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━︎━︎━︎━︎𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 quickly met up with Steve and Sam, coming to a stop when they spotted Bucky who was unconscious, his metal arm trapped underneath a large rock. A deep frown fell on Allison's face as she crossed her arms over her chest. Olivia placed a hand on her shoulder before walking over to Steve.

     "You alright?" She softly asked.

     Steve glanced at her before nodding his head. "Yeah. I'm good." He nodded towards Bucky. "Let me know when he wakes up." He left the room, walking into another section of the abandoned warehouse they were currently resided in.

     "I wish there was a way to get them out of his head." Allison softly mumbled, causing Sam and Olivia to look at her. "I wish there was a way to get them out of my head." Olivia's heart broke at her sisters words. "If you knew the things I'd done. . ." Allison shook her head.

     "Hey," Olivia grabbed her hand. "What you did under HYDRA's control doesn't matter. It wasn't you. It wasn't your fault." She nodded towards Bucky. "It wasn't his either." Olivia sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Natasha is going to be so pissed at me."

     "Just because you chose opposite sides, doesn't mean you have to ruin your relationship. Just because you both have different perspectives, it shouldn't have to change how you feel."

     "I love her." Olivia said. "And I know she loves me."

     Allison gave her a small smile. "That's all that matters."

     A soft groan echoed in the room, and the three turned to see Bucky beginning to wake up. Allison wanted to rush to his side, but forced herself to stop. Sam called for Steve and he quickly re-entered the room. Bucky let out another groan before his eyes found Steve's. "Steve," he mumbled.

     "Which Bucky am I talking to?" Steve asked.

     Bucky paused, thinking. "Your mom's name was Sarah." A small smile pulled on the corners of his lips as he let out a soft chuckle. "You used to wear newspapers in your shoes."

     "Can't read that in a museum."

     Sam looked at him in disbelief. "Just like that, we're supposed to be cool?"

     "Sam," Allison softly said, glancing at the man. Sam met her eyes and said nothing else.

     Bucky looked around. "What did I do?"

     "Enough." Steve replied.

     Bucky bowed his head, guilt and shame immediately flooding his features. "Oh, God, I knew this would happen. Everything HYDRA put inside me is still there. All he had to do is say the goddamn words."

     "Who was he?" Steve asked.

     "I don't know," Bucky whispered.

     "People are dead." Steve's voice grew stern. "The bombing, the setup. . . the doctor did all that just to get ten minutes with you. I need you to do better than 'I don't know'."

     Bucky furrowed his brows. "He wanted to know about Siberia. Where I was kept. He wanted to know exactly where."

     Olivia frowned. "Why would he need to know that? What's in Siberia?"

     "Because I'm not the only Winter Soldier."

     Olivia's face drained of color. She turned to her sister. "Did you know about this?"

     Allison opened and closed her mouth for a minute. "I-I heard rumors. But not much."

     "Who were they?" Steve asked.

     Bucky glanced at him. "Their most elite death squad. More kills than anyone in HYDRA history. And that was before the serum."

     Sam nodded his head toward Bucky. "They all turn out like you?"

     "Worse."

     Olivia ran a stressed hand through her hair as she began pacing. Steve asked, "The doctor, could he control them?"

     "Enough."

     "Said he wanted to see an empire fall."

     "With these guys, he could do it." Bucky told them. "They speak 30 languages, can hide in plain sight, infiltrate, assassinate, destabilize. They can take a whole country down in one night, you'd never see it coming."

     Sam walked over to Steve and Olivia migrated toward them. "This would've been a lot easier a week ago." Sam muttered.

     "If we call Tony. . ." Steve started.

     Olivia cut him off. "He wouldn't believe us."

     "Even if he did."

     "Who knows if the accords would let him help." Sam finished.

     Steve sighed. "We're on our own."

     Olivia ran a hand down her face before throwing it up in the air. "Alright. Then, what do we do? We have to get to Siberia before this problem gets worse than it already is."

     "I might have an idea." Sam mumbled. Olivia raised a brow. "I know a guy."

     Steve looked at Olivia. "Do you think Clint would be willing?"

     Olivia nodded. "I'd hate to leave Laura with five kids." She pursed her lips. "But the twins know how to mostly take care of themselves." Finally, she sighed. "Alright. Yeah. I'll call him."

     "See if he can get Wanda." Steve said as she pulled out her phone.

     Olivia frowned. "Wanda? Where's Wanda?"

     "Stark's keeping her at the compound."

     Olivia rolled her eyes. "Of course he is." She dialed Clint's number and walked out of the room. In three rings, he answered.

     "Girls, Olivia is calling." Clint yelled and the faint sound of running footsteps could be heard. A small smile pulled on her lips.

     "Mom?" Ivory's voice filled her ears.

     "Hey, sweetheart."

     "Hi mom!" Amethyst cheered. "When are you coming home?"

     Olivia bit the inside of her cheek. "Honestly, it might be a while. How are you girls?"

    "Good," they said in sync.

     "We're going to be living here for a little while, aren't we?" Ivory softly asked.

     Olivia closed her eyes as she felt tears build up. She pushed them back. "I'm sorry, my loves."

     There was a pause before Amethyst said, "It's not your fault. Just. . . you and Mom be safe."

     "We will." Olivia promised, hoping she wouldn't break it. "Hopefully, I'll see you two soon."

     "We love you."

     Olivia wiped away a stray tear and allowed a small smile. "I love you girls, too."

     There was a bit of shuffling before Clint was back on the phone. "Hey, Liv."

     "Hey, Clint."

    "What's up?" Olivia sighed. "Oh, no. I know that sigh. What do you need me to do?"

     "Listen, I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate, but I want you to know that you don't have to do it and I won't be upset―︎"

     "Olivia." Another sigh left her lips before she began to explain the situation and what she needed him to do. When she was done, there was a long pause. "Alright. I'll do it."

     "Clint, are you sure? We don't know what we could be walking in to―︎"

     "I'll do it." He cut her off again. "Just tell me where to meet you."

     Olivia nodded. "Alright. I'll let you know." She paused. "Hey, Clint?"

     "Yeah, Liv?"

     "Thank you."

     "Anytime. I'll see you soon, yeah?"

     Olivia nodded. "Yeah." She hung up the phone, chewing on her bottom lip before turning to Steve. "He said he'll do it."

     Steve nodded before turning his head to look into the room where Bucky and Allison stood. Allison was lifting the machine off of Bucky's metal arm as they softly talked to one another. Olivia came to stand beside him. "What's going on there?"

     Olivia shrugged. "She won't tell me." She looked at Steve. "You see it though, right?"

     Steve managed a soft chuckle. "Oh, I see it."

     Olivia smirked. "I knew I wasn't crazy."

     "Sharon called. She's giving us our stuff back."

     Olivia nodded. "Good." The group of five made it outside where Steve's getaway car was waiting. Olivia rose a brow. "Do you know what a getaway car is?"

     Allison stood beside her sister, staring at the small yellow vehicle. "I'm not getting in that."

     "I don't think we can all fit in that." Olivia mumbled. "New plan. You, Sam, and Bucky are going to retrieve your stuff, Ali and I will find our own way to get there." She gave Steve a pat on his shoulder. "Good try, though."

     Allison gave him two thumbs up. "A for effort." The two siblings walked away, quickly finding their own car. Allison hot wired it before they took off, heading to the airport they were supposed to be meeting everyone at.