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(𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐘)
CHAPTER THREE -----▹ 

➶ 。˚ ° ➶ 。˚➶ 。˚ ➶ 。˚ ➶ 。˚(𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐘)CHAPTER THREE -----▹ 

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LOUISIANA

"We could've taken a car, or plane, or helicopter, or..." Kate listed, after almost falling face-first into the ground, "But, this was just so much faster, plus!" she paused leaning in to kiss Kate, they pulled apart just moments later, "We have giant targets on our backs, and within the time we would've spent trying to get here, we probably would've already had at least one fight, and likelihood is one of us would have been stabbed or ended up with a bullet in a limb..." 

"Ok, ok. Yeah, you have a point." Kate said waving her statement off, "Where are we anyway?" she asked, "Louisana." Iskra stated, "Louisana, who do you know that lives in Louisana? I thought all of your friends lived in like Dc and Ohio." Kate said as the pair walked along the pathway up to a house, "You'll see, pretty eyes." Iskra spoke with a small teasing smile. 

Iskra approached the door, knocking twice pausing for a moment before knocking twice more, it was a knock that would be recognizable anywhere. The door creaked open revealing none other than Sam Wilson, "If it isn't mini Romanoff." he said with a smile, "Hi, Sam" she replied, giving him a quick hug, "and who is this?" he asked referring to Kate, "This," Iskra started wrapping an arm around Kate, "is my girlfriend, Kate Bishop,"

"Iskra Romanoff-Hill has a girlfriend! I didn't think I would ever see the day, where you dated anyone." he laughed, Iskra rolled her eyes, "Can we come in, please?" the redhead asked exasperated, "Yeah, yeah." he said opening the door further, "You changed your hair," Sam said, "I like it, it fits you." he added, "Thanks!" 

"Is the old man around?" Iskra asked, and Sam laughed, "He's in the living room. Can I get either of you a coffee? water?" Sam asked, "Sure, just some water," Iskra said, "What about you, Kate?" he asked, "Just a water is fine." the brunette smiled.

"Hi, old man James!" Iskra greeted, sitting down on the couch across from him, and Bucky grumbled, "Says the like 12-year-old," Iskra rolled her eyes, "I'm twenty-one, James." he looked at her in genuine shock, "What? I thought you were like seventeen, eighteen tops." Iskra rolled her eyes at him, and Kate and Sam joined them in the room, Kate sat on the couch next to Iskra, interlocking their fingers. 

Bucky raised an eyebrow at their interlocked hands, "Can you believe mini Romanoff has a girlfriend?" Sam asked, "Hi, I'm Kate," the brunette introduced herself, and bucky just stared at her, "Oh...ok then." she said lowering her hand, "James, stop scaring my girlfriend." Iskra ordered, "How is Iskra the only one who can get away with calling you, James?" Sam asked outdone. 

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