets up from the floor while groaning in pain, her head hit the cement pretty hard; there was some blood collecting on the space underneath her head. Zemo watches in amusement before walking away, out into the cold frigid winter air.

Steve barges Tony backward. Tony shoulders him to the floor and shackles his ankles. Bucky punches Tony who just lifts him and slams him against a machine. Tony raises a fist but Bucky twists it. A rocket shoots out of the arm, a fireball exploding. Diana feels the pressure, but it wasn't enough to throw her back; she turned and went over to Bucky, ready to protect him.

Steve slices his shackles as a towering structure of pipeworks collapses. Tony and Bucky are thrown down a level as twisted metal falls around them, showering sparks.

"Get out of here!" Steve yells to Bucky, waving him off. Bucky nods and runs away, Diana grabbing him by the arm as she leads him out, running through a doorway that was left open in case of a quick exit. As Bucky bolts, Tony fires, but misses. Steve lands in front of him. Bucky hits a control panel and the silo-styled door overhead starts to open. "It wasn't him!" Steve yells. "HYDRA had control over his mind!"

"Move!"

Tony flies over Steve, but Steve grabs his ankle, using his strength to break the thruster. Tony blocks Steve by shooting down rubble, then falteringly flies up the tower. "Left boot jet failing. Flight systems compromised."

"Ah crap," Tony sighs. 

Above Tony, Bucky leaps from platform to platform. With stuttering jets, Tony gives chase, then kicks Bucky and takes aim, but the energy bold rebounds on Diana's shield onto himself. Tony drops like a stone and lands on a lower platform.

"He's not going to stop, go!" Steve sees Bucky's frozen form.

As Tony soars upwards, Steve leaps and shoots a wire which wraps around Tony's neck and drags him back down. He deflects Steve's shield, then tries to target Bucky. "Come on, come on," Tony grumbles. "Targeting systems knackered, boss," FRIDAY replies. "I'm eyeballing it." He opens the mask, squints one eye, and takes aim at the door's massive hinges. He fires and hits the hatch's hinge, exploding and shutting Diana and Bucky's escape route. Bucky removes himself from Diana's tight grasp, grabbing a nearby pipe. Tony flies up, blocks two swings from an iron pipe from Bucky, then grabs him around the neck from behind.

"Do you even remember them?"

"I remember all of them." Bucky pushes them both from the walkway, Steve jumps into them to deflect their fall. Bucky lands on a platform while Tony and Steve land on the concrete floor beside an opening in the wall where snow drifts in from outside. 

"This isn't going to change what happened," Steve shakes his head. 

"I don't care, he killed my mom," Tony growl at Steve.

They trade punches and Iron Man ends up pinning Steve down. Bucky picks up Captain America's shield and leaps down to help. As the two super soldiers fistfight with Tony, the shield changes hands between them until Tony manages to zap Steve who is thrown back into the wall. Bucky struggles to hold Tony at bay as he unleashes an energy beam, then he forces him against the opposite wall and grips the glowing core in the chest of the suit. A blast of energy knocks Bucky down, metal arm completely was blown away. Tony zaps him again. Steve rushes him with his shield up and Tony fires right at it. Diana slides on the side of her left leg, right leg bent back as she readied herself to kick him, placing a firm boot to his side.

ZEMO IS OUTSIDE, phone in hand, listening to the words of his wife pour out of the speaker. "You should have seen his little face," she says, "Just try, okay? I'm going to bed. I love you."

"I almost killed the wrong man," T'Challa places his helmet in the snow, walking up to Zemo. 

"Hardly an innocent one," Zemo sneers. 

"Is this what you wanted?" T'Challa sits down next to Zemo. "To see them rip each other apart?" 

Zemo deletes the voice message. "My father lived outside the city. I thought we would be safe there. My son was excited. He could see the Iron Man from the car window. I told my wife, 'Don't worry. They are fighting in the city. We're miles from harm.' When the dust cleared... and the screaming stopped, it took me two days until I found their bodies. My father... still holding my wife and son in his arms. And the Avengers? They went home. I knew I couldn't kill them. More powerful men than me have tried. But, if I could get them to kill each other... I'm sorry about your father. He seemed a good man. With a dutiful son."

T'Challa's eyes water with tears. "Vengeance has consumed you. It's consuming them." He blinks ruefully and retracts his claws back into his gloves. "I'm done letting it consume me. Justice will come soon enough."

Zemo holds a gun in his hand, smirking at the weight and T'Challa. "Tell that to the dead."

He goes to shoot himself but T'Challa knocks the gun out of the way, pinning Zemo to the ground. "The living are not done with you yet."

TONY, STEVE, AND Bucky are still fighting in the silo, Diana attacking him from the bottom, which he left unprotected. "You can't beat them hand-to-hand!" FRIDAY warns Tony.

"Analyze his fight pattern," Tony commands. "Scanning!" Iron Man's HUD flashes red as Steve lands blow after blow. "Countermeasures ready!"

 He flings the shield away then zaps Steve backward, head over heels. Steve rises and Tony blocks his punches then zaps him to his knees before Bucky who's lying on his back. Diana rushes to Tony, using her sword to stab and swing at him, making large dents appear onto his already worn-out suit. Diana was unpredictable, using different manoeuvres that FRIDAY couldn't scan. Tony was getting his ass beat and he knew that. "She is too advanced for you! Let it go!" FRIDAY yells. 

"Diana!" Steve yells. Diana slows down, Tony seeing the chance and blasts her in her chest, sending her sprawling towards Bucky, but she lands on her knees on top of him. "Are you okay?" She places a hand on the broken arm, wires stinging her skin somewhat.

"Yeah." He nods.

"He's my friend," Steve says to Tony. 

"So was I," he punches Steve then throws him back at the gaps in the wall. "Stay down. Final warning."

Steve struggles to his feet, his face bloody and his gate weary. He raises his fists and stares Tony down. "I can do this all day." 

"That seems to be his line for everything," Bucky whispers into Diana's ear, making her snicker. Tony lifts his left arm to fire at Steve. Bucky grabs Tony's leg, and Tony spins, kicking him in the face.

Steve grabs Tony and lifts him over his head, then throws him down, punches him and bashes his mask off with his shield before striking down hard on the suit's core. Tony looks horrified and glowers fearfully at Steve who pants for breath. Both have blood spattered across their faces. Steve looks back at Tony then shuts his eyes and slumps down. The shield remains upright, stuck fast in the centre of the Iron Man Suit. When Steve struggles up again he takes hold of the shield, gripping the edge and pulling it free. He steps away from Tony who rolls painfully onto his side. Bucky lies bloodied but conscious, Diana reaches out and pulls him to his feet, holding him up as Tony looks on.

"That shield doesn't belong to you," Tony says as Steve, Diana, and Bucky turn their backs. "You don't deserve it! My father made it!" Steve stops, raises his chin, and walks away with Diana, Bucky's arm around her shoulder. 

"I didn't expect another fight to happen," she whispers. 

"Me neither," Steve shakes his head.

"Let's get to the quinjet and get some rest, I'm tired," Bucky smiles, pressing a kiss to Diana's soft cheek. His lips were chapped and dry, but it felt good against her cheek, flaring a dark blush against the sun-kissed skin.