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Marcella was practically thrown in the back seat of the beetle and her shoes thrown in after her by Bucky. He was pushed in after her; a grumpy expression on his face.
"I think I've had enough of being manhandled today," she mumbled to herself as she put on her seatbelt and pulled Bucky closer to her instinctively. Bucky spared her a side glance, then put on his seatbelt too. Sam took the drivers seat and slammed down on the gas right after Steve closed the passenger car door. They didn't even get their seat belts on until they were back on the highway.
Marcella and Bucky looked to each other and then she snapped her head toward Steve. "What's going on, Rogers?"
Steve ruffled his hair in stress. "Natasha called."
Marcella nodded her head. "Yes, you said that. And what did she say?"
"She was giving us a warning that their coming." Steve grumbled and Sam looked at him, slightly upset.
"We don't know what she was doing. Nat's my friend too but she signed the accords and she used my sister against me. That's a line crossed."
Sam flicked right on the indicator and the car turned into the airport. They were quiet as they drove into the parking lot, all the way to the third level. That's where Marcella saw a white van and a man with short hair leaning on it, arms crossed. Sam parked the car and got out at the same time as Steve.
Marcella watched through the window as Bucky grabbed Marcella's hand suddenly. "Be nice," he ordered. She looked at him, reading his body language. He was nervous. Nervous to be around people again.
"Then don't do your staring thing." She whispered back with a smile as he helped her out of the car. He glared at her, then squeezed her hand one last time before letting go and pushing her in front of him. Marcella walked around the car and looked at the new people that Steve and Sam were talking too. She recognized them from the newspapers as Hawkeye and Wanda Maximoff.
"How about our other recruit?" Steve asked them.
"He's ready to go," Clint replied with a smiled. He opened up the van's white door. "Once I put a little coffee in him."
A man jumped up from the bed of the van. He looked surprised and a little out of it. It was who they called "Ant-man."
"What time zone is this?" He asked then he saw Steve and his eyes widened. He was star-struck as he stepped towards Steve and held out his hand. "Captain America!"
"Mr. Lang." Steve shook his and hand back, but Mr. Lang wouldn't let go.
"It's an honour." Lang looked down at his own hand, shaking Cap's, "I'm shaking your hand too long." He finally let go, awkwardly.
"Wow. This is awesome." Lang turned to Wanda Maximoff, "I know you too, you're great." He told her and she smile back.
He was so happy, it made Marcella giggle little and Steve turned around to look at her and Bucky, who was also smiling. Lang waved at Marcella and Bucky and she waved back.
