Enough is Never Enough

Chapter 4

   "Ahhh, isn't she a beauty." Sam, Bucky, and Clara followed Zemo towards a very nice and expensive looking jet. "Now, the serum...with it, someone can create an army of people... like the Avengers. I ended the Winter Soldier program once before. I have no intention to leave my work unfinished. To do this, we'll have to scale a ladder of lowlifes." Clara looked at Bucky.

           "He scares the shit out of me enough as it is, but that fact that he's been in prison for how long and just acts like everything is okay...just so psychopathic."

           "Well, we've already started, so welcome to the party," Sam said unenthusiastically.

           "First stop: we meet a woman named Selby." The side door of the jet opened, and Clara watched as this old guy who should be long dead slowly walked down the steps.

             "So...all this time, you've been rich?" Sam finally asked the question for all of them.

             "I am a baron, Sam. My family was royalty until your friends destroyed my country." Zemo sod ahead and greeted the old man. The three of them watched awkwardly as Zemo and the man shook hands, followed by Zemo kissing the man on both cheeks. Zemo boards the jet, and the old man gestures to the opening.

          "Please, make yourselves comfortable." The old man's voice even sounded frail, and it was even harder to understand what he was saying in that thick German accent. "It will be a bit of a ride." The old man smiled, and one after the other, they went up the stairs.

          Clara had to keep her jaw from dropping when she got on the plane. The jet was so freaking nice. For a moment, she didn't care that Zemo was a maniac who probably wanted to kill her on the spot, she just scored a ride in probably the nicest jet she'll ever ride in her life. Zemo sat down in the chair on the left facing the cockpit. Sam sat on the same side next to Zemo, Bucky sat across Sam, facing the back of the plane, leaving the last seat across Zemo from Clara. Bucky sat uncomfortably in his chair, staring outside the window. Clara had herself angled more towards Bucky, trying to purposely not face Zemo.

"Everyone hold on tight." Zemo said, and the plane jerked forward. This caused Clara to jerk forward towards Zemo, and she tried her best to pull herself back in her seat as quickly as possible. She could feel Zemo's eyes on her, and she kept her eyes out the window. She watched as cement of the runway moved faster and faster underneath them, then started to get farther away as the jet lifted off. "The bathrooms are in the back," Zemo pointed to the back of the jet. "And if you need any other assistance, just ask Oeznik, and he will be delighted to help." The old man, who just happened to be passing by at the exact moment, nodded to all of them, then continued to the cockpit. "Our estimated arrival time is approximately 6:35 PM, meaning we get four wonderful hours on this jet to have some...bonding time. Get to know one another."

"I'll keep to myself, thanks very much."
Clara mumbled. Zemo just smiled and touched his fingertips together.

"Of course, I have no business digging into your life story. Plus, more time for me to get to know James and Sam better." Sam scoffed, and she could hear Bucky shift in his seat.

"Well then, in that case, I deserve a well-rested nap. Tonight is going to be a thrilling night for the four of us. And time you to create a plan." Zemo, who had a book by his side the entire time, opened it and rested it on his face. When she was sure that he was sleeping, Clara moved and rotated her body to face Bucky.

"This is gonna be a long four hours," she whispered to him.

"Yeah, well, it'll go a lot faster now that he's not talking." Clara smiled, and Bucky laughed a bit as well. Then his smile faded.