[It only takes a few minutes for Daisy to get to the training room, and Sam isn't hard to spot as there's literally no one else in there right now. Stepping inside, Daisy shoves her hands in the back pocket of her jeans.]
Hey.
[Well this isn't awkward at all, considering she blew up on the guy the other day...]
[ Sam's in his training clothes, doing warm up stretches when Daisy arrives. There's the soft whir of Redwing circling the air - and next to him, propped against a bench, the shield.
He tosses a 'hey' over his shoulder, giving Daisy a brief glance over - professional appraisal, nothing lewd or dismissive about it. ]
So, you wanna tell me what's getting lost in translation here?
[Daisy looks up at the droid flying around, surprised and a little confused by what exactly it's doing here. Pretty quickly though she's distracted by the shield propped against the bench.
Holy shit.
No. Focus.
Her eyes fall back to Sam's face.]
Uh, well, a lot. Apparently.
[It's hard to keep track of time when they've been traveling through so many different time periods.]
We weren't on Earth when whatever Thanos did went down. We were in space.
[On a personal mission, but she can't bring herself to say that. Not now. Not when she now knows just how bad things got on Earth.]
[ Something like amusement quirks over Sam's features, but it's darker, harder. Not an emotion directed at her, more the overall situation. Right. Half the population of Earth? Not quite... but also not what he told her. Twice. ]
Alright, Agent Flower Girl. Debriefing 101 - you might wanna actually read what I sent you 'bout that. Go on, I'll wait.
[ And he's going to. Sam's grin turns a little more gently amused as he gestures for her to reread the messages, while he picks up the shield. Maybe she really is an intern - or just bullshitting him about the Shield thing. Hard to believe she'd misread universe for earth twice if she's an actual agent. But he hefts the shield onto his arm, and then throws it at a pillar wrapped in training mats to bounce it easily back onto his own arm, just a few light tosses.
What he wrote was "c'mon, you can't have missed half of all life across the universe being eradicated in 2018" and "There is no way you lived through 2018 to 2019 and missed the fact that 50% of all living beings in the universe were wiped from existence."
Universe. Not Earth. 50% of all living beings. Not population. 'We were in space' is really no excuse for having missed any of that if they were around in 2018 to 2019 - every single planet was hit the same way Earth was. And that does make him wonder if she's lying - and what exactly she may be lying about. ]
[Daisy shakes her head as she rereads the message, definitely hesitant to explain that the mission they're on right now has the timeline all kinds of messed up.]
The original timeline is all messed up. We stopped Project Insight before it, literally, took off the ground.
Saved Agent Daniel Sousa from dying in 1955, it's--
I don't even know if we'll be able to go back to the OG timeline at this point.
[ Right so she's just gonna divert from the topic they were on and move past that like it was never on the table. This is gonna be an exhausting conversation.
Sam frowns a little, throws her a doubtful look. Not disbelief, outright, just... doesn't exactly line up with what Sam understands about time travel. Granted, he was only half listening to Banner when he explained Steve's mission to return the Infinity Stones, but Sam's pretty sure this ain't it. ]
Not sure what that's got to do with it. But sure - so did you guys know that you can't actually rewrite history, just create branching paths?
But it does. Everything that happened for you guys, it just didn’t happen for us. I’m not an expert on all of the hows and whys, but I never heard anyone say anything on the planets we visited. Or when we came back to Earth.
[Daisy can’t even imagine what something like that must be to go through. The impacts it must have on literally everything.]
How did he even do it?
[Arms crossed tightly over her chest, Daisy shakes her head.]
I know. We really tried to preserve the original timeline, but—
Nope, but sounds like a Transformers sequel. Let me get this straight - you thought you'd just... edit around history, 'cause hindsight's 20/20, and that would somehow not fundamentally change things? The original timeline ain't all messed up - it's just fine and trucking along. You didn't prevent Project Insight from ever having happened. Believe me, I was there with Steve, Natasha and Fury, getting shot at to make sure of that.
[ Jumping out of collapsing buildings in nothing but jeans and a t-shirt, 'cause that's just how he rolls.
If Project Insight had never happened, of course... Steve never would have turned to him in an emergency. He might never have become an Avenger. And Bucky...
Sam's jaw clenches, his expression hardening a little bit.
Bucky might not have broken through his brainwashing on that helicarrier. Might still be the Winter Soldier in their timeline, all because of this little stunt.
But Shield's got better PR, Sam imagines, breathing through the curl of something fiercly protective in his chest. It's like he asked Zemo: 'And what about Bucky?'.
He throws the shield a little harder this time, the vibranium practically singing as it strikes the target and bounces back towards Sam. He catches it, lets the momentum spin him around, then throws it a second time out of its own momentum, light on the balls of his feet. He's a tall, muscular man, and most people don't realize that his biggest strength in battle isn't raw physical power - it's speed and agility. He's flexible and acrobatic; has to be in order to have full control of his body mid-air. ]
So why'd you guys feel the need to muck about the timeline and try to rewrite things that already happened anyway?
[Daisy watches the way he throws the shield around like it's a frisbee, the vibrations it gives off sending the buzzing sensation through her body into overdrive.
How does she make this short and sweet for him? Because it is complicated]
The Chronicoms are an ancient, partially robotic race. They decided they wanted to make Earth their home, since they lost their home planet, and were afraid that SHIELD would put a stop to their plans. So they planned on making sure SHIELD never even existed by making sure HYDRA didn't come to fruition. We followed them to try and stop them from succeeding and things got complicated. Project Insight ended up being developed a lot faster than it was in the original timeline.
We managed to stop the rocket, but by doing so it revealed our position to the Chronicoms.
[ Sam considers that for a moment, shifting his stance and throwing the shield a little harder again - he's keeping up his movements while they talk, slowly ramping up the intensity of his own training.
There's dark bruising on his arms - hard to see because of his skin tone, but there nevertheless. He's been pushing himself ever since he picked up the mantle, and that shield hits hard on the recoil. ]
Not to sound callous, but why didn't you guys just... let them do that? I mean, they'd have just created their own time line anyway, right?
[ Can't rewrite things that already happened, after all. ]
[ Truth be told, and Sam has the thought without heat: They were at a disadvantage. They didn't have some of the brightest minds in the world telling them there was no risk of that happening. That history can't be rewritten. And if they didn't know that at the time...
Still, the probing shows something much more interesting. ]
Humour me... so I saw on the network what's got you ready to snap when HYDRA's brought up. Other than the usual, I mean. And I ain't gonna judge anyone for having trauma and hot button issues - I've counselled vets, my partner's Bucky Barnes.
[ Sam catches the shield, pauses and looks over at Daisy. ]
What's on the flipside? What makes you this defensive of SHIELD as an institution?
Sure, I'd die for any Avenger. And I'd also fight them when they do the wrong thing. Trust me... you wanna believe in people, and question the club - especially when it's your club. I was pararescue, and I'd still fight tooth and nail for the people I served with. Also gonna be the first one to acknowledge the AirForce ain't all that. You can be proud of the work you and yours do as SHIELD agents, but you gotta acknowledge that not everyone's gonna be a fan of the club, and you gotta understand why. You do both the people and the club a better service when you do.
[ He caps that off with a small smile, though - it's not meant to be a blow, just friendly advice. Her attachment might be understandable - just slightly hooked on the wrong thing. ]
Coulson... like the agent Loki killed, way back when the Avengers were formed? Didn't know the dude had relatives in the club house.
[She understands what he's getting at, and who he's defending. Doesn't blame him for it either. It's not like Daisy never questioned SHIELD's motives before. She won't defend herself again though, because he knows why she got so heated with Bucky in that chat the other day. At some point she should probably talk with him about it.
Shit.
Of course they don't know.]
You knew him?
[There has to be a reason he or Fury never told anyone, so is it really her place to say anything?]
[Well that’s like a punch to the gut. Maybe it wasn’t her secret to tell, but does she really have anything to lose now? He’s dead. The real Coulson anyway.]
It is. He—
[Daisy looks towards the floor, arms tightening around herself.]
[ A slow breath. Sam looks up at the ceiling, muscles in his jaw clenching, then unclenching.
Some people died never quite forgiving themselves for the loss of Coulson. Carrying that death like a brand through their life. ]
Right. That's... Right.
I don't think I gotta tell you how many levels of fucked up that is and why, right? 'cause Steve never stopped blaming himself, and SHIELD just went right in for the human experimentation.
You really surprised Bucky would make the comparison to HYDRA? Really?
See, getting in trouble with your club for standing up against their bullshit is the kinda attitude I can get behind.
[ He crosses his arms loosely, not a defensive posture but one he typically adopts to steady himself, to give himself time for his thoughts for a moment. His eyes are not unkind when he looks at her. ]
Look... I'm gonna need you to do me a favor. Don't discuss the Winter Soldier program on the public network. I don't care if Bucky doesn't give a shit about people knowing - I give a shit about him, and I don't need the general public to have access to his trauma. And don't... don't slap HYDRA shit in his face as an argument, alright? I ain't gonna judge you for your pain - hell, I empathize, and I'm sorry for what HYDRA put you through... but you gotta accept that we ain't gonna join the SHIELD fanclub, and when we judge them for the shit they pulled, it ain't a judgment of you as a person. What good SHIELD may or may not do in an alternative timeline has no bearing on the experiences any of us have had, and the fact that SHIELD has pulled crap damn near level with what HYDRA pulled, 'cause they were one and the same for a good long while. It's good that they get it together - sadly, I don't think the same holds true for things back where we are from. So I'mma need you to not take it personally. We've earned the right not to be fans of the organization, and you ain't gonna convince either of us that SHIELD's gotten better if you fly off the handle over Bucky being justifiably jaded and sharp over it. You've chosen to affiliate yourself with an organization some of us have legitimate grievances with. You gotta learn to stomach that and not feel the need to get defensive - it ain't about you.
[ Sam keeps his voice gentle as he says it. This isn't a dressing down, he's not angry. He just needs her to understand, because frankly he's not sure he's got enough patience for more teenage drama just because he's not a fan of the organization that did human experimentation to revive a man whose death haunted Steve Rogers to the end, and chose not to tell anyone about it.
He's not gonna be a fan of the man who chose to live his second life without getting back in touch either, but... that's perhaps left for him to discuss with Tasha and Bucky for now. ]
I try to judge people on their actions, not their affiliations. 'Cause out here it doesn't matter that you're SHIELD. Doesn't matter if anyone aboard loves or hates SHIELD. Doesn't matter that I'm Captain America, either. What matters is how you treat people - mine and others.
I know. All that stuff I said? That basically all just went down right before I ended up here and it just hit too close to home.
[Losing her mother is literally the reason she's here. She agreed to do whatever they want just to have another chance at a relationship with her mother.]
And I appreciate that you're looking out for him. Think he'd give me a chance to apologize to him?
[Her eyebrows lift when he mentions about being Captain America.]
I definitely want to hear more about that because, wow--
[ He doesn't know, and doesn't ask - but it doesn't feel like he has to. Some regrets are readily obvious, after all. ]
Can't promise he won't be prickly, but I think you should talk to him. Hell, if you guys arrive at a healthy 'agree to disagree' that'd be pretty damn alright.
[ Sam nods slightly at her comment about the huge deal. Oh... she doesn't know the half of it. Though maybe she understands the edges and fringes of it all. ]
Pretty damn new, too. Used to be just a dude with a fancy jetpack. Guess now I'm just a dude with a fancy jetpack and a fancy frisbee.
Yeah, with me. But lemme assure you: That idea you're having right now? I don't think it's a good one. Just text him to test the waters.
[ It's unlikely Bucky will be overly kind, but that's just part of the charm. Definitely worse if she ambushes him in person, where he can't just walk away as easily.
Even then there's a chance it might backfire. But that's something for these two to hash out between them. ]
Didn't Bucky say? Steve Rogers retired to the moon, passed the shield along.
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See you in a few.
[It only takes a few minutes for Daisy to get to the training room, and Sam isn't hard to spot as there's literally no one else in there right now. Stepping inside, Daisy shoves her hands in the back pocket of her jeans.]
Hey.
[Well this isn't awkward at all, considering she blew up on the guy the other day...]
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He tosses a 'hey' over his shoulder, giving Daisy a brief glance over - professional appraisal, nothing lewd or dismissive about it.
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So, you wanna tell me what's getting lost in translation here?
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Holy shit.
No. Focus.
Her eyes fall back to Sam's face.]
Uh, well, a lot. Apparently.
[It's hard to keep track of time when they've been traveling through so many different time periods.]
We weren't on Earth when whatever Thanos did went down. We were in space.
[On a personal mission, but she can't bring herself to say that. Not now. Not when she now knows just how bad things got on Earth.]
How did he even do that? Just--
Wipe out half the population of Earth.
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Alright, Agent Flower Girl. Debriefing 101 - you might wanna actually read what I sent you 'bout that. Go on, I'll wait.
[ And he's going to. Sam's grin turns a little more gently amused as he gestures for her to reread the messages, while he picks up the shield. Maybe she really is an intern - or just bullshitting him about the Shield thing. Hard to believe she'd misread universe for earth twice if she's an actual agent. But he hefts the shield onto his arm, and then throws it at a pillar wrapped in training mats to bounce it easily back onto his own arm, just a few light tosses.
What he wrote was "c'mon, you can't have missed half of all life across the universe being eradicated in 2018" and "There is no way you lived through 2018 to 2019 and missed the fact that 50% of all living beings in the universe were wiped from existence."
Universe. Not Earth. 50% of all living beings. Not population. 'We were in space' is really no excuse for having missed any of that if they were around in 2018 to 2019 - every single planet was hit the same way Earth was. And that does make him wonder if she's lying - and what exactly she may be lying about. ]
You got it, yet?
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The original timeline is all messed up. We stopped Project Insight before it, literally, took off the ground.
Saved Agent Daniel Sousa from dying in 1955, it's--
I don't even know if we'll be able to go back to the OG timeline at this point.
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Sam frowns a little, throws her a doubtful look. Not disbelief, outright, just... doesn't exactly line up with what Sam understands about time travel. Granted, he was only half listening to Banner when he explained Steve's mission to return the Infinity Stones, but Sam's pretty sure this ain't it. ]
Not sure what that's got to do with it. But sure - so did you guys know that you can't actually rewrite history, just create branching paths?
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[Daisy can’t even imagine what something like that must be to go through. The impacts it must have on literally everything.]
How did he even do it?
[Arms crossed tightly over her chest, Daisy shakes her head.]
I know. We really tried to preserve the original timeline, but—
Have you ever heard of the Chronicoms?
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[ Jumping out of collapsing buildings in nothing but jeans and a t-shirt, 'cause that's just how he rolls.
If Project Insight had never happened, of course... Steve never would have turned to him in an emergency. He might never have become an Avenger. And Bucky...
Sam's jaw clenches, his expression hardening a little bit.
Bucky might not have broken through his brainwashing on that helicarrier. Might still be the Winter Soldier in their timeline, all because of this little stunt.
But Shield's got better PR, Sam imagines, breathing through the curl of something fiercly protective in his chest. It's like he asked Zemo: 'And what about Bucky?'.
He throws the shield a little harder this time, the vibranium practically singing as it strikes the target and bounces back towards Sam. He catches it, lets the momentum spin him around, then throws it a second time out of its own momentum, light on the balls of his feet. He's a tall, muscular man, and most people don't realize that his biggest strength in battle isn't raw physical power - it's speed and agility. He's flexible and acrobatic; has to be in order to have full control of his body mid-air. ]
So why'd you guys feel the need to muck about the timeline and try to rewrite things that already happened anyway?
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[Daisy watches the way he throws the shield around like it's a frisbee, the vibrations it gives off sending the buzzing sensation through her body into overdrive.
How does she make this short and sweet for him? Because it is complicated]
The Chronicoms are an ancient, partially robotic race. They decided they wanted to make Earth their home, since they lost their home planet, and were afraid that SHIELD would put a stop to their plans. So they planned on making sure SHIELD never even existed by making sure HYDRA didn't come to fruition. We followed them to try and stop them from succeeding and things got complicated. Project Insight ended up being developed a lot faster than it was in the original timeline.
We managed to stop the rocket, but by doing so it revealed our position to the Chronicoms.
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[ Sam considers that for a moment, shifting his stance and throwing the shield a little harder again - he's keeping up his movements while they talk, slowly ramping up the intensity of his own training.
There's dark bruising on his arms - hard to see because of his skin tone, but there nevertheless. He's been pushing himself ever since he picked up the mantle, and that shield hits hard on the recoil. ]
Not to sound callous, but why didn't you guys just... let them do that? I mean, they'd have just created their own time line anyway, right?
[ Can't rewrite things that already happened, after all. ]
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[Yeah. No thanks.
Not that she wasn’t willing to let Malick die in this timeline. In fact, Daisy had given the orders to Deke to kill him.]
You guys have defended Earth countless times. We were just trying to do the same thing.
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Still, the probing shows something much more interesting. ]
Humour me... so I saw on the network what's got you ready to snap when HYDRA's brought up. Other than the usual, I mean. And I ain't gonna judge anyone for having trauma and hot button issues - I've counselled vets, my partner's Bucky Barnes.
[ Sam catches the shield, pauses and looks over at Daisy. ]
What's on the flipside? What makes you this defensive of SHIELD as an institution?
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They’re my family.
[It’s pretty simple when you put it like that.]
Coulson believed in SHIELD, in me. He gave me a purpose.
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[ It's never that simple. ]
Sure, I'd die for any Avenger. And I'd also fight them when they do the wrong thing. Trust me... you wanna believe in people, and question the club - especially when it's your club. I was pararescue, and I'd still fight tooth and nail for the people I served with. Also gonna be the first one to acknowledge the AirForce ain't all that. You can be proud of the work you and yours do as SHIELD agents, but you gotta acknowledge that not everyone's gonna be a fan of the club, and you gotta understand why. You do both the people and the club a better service when you do.
[ He caps that off with a small smile, though - it's not meant to be a blow, just friendly advice. Her attachment might be understandable - just slightly hooked on the wrong thing. ]
Coulson... like the agent Loki killed, way back when the Avengers were formed? Didn't know the dude had relatives in the club house.
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[She understands what he's getting at, and who he's defending. Doesn't blame him for it either. It's not like Daisy never questioned SHIELD's motives before. She won't defend herself again though, because he knows why she got so heated with Bucky in that chat the other day. At some point she should probably talk with him about it.
Shit.
Of course they don't know.]
You knew him?
[There has to be a reason he or Fury never told anyone, so is it really her place to say anything?]
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[ It's always been a sore subject for Steve. People like Sam and Steve do not forgive themselves the losses they couldn't prevent. ]
Never met the man. So it was the same Coulson you met?
[ Something about that timeline... ]
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It is. He—
[Daisy looks towards the floor, arms tightening around herself.]
SHIELD brought him back to life. It was—
Awful.
I met him after all of that happened.
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Some people died never quite forgiving themselves for the loss of Coulson. Carrying that death like a brand through their life. ]
Right. That's... Right.
I don't think I gotta tell you how many levels of fucked up that is and why, right? 'cause Steve never stopped blaming himself, and SHIELD just went right in for the human experimentation.
You really surprised Bucky would make the comparison to HYDRA? Really?
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[Daisy finally meets his eyes now that she's told him.]
SHIELD was different before the fall, before Coulson became Director. There was a lot of things I didn't agree with, and I got in trouble for it.
[Doesn't help that she, technically, wasn't a SHIELD agent until literally right before SHIELD fell.]
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See, getting in trouble with your club for standing up against their bullshit is the kinda attitude I can get behind.
[ He crosses his arms loosely, not a defensive posture but one he typically adopts to steady himself, to give himself time for his thoughts for a moment. His eyes are not unkind when he looks at her. ]
Look... I'm gonna need you to do me a favor. Don't discuss the Winter Soldier program on the public network. I don't care if Bucky doesn't give a shit about people knowing - I give a shit about him, and I don't need the general public to have access to his trauma. And don't... don't slap HYDRA shit in his face as an argument, alright? I ain't gonna judge you for your pain - hell, I empathize, and I'm sorry for what HYDRA put you through... but you gotta accept that we ain't gonna join the SHIELD fanclub, and when we judge them for the shit they pulled, it ain't a judgment of you as a person. What good SHIELD may or may not do in an alternative timeline has no bearing on the experiences any of us have had, and the fact that SHIELD has pulled crap damn near level with what HYDRA pulled, 'cause they were one and the same for a good long while. It's good that they get it together - sadly, I don't think the same holds true for things back where we are from. So I'mma need you to not take it personally. We've earned the right not to be fans of the organization, and you ain't gonna convince either of us that SHIELD's gotten better if you fly off the handle over Bucky being justifiably jaded and sharp over it. You've chosen to affiliate yourself with an organization some of us have legitimate grievances with. You gotta learn to stomach that and not feel the need to get defensive - it ain't about you.
[ Sam keeps his voice gentle as he says it. This isn't a dressing down, he's not angry. He just needs her to understand, because frankly he's not sure he's got enough patience for more teenage drama just because he's not a fan of the organization that did human experimentation to revive a man whose death haunted Steve Rogers to the end, and chose not to tell anyone about it.
He's not gonna be a fan of the man who chose to live his second life without getting back in touch either, but... that's perhaps left for him to discuss with Tasha and Bucky for now. ]
I try to judge people on their actions, not their affiliations. 'Cause out here it doesn't matter that you're SHIELD. Doesn't matter if anyone aboard loves or hates SHIELD. Doesn't matter that I'm Captain America, either. What matters is how you treat people - mine and others.
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[Losing her mother is literally the reason she's here. She agreed to do whatever they want just to have another chance at a relationship with her mother.]
And I appreciate that you're looking out for him. Think he'd give me a chance to apologize to him?
[Her eyebrows lift when he mentions about being Captain America.]
I definitely want to hear more about that because, wow--
That's a huge deal.
[And honor.]
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Can't promise he won't be prickly, but I think you should talk to him. Hell, if you guys arrive at a healthy 'agree to disagree' that'd be pretty damn alright.
[ Sam nods slightly at her comment about the huge deal. Oh... she doesn't know the half of it. Though maybe she understands the edges and fringes of it all. ]
Pretty damn new, too. Used to be just a dude with a fancy jetpack. Guess now I'm just a dude with a fancy jetpack and a fancy frisbee.
[ He grins, shifting the shield in his grip. ]
What do you wanna hear about that?
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[Because it's probably better to do this kind of thing in person.]
Uh--
[There's not anywhere to really sit, so Daisy moves to lean against the wall.]
Everything? How did this all happen?
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[ It's unlikely Bucky will be overly kind, but that's just part of the charm. Definitely worse if she ambushes him in person, where he can't just walk away as easily.
Even then there's a chance it might backfire. But that's something for these two to hash out between them. ]
Didn't Bucky say? Steve Rogers retired to the moon, passed the shield along.
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[There’s no judgement to her tone, if anything, she wishes she had someone here that she knew on a personal level. At least they have each other.]
I’ll try that first.
[If he hasn’t found a way to block her number. She’s still getting used to how all of that works here.]
I thought he was pulling my leg.
[Honestly? She thinks Sam is too because maybe they don’t want to tell the truth.]
About the moon part.
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