"What can't I know?" Steve repeated when neither Natasha or Bucky immediately answered.

"Your imposter knew the Winter Soldier killed Tony's parents and didn't tell him," Natasha said.

"Nat and I dated," Bucky blurted out at the exact same time. Natasha glared at Bucky.

"Okay," Steve said, a horrified look on his face. "That's a lot, but exactly which one of those things were you not going to tell me?"

"Neither," Natasha replied. "I didn't think we needed to tell you. Bucky disagreed."

"I'm with Bucky on this one. I need to know everything. Two years is a long time. Now, first off, you dated? Or, you're dating?"

Bucky smirked in Natasha's direction. "Its kind of funny that you picked that as your first question." Steve and blushed a little.

"We dated a very long time ago before I joined Shield. Bucky was still the Winter Soldier," Natasha explained.

"And, you didn't tell me because?"

"Bucky didn't remember. I didn't think it was fair to share that information with anyone when he couldn't even remember it himself. He recently recovered several of his memories, including that one."

"So, is that why the two of you came to get me together? Are you trying to see if you can make a go of it?"

"No, Steve, we came because we both care about you," Bucky answered quickly. "There's nothing between Nat and I but friendship. What happened before, well, neither of us were who we are now."

Natasha nodded in agreement. "We don't feel any romantic feelings for each other whatsoever."

Steve nodded and, unless Natasha's spy skills were rusty, she was sure he smiled a bit. "Okay, and the other part, I'm guessing Hydra ordered Howard's death and chose you to kill him."

"That's about the size of it," Bucky replied. "I still hate myself for it. He was a friend."

"It wasn't your fault," Steve said quickly, "but I'm getting there's more to the story."

"You know, I've been asleep most of the last two years. I think Nat needs to fill you in on the details. I think Jack was going to try to sleep in one of the bunk rooms, but the other one is empty. Go and talk. I'll keep the big red guy company."

Natasha went to change out of her evening gown before joining Steve. He was already sitting on the bottom bunk. The top bunk wasn't pulled down from the wall, and the tiny room didn't have any other seats so Steve scooted over to make room for Natasha. She only hesitated for a moment before scooting in beside him. Being so close to him was way harder than she expected. His scent filled her nostrils as he propped the pillow up so she could rest her back against it. Even with them sitting with their feet on the floor and a few inches between them, it felt oddly intimate.

"I've missed you so much, Nat," Steve said once she was semi-comfortable. "I didn't think I'd ever see you, any of you, again."

"I'm sorry it took us so long," Natasha whispered. "Some spy I turned out to be. He fooled us. I'm so sorry, Steve."

"Not your fault, Nat. Now tell me everything."

"Well, I guess I should start with the Accords. Tony and the skrull imitating Ross showed up at the compound saying we needed to be put in check. The governments of the world weren't too happy about the collateral damage. They wanted the Avengers to go under UN control and only act under their orders. Your double didn't want to sign."

"I guess I can see myself not wanting the Avengers in that position," Steve replied. "A few things make sense now. I was on a transport with the president, the prime ministers of the U.K. and Canada, and T'Challa. They must have replaced them in order to get the Accords passed quickly."

"Probably so," Natasha agreed, "but the Avengers were at odds on what to do. Some followed Tony, others followed you. Things got really bad after that."

"Wow, that is definitely unexpected."

"I decided signing the Accords and trying to keep the team together was the best move, but I was wrong. The Accords were flawed."

"I can see you trying to keep everyone together."

"It was a hard time for all of us, but it got worse quickly," Natasha paused. This was going to be the hard part. "Steve, Peggy passed away."

Steve took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Natasha couldn't stop herself from reaching out and taking his hand. "I should have been there."

"I'm so sorry. The imposter was there. I went, too."

"I didn't realize you knew Peggy that well."

"I just didn't want you to be alone," Natasha said softly, her eyes searching his own.

"Thank you," Steve whispered, pulling her a bit closer. He pulled his hand from hers and placed it around her shoulders. Natasha leaned in to his shoulder and continued to tell him about Bucky, the airport, Zemo and his plans, the Raft, and where all the Avengers had spent the last few years then she told him about Thanos and their discovery of the skrull who had taken his body. She tried to tell him everything, well, everything except what happened in Sydney, and she may have left out Sharon Carter's involvement completely.

By the time she was done talking, they'd moved to a more restful position. Steve was on his side and Natasha was spooned up against him. Natasha wasn't exactly sure how that had happened, but she was too tired to do the right thing and move away.

"You said Bruce is back," Steve said when she was finished. "I guess that makes you happy."

"I'm always happier when I know everyone is safe," Natasha replied, "but I don't have feelings for Bruce anymore. I told him he should try to make things work with Betty."

Natasha felt Steve nod. "And, you already said you don't have feelings for Bucky."

"No, I don't think of him as more than a friend. Actually, I think Carol, the one who brought us to find you, may have a bit of a crush. It's cute."

"You're sure you're okay? You deserve to have someone, Nat. I want you to be happy."

"I'm happier than I deserve, Steve."

"You deserve everything, Nat."

Natasha wasn't sure how to reply. She couldn't tell him he was the only man she could imagine being truly happy with, because she knew he could do so much better. Instead, she just gave a nervous laugh and closed her eyes. Finally, she could sleep.

Avengers Compound

"Eureka!" Tony shouted.

Bruce looked up from his telescope. "Nobody says that, Tony."

"Sure, they say it. I just said it ten seconds ago. Aren't you at least a little curious about why I said eureka in the first place?" Tony asked. "You're taking too long to answer, so I'll just tell you. I was thinking about our skrull detection problem last night. We know we can't just have Wanda read their minds. It didn't work on Captain Phony. All she saw were Cap's memories, right?"

"Right," Bruce replied, "but we already knew that much."

"True, and we know the only way to get a skrull to reveal his true form is an extremely serious, life-threatening injury. I don't think any of us wants to go around nearly killing people to make sure they aren't skrulls. I certainly would rather avoid anymore near death experiences for awhile."

"Fair enough, but what's your point?"

"The answer is B.A.R.F.!"

"Excuse me," Bruce replied.

"No, not that kind of barf, B.A.R.F. I designed it while you were away as a therapy device. It stands for Bianarily Augmented Retro-Framing. I think we could re-engineer B.A.R.F. to give test-subjects a near death experience and force them to reveal their true form! Genius, right?"

"It could theoretically work, but testing it could be a problem. We won't know how effective it is without a real skrull and we couldn't exactly tell the test subject what we were doing. It would invalidate the results."

"There are definitely some kinks to work out, but we don't exactly have a better plan."

"True," Bruce agreed, "but we are not calling it B.A.R.F."

"Let's get to work," Tony smiled.

Wakanda

"For such an amazingly high-tech place, it's kind of boring," Scott complained as he bounced his bouncy ball up for the hundredth time.

Clint cringed and took the ball away. "It would be a lot less boring if we were with Nat and Bucky in outer space. Where's T'Challa again?"

"He said he had meetings. He does have a country to run, I guess."

"Yeah, but we are supposed to be watching each other. That's what Fury said. I'd feel a lot more comfortable if he were with us."

"I'd feel a lot better if I were home with my daughter."

Clint sighed. "Me too. I miss my family. I was kind of enjoying retirement, but something smells funny here."

"You don't think T'Challa is a skrull, do you? He helped Bucky get rid of his trigger words and helped Steve hide out."

"Actually, T'Challa's sister got rid of the trigger words, and the Steve he helped wasn't exactly Steve, at least not the whole time."

"Still, without his help, we'd still be on the Raft."

"Yeah, but remember it could have been the skrull-Steve who rescued us for all we know. I just think we should keep our eyes open."

"You don't think I could be a skrull or we wouldn't be having this conversation," Scott smirked.

"You're way too annoying to be a skrull," Clint laughed, tossing the bouncy ball back to Scott.