Chapter Thirty-Four: Peggy, Shield, Eight.

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Hey guys! Writing this chapter made me super super excited for the next few chapters. The more I write this story the more excited I get about the infinity war chapters. I hope you all enjoy this chapter!
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A soft noise woke Bucky. It was someone calling his name. He thinks. Everything's cold though and he can't tell where he is. There it is again someone is definitely calling his name. He is awake but his eyes were shut. His attempts to open them weren't working. The voices in his head were fighting for control but for once the Russian was starting to lose. A blinding light poured into his mind and the Russian was driven further in.

"You aren't taking him with you. Not this time." That was Steve. Was it him calling his name?

"You need to wake up now Bucky." A gentle female voice whispered.
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Bucky's eyes shot open and he looked at the couple in front of him. It was T'Challa and (Y/N). She tapped his forehead and smiled.

"4 down 6 to go." She whispered. Her voice didn't match the one that woke him. Bucky had heard the voice before but where.

"Okay Shield is programmed." T'Challa said nodding at her.

"Wait. Wait. Shouldn't there be something more to it?" Bucky asked.

"Nope. Steve is pretty hardwired into you already." (Y/N) said.

"Also, I could have sworn there was another word before Shield." Bucky pointed out more confused.

"There is but you were mumbling about an idiot so I took the gamble that it was Steve. Also before you ask an order switch that small shouldn't effect anything." (Y/N) said hoping she covered all his questions.

"Also, shouldn't you two have killer hangovers right now?" Bucky asked even more confused.

"What's a hangover?" (Y/N) asked looking at him.

"Headache caused by alcohol." T'Challa said. (Y/N) snorted and shook her head before leaving the room.

"What about you why aren't you dying?" Bucky asked. T'Challa smiled and laughed lightly.

"Because of the powers of the Black Panther I can't get a hangover. Which has come in handy twice now." He said sitting on the coffee table next to the couch.

"What was the first?"

"The day following the creation of the twins I had to give a speech to the council." Bucky nodded at the King's words and the room settled in silence.

"Is there a reason you got me up?" Bucky asked breaking the silence.

"Yes. I have the day off today and want to watch the sun rise. (Y/N) didn't want to so I was wondering if you wished to join me?" T'Challa asked. Bucky nodded and stood up folding the blanket he had used then set it on top of the pillows.

"I'm ready when you are." Bucky said. T'Challa turned and lead him down a few twisting corridors and up a few stone steps before they reached the edge of a cliff where a panther was over looking everything.

"Shuri has finished your arm by the way. (Y/N) will be taking you to have it put on." T'Challa said as he sat down and waved for Bucky to follow. Bucky sat next to him and watched the sun start to rise.

"Captain. Howard has some equipment for you to try. Tomorrow morning? I see your top squad is prepping for duty." The words were just barely a whisper but it was that female voice again.

"You don’t like music?" Bucky said answering the female voice.

"I do, actually. I might even, when this is all over, go dancing." The voice answered him but he couldn't tell were it was coming from.

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