Blackbird

*(Y/N)'s POV*

We woke as dawn began to rise. Steve had stirred from a bad dream and woke me in the process of stumbling out of bed and out of the room to get the day started before the sun was even out. It dragged me out of bed too. That giddiness before a mission mixed with tiredness led me to the bathroom as well. We took a shower and then proceeded to  get downstairs to where the others were drinking their coffee. I passed on that, I'd rather drink something sugary so I made my way to the fridge and took out those giant red bull cans Tony keeps stocked for his late night 'study sessions' which basically means for the time he has an idea and stays up all night to work on it. So, I took my 15 ounce can and aimed to sit at the breakfast table next to Nat. She had worry written all over her face yet she held strong for us all, she was the one to keep her cool when everyone lost it.

'Morning Nat, ready?'

She didn't look up at me she just waited for me to sit down and then whispered in my direction.

'I'm worried about him, (Y/N).'

She didn't have to say Buckys name for me to know who she meant. Me and Steve where also worried, Bucky hadn't been in a battle since coming back from cryo. And if I'm going to be right this fight won't be little. So as everyone settled around us I held her hand.

'This will be one hell of a fight guys. We will discuss details as soon as we arrive in Wakanda. I have contacted the Dora Milaje and sent them our ID-Code so our entrance in Wakanda is secured. I'll prepare the jet and we will meet there in 30.'

Our meeting had lasted 3 minutes tops because everyone was suddenly in a hurry to get to Wakanda and separate Vis and the stone as soon as possible.
So we all headed back to our rooms and got our stuff ready and got dressed in our suits and got our weapons. As I was leaving the armory I passed Bruces room. His door was open and
i could see him sitting on his bed with his head in his hands, anger and fear radiating from him.

'Bruce? Are you all right?', I had stepped into the room with anxiety but determined to get him out of his head.
And as he looked up I saw his anger dwindle, and fear taking over completely.

'(Y/N) what if you all loose and I have to live? What if this guy gets his win and I loose you all and have to live with the knowledge that the other guy inside of me just won't let me end it?'

'Banner we will have this one, believe me. We will win this, I promise.'

Bruce didn't seem convinced and all the way to the jet I caught his glances that where still laced with worry.
The Quinjet was packed with weapons and shields and other arms and the Team was also settling in as me and Bruce approached.
The flight was going to be fairly long so as Sam took over as pilot and Nat got herself the co-pilot seat, me and the others began settling into other seats and benches.

Hours passed and I kept on drifting from sleep to consciousness and back again yet I finally awoke properly after hearing Steve talk while approaching Sam in the pilot seat, giving him instructions.

'Drop to 2600, heading 0-3-0.'

'I hope you're right about this. Or we're gonna land a lot faster than you want to.'

Sam shifted the jet as I made my way to Steve. In the back Vision rested his hand on Wandas back as she hugged him. Sam maneuvered the jet straight through some tree tops and through the invisible barrier shielding Wakanda from the rest of the world. The beautiful panther-shaped rock appeared and as Sam landed on a giant heli pad we see T'challa and the Dora Milaje striding towards us while talking.
We open the ramp and Steve and I lead the rest of the team out to meet our new friends.

In the back, I hear Bruce and Rhodey whispering.

'Should we bow?'

'Yeah, he's a king.'

Smiling about their small banter I approach T'challa, Okoje and Aki.

'T'challa. Seems like I'm always thanking you for something.'

He couldn't answer fast enough yet Bruce was faster. He clears his throat as he bows before T'challa. I hear Rhody laugh and asking him what he's doing.
The king also smiles at him and tells him: 'Oh, we don't do that here.' His accent taking over because of his laughter.

'So how big of an assault should we expect?'

'Uh, sir, I think you should expect quite a big assault.',Bruce had recovered from his little embarrassing situation from before.
Natasha also began talking strategy and guards and soon we were all conversing about strategies, weapons and attack plans.

'So, how we lookin'?'

'You will have my Kingsguard, the Border Tribe, the Dora Milaje, and...'

And as his voice trailed of Bucky appeared, looking at Nat first and then at Steve.

'And a semi-stable 100-year-old man.'

'James!', Nat ran towards him, throwing herself into his arms, he caught her and hugged her just as tightly as she did. His hair had gotten longer and Shuri may have given him a better, newer, arm. Steve hugged me now too, his embrace radiating relieve that his friend has kept his sense of humor despite the situation.

'How you been Buck?'

Bucky released Nat long enough so she could wrap herself around his torso.
'Uh, not bad, for the end of the world.'

T'challa cleared his and lead us to the huge entrace.

'Common guys I'll show you where you can put your stuff and then we'll get Shuri.'

*A/N*
I wrote a chapter finally. I can't believe it. Hope u guys like it and my god thank u so much for nearly 8K!! This is unreal to me and it means a lot!
And thank you all for voting so much! I'll be honest I kind of got into a reading/writing slump BUT seems like I got out of it! I'm planning on writing anoother chapter right now so who knows maybe I'll get another put before the week ends 🎉
Until then I'll leave u with
✨Mr. Chris Jamal Evans✨