Second Sphere

Push

"That's not a thing." Bucky says in confusion.

"That's definitely a thing." Sam says right back.

"No it's not." Bucky insists.

"Every time we fight, it's one of the three." Sam continues.

"Who are you fighting now, Gandalf?" Bucky asks sarcastically.

Sam stops, "How do you know about Gandalf?"

"I read the hobbit....in 1937 when it first came out." Bucky tells him.

"So you see my point?" Sam says.

"No I don't. There are no wizards." Bucky insists on that, the other two yes but he crosses the line at wizards apparently.

"Doctor strange." Sam points out.

"Is a sorcerer." Bucky counters.

"Aha!" Sam laughs, "A sorcerer is just a wizard without a hat. Think about it. Right? I'm right. I just came up with that. It's crazy. But that's not the point. These guys aren't magical, alright? They use brute force like Lene. Like you, the incredibly annoying guy in front of me with the staring problem." Sam starts to walk off.

"I'm coming with you." Bucky says.

"No you're not." Sam and I say in unison. But neither of us actually do anything to stop him.

"Also. Lene? What you two are such a great team now you have nicknames for each other?" Bucky questions sarcastically as the plane takes off.

"You see that." I turn to Sam annoyed, "He waited until we were off the ground to say anything."

"So what?" Bucky responds.

"Out of the three of us. You're the only one that can't fly. I will push you out the plane." I say. The threat is weak and Bucky sees through it.

"No you won't." He retorts.

"Alright enough you two. This is going to be a long flight. I will leave both of your asses behind if you can't get along." Sam interrupts annoyed at our bickering.

The rest of the flight is quiet until Torres comes down. "One minute to drop off, Sam."

The back opens and we get up.

"So what's our plan?" Bucky asks.

Sam and I don't respond.

"Great. So no plan." Bucky continues.

"Thirty seconds." Torres calls out.

"Enjoy your ride, Buck." Sam says.

"No you can't call me that." Bucky tells him.

"Why not? That's what Steve called you." Sam responds.

"Steve knew me longer and Steve had a plan." Bucky retorts.

I roll my eyes.

"Fifteen seconds to drop." Torres says.

"I have a plan." Sam shoots back.

"Really?" Bucky asks standing up from his seat. "What is it?"

Sam just jumps.

"Great." Bucky mutters. "Where's the chute?" He asks Torres.

"We're at 200 feet. It's too low for a chute." Torres explains.

"Want a lift?" I ask Bucky smugly.

He just stares me down. "I don't need it anyway."

"You sure about that?" Torres asks.

"Yeah." Bucky hesitates to jump and rips off the sleeve covering his metal arm, still buying time.

I roll my eyes and push him out. Torres stares at me in shock. And I shrug, "I can catch him."

I dive after a screaming Bucky and grab his arm.

"I don't need your help!" He yells at me.

"Okay." I let go and watch him fall into the tree line and onto the ground below.

Sam comes in on com's, "I have all of that on camera. You know that right?"

"Get out of my face, Sam, or I'll break it." Bucky grunts.

"Okay, head north. Come on." Sam responds.

I laugh, "I could have given you a ride."

"I'd rather walk thanks." Bucky groans.

The old building is empty. When Bucky walks up to us he shoots me a glare. I return it with an innocent smile.

"You're doing the staring thing again." Sam says.