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Steve found a buggy of a car and we drove until we made it to a bridge. A car sat under it, the driver getting out when we pulled up behind them. Steve gets out and I could see the person it was the blonde women who helped us get to Bucky. They started having a conversation that we couldn't hear. She opened the trunk of her car and I could see my backpack peeking out. I rested my head on Bucky's shoulder.
"Can you move your seat up?" Bucky's voice broke
"No." Sam let out a crisp no causing me to chuckle scooting closer to the window allowing Bucky to move over. Steve and the blondes look over at us before continuing their conversation.
"What is their name?" I asked Sam who turned to look at me
"Alya, she joining us and Sharon." I hummed turning our attention back to the three, Steve grabbed our stuff and Sharon got into the car driving off. I watched Steve and Alya. Steve leaned closer to her before kissing her. They pulled away, I started clapping looking at Bucky who had a smirk. Steve looked back at us shaking his head. He seemed to chuckle before turning to collect our stuff. He came back putting it in the truck.
"Pass me my backpack please," I asked Steve got back in the car passing it back to me I unzipped it. Pulling out the gun and started to take it apart and check it. I looked up to see everyone looking at me. "What?" I asked
"Isn't that your go bag?" Sam asked me and I raised my eyebrows.
"Yes, it's my go bag. I'm an ex-assassin who gets followed around my multiple organizations. Am I not supposed to carry around an arsenal?" I asked sarcastically putting the gun back in my bag Alya got into the car sitting next to Bucky and engaging in a conversation with Steve.
"They are so made for each other," Sam mumbled and I chuckled pulling out a mirror. Opening it to see the large cut on my cheek and how irritated it was. I sighed pulling out some tissues wiping the dried up blood as we flew down the road.
"How much stuff do you keep in there?" Bucky asked
"A lot," I replied closing the compact and zipping up my bag. and leaning back as we drove down the road.
AUTHORS NOTE
This is a bit of a filler chapter so it's not that long, but hope you enjoy nonetheless. Also peep Alya ;) so excited for you to see what I am planning
