Even if we fight forever

Chapter 8

When I woke up we were in a car under an overpass.

"What happened?"

"You fell asleep after I gave you some liquid courage."

"Just wish it was more courageous." I look out the windscreen. "Isn't she the CIA girl?"

"A friend of an old friend or at least that's what Steve said."

Bucky moves in his seat uneasily. I place my hand over his. "Are you okay?"

"Fine." He moves again. "Can you move your seat up?"

"No."

"Come on Sam, you're being spiteful!" I look up to see the girl glancing at Bucky. "Can we trust her? "

"She is Peggy's niece." I smile at her name.

Steve kisses the girl and makes his way over to us with a bag in his hand.

"What's in the bag?"

"Our gear."

"And where are we going?"

"War."

"Steve, it doesn't have to be that way."

"All we can do is hope."

We drove in the battered old vehicle to the airport. We drove to the 6th level and parked next to a grey van and got out.

"That's not sketchy at all."

A man gets out of the van and greets Steve. A lady gets out and does the same.

"Friends of yours?"

"Sarah..."

"No Buck, we don't know anyone here apart from Steve. Where do you think that puts us?"

"You can trust them Sarah. Bucky on the other hand should watch his back."

I could not help the growl erupting from my throat. "Easy Sarah, easy."

They open the side door of the van and Sam gets out of the car. Bucky placed his hand over mine. "Let's go."

We got out of the car and stood there looking at the strangers.

The lady is beautiful. Reddish brown hair. But her eyes, they look so mesmerising, but also looks like she has had a lot of pain.

I look over to the guy who got out of the van first, the dirty blonde with blue eyes. He looks so cussed, like he has been to war one to many times.

"Sarah?"

"Sorry."

"This is Scott Lang, Wanda Maximoff and Clint Barton."

"We should get moving."

"We got a chopper lined up."

The airport intercom sounds, I listened intently and grabbed Bucky's arm. "I know baby." He looks over the car toward the group. "They are evacuating the airport."

"Stark."

"Stark, as in Howard Stark?"

Steve looks at me. "No, his son."