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Well, more damage was caused thanks to Steve and Bucky. It's not just that, Steve, Bucky, and Sam have disappeared. My guess is that Steve stopped him, but instead of turning him in, he hid him away. Sam getting involved. Tony was sporting a nasty bruise Bucky gave him. T'Challa was not happy with Bucky's escape as well.
"I don't suppose you have any idea where they are?" Secretary Ross asked
Tony shook his head. "We will. GSG 9's got the borders covered. Recon's flying 24/7. Raven has her demon friends searching the city." I gave Tony a look. I don't know what he's talking about. I can't summon demons. "They'll get a hit. We'll handle it."
"You don't get it, Stark. It's not yours to handle. It's clear you can't be objective. I'm putting Special Ops on this."
"What happens when the shooting starts?" Natasha asked. "What, do you kill Steve Rogers?"
"If we're provoked. Barnes would've been eliminated in Romania if it wasn't for Rogers. There are dead people who would be alive now. Feel free to check my math."
"I have and it's wrong," I said. "Problems like Bucky and Steve aren't going to be solved with a few bullets. If you bring in your guys, more bodies will be buried. More damage will be caused. People like Bucky and Steve need to be handled, but we're the better options for it."
Ross let out a sarcastic chuckle. "How would that end any differently than last time?"
"Because this time, I won't be wearing loafers and a silk shirt," Tony answered. "72 hours, guaranteed."
"36 hours." I mentally scoffed as Ross began to leave the room. Like they could find these guys in 36 hours. "Barnes. Rogers. Wilson."
"Thank you, sir."
"Idiot," I mumbled once the doors shut.
Tony sighed. "My left arm is numb. Is that normal?"
I went him. "I don't know. Let me check." Then I punched his arm.
"Ow, what was that for?"
I raised my brow at him. "Demon friends? Really? I'm not Satan."
"No, apparently, your mother did it with him."
"Guys, we don't have time to argue," Natasha said. "We only have 36 hours and we're seriously understaffed."
Tony nodded and gave her a suggestive look. "36 hours. Oh, yeah. It'd be great if we had a Hulk right about now." Then he looked at me. "Or a few Titans that might help a friend out. Any shot?"
