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chapter sixty i love you
𝐈𝐅 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃 Grace Stark three years ago if she ever thought she would be driving to a parking garage in a German airport while Steve Rogers was on the run, she probably wouldn't have believed it.
And yet, she was, driving into a parking garage in a German airport.
"You and I have very different definitions of a 'getaway car'," she said, exiting her jeep and glancing at the old, grey car that sat to the side. "Usually it involves being able to be fast. A bicycle could catch that thing."
Steve shrugged. "It's low profile, which is what we need right now," he replied and she nodded, walking around to the trunk of her car. "Thank you for coming."
"Well, I'm always in the mood to tell a United States politician to kiss my ass," she answered with a shrug, turning back to look at him. "Though, it'd be much easier if we didn't have to do it in a parking garage. But, since we have no choice... here." She opened the trunk and looked down. "One shield and pair of wings, as requested."
Steve let out a breath, glancing down at them. "Thank you," he said quietly and she nodded, playing with the car keys in her hands. "I'm sorry that it has to be this way, Gracie. But—"
"He's your friend," she finished in a whisper and she met his gaze, his blue eyes piercing into her brown ones. She looked over at the grey car where Sam and Bucky were, both of them looking incredibly annoyed with the other. "Bucky has always been your friend. Your brother."
He nodded. "Yeah..."
"Clear his name, Steve," she said, taking him by surprise. For the entire time that she had been in the parking garage, he thought she was angry with him. "Do you hear me? That man has been through hell and back a hundred times over. It's about time that he gets some peace and quiet, which he won't get in a maximum security federal prison with no windows."
"Even if it means fighting your nephew?" he asked and she paused, looking up at him. "Because that's what it's going to come to."
She nodded. "Yeah. Even fighting Tony. Ross' words have been put into his brain, he's not listening right now. But he better not get a scratch on him."
"I promise."
His hand found her cheek and she rested on her toes, catching his lips with hers. "I love you. Remember that."
"I love you more."
She smiled lightly and walked over to the grey car, knocking on the window and Sam jumped, rolling it down. "Show's over, gentlemen. Keep an eye on Addy, okay? She'll follow Steve to the ends of the earth, you know that, but it doesn't mean she should."
Sam nodded. "I'll look out for her."
"Good." Grace's gaze shifted to Bucky in the backseat, his knees pressed against the back of Sam's seat. "Welcome back, Sergeant Barnes. We've missed you." She let out a breath and made her way back to the jeep, pausing next to Steve once more. "Tony has a time limit to bring you back to Ross," she said and he looked down at her. "And when he finds out I gave you your shield, he'll find me. I'd love it if you could make this happen sooner rather than later."
