[2] ɪ'ʟʟ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ, ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ.

03.| ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇ [4]

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A VERY SAD JAMES was still staring at the TV as the picture of Natasha, James, and Steve lingered on the screen. The building was silent, everyone seemed to have known the man was hurt by the way he started to tear up. James sniffled before clearing his throat and turning towards the group.

"Uh, I'm going to bed," James says before walking up the stairs.

Wanda frowned before turning to the group of kids who frowned as well. "You six make sure you get some sleep. We've got a long day tomorrow."

Brad nodded. "You heard the lady. Everyone to sleep!"

Wanda smiles before walking up the stairs and entering her room where she saw James sitting at the edge of the bed. He had been staring at his locket that had the same photo that was shown on the Tv earlier.

"I miss them, too," Wanda says softly—taking a seat next to the man. "Natasha—"

"I can't—not right now." James interrupts. "I thought it would be easy to talk about it. B-But I just can't."

Wanda shook her head as she cupped the man's face in her hands. "Hey, no one said it would be easy. I get it..we don't have to talk. We can just lay down if you want." she says.

"Yeah," James says before resting his head on the bed.

Just as Wanda was about to lay her head down as well, through the door came Peter and Nick Fury.

James eyed Nick down, still keeping his head on his bed. "Fury, you could've knocked."

"You wouldn't have answered," Nick says before pushing Peter to the bed. "You three are very difficult to contact," he says standing in front of them.

Wanda sighs. "Oh no. You contacted us, we just didn't care for what you had to say."

Nick chuckled. "I see why you chose her. She's just like you."

James hummed before sitting up. "What do you need, Fury?"

"I used to know everything. Then, I come back five years later, and now, I know nothing." the man says as he takes a seat. "No intel, no team, and a high school kid is dodging my calls along with the same Rogers kid who would've killed to be asked to be put to a mission. Here's what I do know..." he paused before setting a small device on the table that showed a hologram. "A week ago, a village in Mexico was wiped out by a cyclone. Witnesses say that cyclone had a face."