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Emily stays off by herself in the jet, Tony's suit floods her with photons. It's enough to keep her standing but not enough to fully replenish her powers. She still feels like sleeping for an entire week and buying all the food in a bakery.

She looks out the window of the Quinjet. The land here is so beautiful. It looks so peaceful. It's almost enough to make her forget all of her problems. She's been to so many gorgeous places but she never gets to enjoy them.

The Quinjet passes through a camouflage force field into Wakanda's Golden City's valley and lands at the airfield outside the palace. King T'Challa and the Dora Milaje approach to greet the arrivals.

Okoye walks with King T'Challa and a band of the Kingsguard to the landing pad, "When you said we were going to open Wakanda to the rest of the world... this is not what I imagined."

T'Challa raises an eyebrow, "And what did you imagine?"

"The Olympics. Maybe even a Starbucks."

The Quinjet lands down on the pad and the hangar door lowers. Steve and Emily, who has a hand on Natasha's shoulder for balance, followed by Bruce and Rhodey, with Vision and Wanda slowly taking up the rear.

Bruce leans over and whispers to Rhodey, "Should we bow?"

Rhodey nods seriously, "Yeah, he's a king."

Steve shakes T'Challa's hand, "Seems like I'm always thanking you for something."

Bruce begins to bow but is quickly stopped by a profusely embarrassed Emily, "What are you doing?"

" Uh, we don't do that here. He dissuades Bruce with a motion of his hand; Bruce shoots Rhodey a look, and is answered with a big grin. T'Challa moves on, "So how big of an assault can we expect?"

The group begins to walk back into the administrative building.

"Uh, sir, I think you can expect quite a big assault," Bruce replies.

"It'll most likely be similar to the assault on New York. The army will be different though. Stronger," Emily clarifies. "How are we looking?"

"You will have my Kingsguard, the Border Tribe, the Dora Milaje, and..."

A long-forgotten smile creeps on Emily's face as she sees why T'Challa is trailing off. "Bucky!"

"Hey, kiddo," He gets with a small smile as she wraps her arms around him.

"I've missed you. How's life treating you here? You look good."

"You don't."

She playfully hits his arm, "Shut up, old man."

Bruce nudges Natasha, "Is that Steve's friend? The assassin?"

"Yeah, he and Em go way back. Apparently he was the one who named her."

"Oh." Is all Bruce can muster out.

Steve goes in for a hug but Emily stays near him, "How you been, Buck?"

"Uh, not bad, for the end of the world."

In Shuri's lab, Shuri scans the Stone with her kimoyo beads while Vision lies on the examination table. She flips her hand over and studies the hologram projected over her palm. "Whoa. The structure is polymorphic."

Bruce nods, "Right, we had to attach each neuron non-sequentially."

Shuri looks up at him, "Why didn't you just reprogram the synapses to work collectively?"

"Because... we didn't think of it."

"In their defense, things were pretty hectic. Also, I wasn't there so..." Emily adds. Bruce shoots her a look. "What? You did your best."