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Dad, Sam, and I met Nick, who was wearing sunglasses and a hoodie, at the cemetery. We stood in front of his grave. "So, you've experienced this sort of thing before?" Fury asked.
"You get used to it." Dad said.
"We've been data-mining HYDRA's files. Looks like a lot of rats didn't go down with the ship. I'm headed to Europe tonight, wanted to ask if you'd come."
"There's something I gotta do first."
"How about you, Wilson? Could use a man with your abilities."
"I'm more of a soldier than a spy." Sam said.
"Mini Rogers?" He looked at me. "I-I can't. I have school and other stuff." I said.
"Alright then." We shook Fury's hand. "Anybody asks for me, tell them they can find me right here." He pointed to his gravestone and walked away as Natasha and Barry joined us.
"You should be honored, that's about as close as he gets to saying thank you." Natasha said.
"You two aren't going with him?" I asked. "Nope." Barry said.
"Not staying here?" Dad asked. "I blew all my covers, I gotta go figure out a new one."
"That might take a while."
"I'm counting on it. That thing you asked for, I called in a few favors from Kiev." She handed dad a file titled "дело No 17" (File No. 7) "Will you do me a favor? Call that nurse."
"She's not a nurse."
"And you're not a SHIELD agent."
"What was her name again?"
"Kate. I-I mean Sharon." I said.
"Be careful, Steve. You might not want to pull on that thread." Natasha said. She gently kissed his cheek and walked away. We sat on a bench and read the file about Bucky. Sam walked over to us.
"You're going after him?"
"You don't have to come with me."
"Wait. We are? I'm not sure if I want to." I said. Dad kissed my forehead. "Please. Sweety. It would scare me if I'm away from you."
