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Anthony E Stark
We finally reached Villa Las Estrellas. It's still extremely cold. I think my nose froze. Or that could just be me over exaggerating.
"Captain Rogers, and Mr Stark, the Pilot has arrived. He said to meet him down at the air strip."
"We are heading there now."
Steve replied.
"So are you excited to see Natasha again?"
I had to pick a bone with him.
"Well, I'm excited to get if the cold wasteland, but I'm not to pleased to see Natasha any time soon. That should answer your question."
  I get he would go through hell just to have her in his arms again, but he doesn't need to so strict all the live long day. I would do the same for Pepper. She's the love of my life.
"Captain Rogers, Stark. Welcome aboard."
The Pilot was very pleased to have us aboard.
"I'll take your bags if you allow me too."
I handed him my bags, but Steve just stood there. Is he frozen? Is he dead?
"Steve"
No answer.
"Rogers, get your shot together and wake up."
He woke up, and handed his bags to the pilot. We each had our own side of the jet.
"Captain, how high would you like the heat to be?"
Steve looked up.
"Uh um. Well, I definitely don't want it to be cold. I mean we've dealt with that before."
The pilot chuckled.
"Yes sir."
I took in a deep breath and I sat up.
"I can't wait to get home."
"Yea it's almost Christmas. Who wouldn't want to miss that?"
"I dunno."
We shared a laugh. I closed my eyes slowly, and feel asleep.
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A/N: I'm deciding to leave this story off here. But don't worry, there'll be more. Maybe that'll be your Christmas present. Happy Holidays. 🎄🎄🎁🎁

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