The Exchange

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The day had come and neither Bucky nor Lyra were fully prepared. About a week after Erik and Daisy were taken the Power Broker had sent a message. If Lyra provided the Broker with the information they wanted then Daisy and Erik would be returned unharmed. After weeks of prepping and dealing with Lyra's indecision on her roll in the rescue they finally had a plan and a fake person to setup as the true Roger's grandchild.

They created a false woman. Someone that existed but didn't. Banner and Sam had gone through several files of missing or deceased persons who looked like they could be related to Steve and Peggy. After going through 1000's they found a woman who was missing and presumed dead who fit the bill and the age. She was former military, adopted and had a similar look to Lyra. It fit quite well because she also had no known family. Her name was Tessa Gray. They created several files that pointed to her very likely being the granddaughter of the original Captain America.

"Alright it's time doll. We've been ready for a few days now but I know you still wanted to decide your roll. Are you ready to help Sam and I, be our eyes and ears throughout this whole thing?" Bucky asked as he looked into Lyra's eyes.

They were standing in the tech room. Lyra had a headset on and had been training with all of the equipment to learn how to be the best surveillance the guys could ask for.

"I'm as ready as I'm going to be. I just hope little one doesn't make me have to throw up 20 times while your gone. They don't like it when your not here it seems." She patted her stomach. "Please bring my lil boy and sister back to me in one piece, James, and you better be okay too. Little one needs their father."

Banner had run several tests on the fetus. It was strong and growing well. The abilities were definitely not known yet as it wasn't big enough yet to tell. The radiation did not harm it at all. Lyra had been eating more the past few days but she had also been sick a lot more too. Banner had been giving her supplements and special shakes to help with the nutrients needed. This was definitely tougher than her pregnancy with Erik had been. Bucky was always there to comfort her though. He held her hair back, when she would let him, as she vomited and he would run to grab whatever food she was craving at 2 in the morning. It had been a crazy few days but they made it work well.

"I promise, baby. I won't leave you guys hanging" He says as he leans down to her tummy and gently kisses it. "Hey little one, let mommy help daddy okay? I need you to grow and stay healthy but be nice to mommy okay. I love you little one." He stood and held Lyra in a tight embrace for a moment leaning in and kissing her sweetly.

He wave a finally see you later before walking out of the tech room and going to the lift. He sat in the lift for a few minutes doing something he hadn't in a long time. He silently prayed that his new family would be safe and that he could save Erik and Daisy without incident. This new life meant everything to him and he wasn't about to let anything get in the way of their happy ending.

The lift doors opened and his face was masked with his usual no-nonsense badass face. He wasn't about to show the true doubt there to Sam or the others around them. He steps out of the lift and up to Sam who is standing next to the open cargo door of the plan they were taking.

"Hey man, you ready for this" Sam asked as he placed a hand on Bucky's shoulder looking at him and seeing through his emotion mask.

"Yeah, I just hate leaving her but we have to rescue Erik."

"Don't forget Damn fine sister Daisy" Sam said with a smile.

"Do we need to have a talk about dating my girl's little sister?" Bucky asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Hey now, you have no room to talk, Mr. knocked up my best friend's granddaughter" He responded with a loud laugh.

"This really is some fucked up weirdness isn't it?" Bucky laughed as he shook his head at Sam.

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