Spectre ||Avengers: Endgame [4]

Alpha Rescue

ONE MONTH IN EXILE

S P A C E

I've been in exile for a month now. I thought it would have taken a toll on me, but it hasn't. I mean it has taken a toll but definitely not on me. It's Steve who can't seem to drop his phone for a single second.

The moment Carol announces a new rescue operation, Steve is always the first to call and ask if we need help...especially me.

I miss him too...well actually no, not really. He calls me every day. There's no way to miss him.

A few days ago Bucky, Nebula and Rocket went back to earth to install the new holographic communications system at the Avengers compound. I obviously couldn't go. And even if I tried I would be caught. Satellites detected the Benatar and immediately sent UN forces to the compound.

They luckily managed to hide the new systems and the food they snuck back to earth. Okoye personally picked up Bucky and took him to Wakanda.

He took about ten crates worth of fruits and vegetables that he thought Queen Ramonda would like. Plus another ten crates of more fruit and vegetables to the elders that he lived with on the outskirts.

Cassie immediately called me to thank me for the candy bags I sent. All of us collected some sort of snack or candy for Cassie in every mission we had. And if I'm being honest, I ate about half of the things I bought for her. Space junk food is literally the best!

Natasha got to finally taste space rum, which is literally pulled from a poison cloud in the middle of space. One drink is enough to make a human tipsy. It's incredible!

From what I've been told, Asgard has comfortably settled in Norway. They were very much showered with love from the locals.

I am actually worried the most about Thor and Clint. They haven't talked to anyone in weeks.

I told Carol to offer them a place on our new team.

We travel all over the galaxy as a rescue and aid group. Rocket wanted to establish a cool domineering name. So in the end, Nebula came up with Alpha Rescue.

Has a nice ring to it. I suggested the Ultimates, but it seemed too much for a rescue team.

Of course the Avengers and the Revengers was already taken and Rocket didn't want to make Carol and I guardians, so this is what we got. I didn't feel like getting into trademark disputes with a raccoon anyways.

Everyone seems to be adapting well into the situation. We focus more on fixing what we have rather than trying to get what we lost.

I don't even have nightmares anymore.

Actually...I don't think I've felt a damn thing since the Garden. It's almost as if I killed part of myself that day.

Any act of kindness or self-righteousness is done on instinct, like I've been pre-programmed to do this.

I wish I could take a break from it all, but I can't. There's always something needed to be done.

Someone needed to be saved.

It never ends.

I thought that Bucky joining me during my exile would help us reconnect. Turns out our guilt has made us more than busy. How busy you may ask? Busy enough that we haven't gone any further than a kiss because we're so exhausted by the time we get back to whatever hotel we're staying at.

How lovely it all is. Note the sarcasm.

It's all so bland now. I know our lives are supposed have changed but it's like we are the ones refusing to change.