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📍LEIPZIG AIRPORT

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All the while discussing the plan, Steve drove up towards Level 6 of the parking garage where a white van was waiting for them. After parking the car, Steve, Y/N, and Sam stepped out of it together.

"Y/N, Cap," Clint nodded.

"Y/N!"

Y/N was crushed in a hug by Wanda, "Oh, thank god! you're alright," she pulled away but her hands remained on her shoulders, "Are you okay? I heard they locked you up."

"I'm fine, Wanda," Y/N assured her with a smile and brought her in a side-hug. 

"Thanks for having my back," Steve nodded at Wanda and she turned to him.

"It was time to get off my ass," she replied as Y/N rested her elbow on her shoulder.

"How about our other recruit?" he turned to Clint.

"He's rarin' to go," Clint walked towards the door of the van, "Had to put a little coffee in him," he slammed the door open, startling awake the man inside, "But he should be good." The man sat up and blinked his eyes at the brightness of the environment.

"What time zone is this?" Scott jumped off the van. Clint urged him to keep moving and closed the door of the van. "Captain America," he stared at Steve in admiration and shook his hand.

"Mr. Lang," Steve greeted him formally.

"It's an honour," Scott was still shaking his hand, "I'm shaking your hand too long," he realized and let go of his hand, "Wow, this is awesome," he turned to Y/N and Wanda, "Captain America, huh?" he did a double-take at them, "I know you two! you're both great." They gave him a wide smile in return. His eyes landed on Y/N and he frowned, "Do I know you?"

"Hey Jack," she waved at him and Wanda muttered, a long, 'ah' of recognition and realisation.

"Oh yeah," Scott grinned at her sheepishly and turned back to Steve, "Jeez," he stared at him for a while and felt his shoulders, "Ah, look I wanna say, I know you know a lot of super people, so, thinks for thanking of me." Steve nodded at him with a smile.

"Hey man," Scott pointed at Sam, dragging the word.

"What's up, Tic-tac?" Sam nodded.

"That's him?" Wanda asked  and Y/N nodded with a large, mad grin. 

After Y/N transferred the footage to her phone, she made sure that Wanda and Vision, who were in the compound at the time, saw the whole footage. Sam was grumpier and sassier the next week, brooding to himself.

"Uh, good to see you," Scott said awkwardly, "Look what happened last time when I—"

"It was a great audition, but," Sam chuckled, "It'll never happen again."

Wanda nudged Y/N's arm that was resting on her shoulder and nodded towards the car behind Steve and Sam. Y/N looked at where she nodded and accidentally locked eyes with Bucky, making them both flustered for a second. She cocked her eyebrows at him questioningly and he looked away with a lopsided grin.

Y/N turned to see Wanda wiggling her eyebrows at her, "He was staring at you. He thinks you're cute —no —beautiful," she spoke telepathically with a smirk and slightly widened eyes, "When did this happen?"

Y/N gave her a look, "Don't be stupid."

"I'm not! I just read his mind," Wanda raised her eyebrows to insist. 

Y/N rolled her eyes and turned back to Bucky; His luscious brown locks that reached his shoulder were blown by the wind in the same direction he turned. The red Henley shirt he was wearing was perfectly outlining his biceps and shoulder muscles.

"And now you're staring at him," Wanda teased, earning herself a jab in the ribs.

"They tell you what we're up against?" Steve asked Scott.

"Something about some psycho-assassins," Scott answered with a perplexed look.

"We're outside the law on this one," Steve nodded, "So if you come with us, you're a wanted man."

"Yeah, well, what else is new?" Scott shrugged.

"We should get moving," Bucky informed the group.

"We got a chopper lined up," Clint notified them.

They all looked up as a man in German spoke over the PA. "They're evacuating the airport," Bucky translated.

"Stark," Sam looked at Steve.

"Stark?" Scott repeated in confusion.

Steve looked around at everyone, "Suit up."

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