"Do you swear to tell the truth, only the truth, and nothing but the truth?" A woman asked both Steve and Natasha as they stood in front of many politicians and higher ups.
"Yes," they said at the same time. They sat down.
"I don't know what else th...
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Chapter 22 - Orveon
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The days after we got to Wakanda were long and tiring.
T'Challa met us and welcomed all of us with open arms. He apologized for fighting against our side before, and explained when and how he discovered the truth, and that he was the one who caught Zemo.
All of us slept for nearly a day before we were up and figuring out a long term plan. While I wanted to settle down in Wakanda and try to live a normal life, there was that hero part of me that still wanted to fight. Everyone else was the same way. There were things we had to do, people we had to help. Steve wanted to track down the last of Hydra and take them out once and for all. Now that we were criminals, we had to find discreet places that wouldn't rat on us to stay in while we were travelling. That would take time.
On top of that, the doctors in Wakanda revealed that they had technology that could help Bucky, but it would require him going into cryo-freeze. It was tearing Steve apart, being separated from his best friend again, and it brought up a few ideas in my mind.
While the others were distracted with thoughts of fighting and running from the law and the other Avengers, my thoughts were on a wedding. Steve and I swore to each other we would get married once the fighting over the Accords was over, and while the Avengers splitting up wasn't the ending we wanted, it was what we got.
Getting married on Earth was highly unlikely. We could have a wedding in Wakanda, but it would technically be under the law and there were people I wanted with me that wouldn't be able to come to Earth. So, I wanted to go back to Orveon for the first time in nearly ten years, and get married there.
"Bucky," I knocked on Bucky's door, stepping inside when he opened it, "I know you've been thinking about cryo, but there's another method I think could work."
"What is it?"
"It's a form of magical therapy. I can't do it, but there are people on Orveon that I know are capable."
"You want to go home? But I thought-"
"I talked to Steve, and the others. We can't get married here. If we go home, and have the wedding there, then it would be official somewhere, and my family could be present. You could get the help that you need."
"I trust you, and if Steve says he's okay with travelling to another planet..." Bucky paused for a second, processing what he just said before he spoke again, "Then I'll try your magical therapy."
"Wonderful! We leave at sunset. Oh, and it'll be around dinner time when we get there so don't eat anything."
I left Bucky's room to go back to my own. The others were busy with packing, and I had yet to put anything into a bag.
