Otherwise Known As... | Bucky Barnes

Chapter (63) Sixty-Three ~ ...the girl against her family

Steve and I confidently walked threw the terminal outside, looking to get to the helicopter Clint had directed us toward. Upon seeing the tail end of the helicopter none of Tony's team, the two of us started sprinting towards the chopper when a small device collided with it, electric currents flowing all around it. I looked up to see Tony and Rhodey in their suits flying down to us, landing a good distance away.

"Wow, it's so weird how you run into people at the airport," Tony said, his helmet retracting as he looked at Rhodes. "Don't you think that's weird?"

"Definitely weird." The soldier agreed.

"Hear me out, Tony." I started, getting the men's attention. "That doctor, the psychiatrist, he's behind all of this."

Steve and I's attention was then quickly diverted to an all-black figure, T'Challa in his Black Panther suit jumping out of his hidden position.

"Captain. Agent Stark."

"Your Highness." We both nodded.

"Anyway, Ross gave me 36 hours to bring you in. That was 24 hours ago. Can you help a brother out? Or, in your case, help your nephew out?" Tony asked, looking at me at the end.

"You're after the wrong guy." Steve urged.

"Your judgment is askew." Tony shot back. "Your old war buddy killed innocent people yesterday."

"Tony, we talked about this, it wasn't him he was manipulated." I glaired.

"And there are five more super soldiers just like him." Steve continued. "We can't let the doctor find them first, Tony. We just can't."

"Tony, there's more going on than you know. Let's talk about this, figure out a plan together, as a team, and go stop the fake doctor." I took a hesitant step forward.

"Olivia." Natasha's voice sounded from behind me, making Steve and I turn around. "You both know what's about to happen. Make this easter for yourselves. Do you really wanna punch your way out of this one?"

"No." I honestly shook my head. "But we will if we have to."

"Olivia, you signed the Accords to help your boyfriend. This is not helping him, trust me."

"Wait, you signed? I thought you wouldn't do that cause of Bucky." Steve looked at me confused.

"And Tony you need to trust me. Bucky knows more than we do about what we'll be walking into. He's going to need to be with us to help." I tried, but I just got a tiered look from Tony in response.

"All right, you know what, I'm running out of patience. Underoos!" He yelled, cupping his hands over his mouth as much as he could in his suit.

I gasped as some type of web-like substance wrapped around Steve and my hands, another aiming for Steve's shield and easily taking it away. What appeared to be a shorter man in red and blue spandex flipped onto a close by transporter, shield now in hand.

"Nice job kid." Tony praised.

"Thanks! Well, I could have stuck the landing a little better, it's just... New suit. It's nothing, Mr. Stark. It's-It's-It's perfect. Thank you." He rambled, his high-pitched voice catching me off guard.

"Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation," Tony told the kid.

"Okay. Cap. Captain." He saluted Steve. "Ms. Stark. Big fan. I'm Spider-Man."

"Yeah, we'll talk about it later."

"Hey everyone."

"Good job."