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I sat on one of the chairs in the meeting room amongst the other avengers plus Amara. My arms were crossed across my chest and I was zoned out listening to the tinging sound coming from the phone in the middle of the table.

"You gave our location away?" I asked Amara who was sat awkwardly in between Steve and Natasha. Her posture was off considering she had been shot in the leg not 12 hours ago. She looked worried herself but once again my brain only saw her as the lesser of two evils.

"No, there must be a tracker in my phone! I swear I'm telling the truth!" She pleaded her innocence. Throughout all of us in the room barely half even contemplated the idea that that statement could have been correct.

After a while of back and forth conversation between Amara and various avengers, Tony Stark, alone, came to a conclusion.

"Well if we can't keep Sabrina and Bucky here we're going to have to hide them." He recommended, well demanded I should say.

"Hide us? I didn't know there was a Houdini on the team." I replied, unclear of what my dad had in mind.

"Amara, we're going to escort you to a room down the hall so we can have this conversation, privately." My dad replied trying to show some sort of respect for the daughter of Rumlow.

"You mean because I'm the one that could rat you out?"

"Hmm... yes. Now don't try anything FRIDAY will be using one of our protocols to monitor everything you do and say, and it's all recorded. Have fun though," Tony replied as she was escorted away by Rhodes, who kindly offered to take her out.

"Please carry on, Stark." Bucky gestured. God the way he says Stark - my name. There's just something about it that seems some what seductive. Of course it's not though, he's talking to my father.

"We'll transfer the two of you to a safe house where we won't have contact with you unless it's by an emergency phone that would be situated inside the house. But other than that we won't talk, see each other or anything until we have everything under control." He explained. He seemed like he already had it sorted out and that this is something he really wanted. Although I wouldn't mind spending an unknown amount of time alone with Bucky, I'd also much rather fight for my own sake.

"Can't we just stay at Clint's? You guys did that before." I asked, attempting not to argue.

I looked over at Clint who shrugged his shoulders, he didn't seem opposed to the idea and I'm fully aware Laura and the kids have been wanting to see me again for a while.

"No. Clint still would need to travel from here to the house on the daily, he could be easily followed." Tony insisted.

"How long will it be for? You can't lock us up weeks on end with no idea what's going on with you guys. It's about us! You need us!" I projected, making it clear that I wanted to be on the mission. "How would we get food, supplies. How would I do the therapy you really need me to do?"

"I own a safe house that no one here knows about, not even happy. The basement is full of everything you'd need for a couple months. As for therapy, you and Bucky can work through your problems together! Take a journal or something."

"You expect us to be there for months? Plus, how could you not be sure we'd get followed from here to the safe house?"

"No, I was just saying that there's enough to last months. As for travel - you'd be going by quinjet."

"Mr Tony would it not be better if I just take Sabrina and Bucky to Asgard for a while?" Thor asked.

"Brother, time works differently there a couple of days here would be a month on Asgard. They could be gone for a year at minimum." Loki commented profoundly. Damnit I would have loved to seen Asgard.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 20, 2021 ⏰

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