Peggy's funeral was beautiful. You watched as Steve helped carry her casket up to the front of the church. You wiped a tear from your face and you felt Sam grab your hand. You knew Bucky was in the back, not wanting to draw attention to himself, but you and Steve both told him that he should be here. You were heartbroken, seeing Steve so sad. He sat next to you, and you rested your head on his shoulder, taking his hand with your other one. You couldn't even imagine how he was feeling. Even though you know how this ended, knowing he went back to be with Peggy, having him go through this was awful.
Sharon came up to the podium to speak and you nudged Steve's shoulder, causing him to look up at her. He looked down to you and you nodded. You closed your eyes for a second, remembering all the laughs you had with Peggy. She was an amazing woman and someone you truly considered being family. You had gone to see her a dozen times, sometimes with Steve, mostly by yourself. I would kill you when she would suddenly remember you again in the middle of a conversation. One day she had asked you about Bucky and gave you that knowing smile she had when your face lit up.
You left Steve in the church when the service was over, knowing Nat had been lurking in the background. You met Bucky and Sam out front, Bucky pulling you into a hug, resting his chin on your head. "You okay doll?" You nodded your head. "It's just sad is all." You felt him nod and turned your head when Steve and Nat exited the church. Nat pulled you into a hug, telling you she was going to Vienna for the Accords signing, offering you a seat on the jet. You nodded, asking her to give you a minute.
She walked around the corner and you turned to Steve and Bucky. "I'm going to go to Vienna with Nat for the Accords signing." Sam's mouth opened to say something but didn't.
"I need you guys to go back home."
"We'll come with you." Bucky offered. You shook your head. "You can't. Something is going to happen at the signing. Something bad. And you're going to be framed for it Buck." You told them. Bucky stiffened and Steve was looking at you intently. "This was the bad thing that came between me and Tony wasn't it." He said. You nodded. "It was really the nail in the coffin. You believed Bucky didn't do it, and Tony believed he did, and you wouldn't turn him over. You had Clint, Wanda, Scott Lang, who you don't know yet, and Sam on your side. There was a big fight, and you managed to get away, but you and Tony beat the hell out of each other."
"So, you can fix this? Stop it from happening?" Bucky asked, an uneasy look in his eye.
"I don't know if I can stop what going to happen, but they wont be able to blame it on you because you'll be safely at the compound under Friday's surveillance, so you won't even be in the vicinity, and lucky for us, I know exactly who did it." You told them. You saw Nat around the corner, nodding for you to follow her. You gave Steve and Sam a hug and gave Bucky a soft kiss.
"I love you." You told him.
"Be careful. I love you." He whispered into your lips. You nodded and backed away from him, following Nat to the car to take them to the jet.
The flight to Vienna was quiet, you really weren't in the mood to talk, and Nat picked up on it, giving you a squeeze on your hand and getting back to the pilot seat. The glass building was beautiful, and as you and Nat were in the elevator going up, you felt a sense of dread wash over you. You needed to warn T'Challa and his father about what was happening and try and save his father from dying. You would probably have to explain yourself to them, who you were and what you knew. The list of people who knew that was growing and you didn't like it.
The fact that there were people from one hundred and seventeen nations there to sign Accords to basically bench the Avengers was overwhelming. King T'Chaka came over and gave Nat his praises for being here, and then he turned to you. "I do not believe we know each other Miss?" He said, holding out his hand. You took it, smiling. "Ally Porter your Highness."
"Please, call me T'Chaka, and this is my son, T'Challa." The Wakandan prince stepped up and held his hand out to you as well. You were getting nervous and excused yourself to go look out the window, scanning for the man that would blow up the building. It took you a second, but you saw him. You spun around and saw that Nat, and both the Wakandan royals were too close to the window. "Get away from the window!" You yelled as you ran, grabbing T'Chaka's hand, Nat grabbing T'Challa's just as the window exploded, sending the four of you to the ground.
You rolled over coughing, trying to sit up, you located the King, who was lying a few feet from you, blood seeping out of his head. You crawled over, pushing Nat out of the way, and laying your hand over his head. T'Challa was by you in an instant, jaw going slack at the light coming from your hand. The King coughed and sat up, eyes wide, wondering what the hell happened. You let out a big breath, hanging your head and sitting back. You felt two arms around you and looked up to see T'Challa hugging you.
"I don't know what that was but thank you for saving my father. Thank you. I am in your debt." He told you. That's good. Ill be needing you later. "It's nothing, I'm glad I could help."
"How did you know? To get away from the window." T'Challa asked you. Looking around, locking eyes with Nat, she threw you a nod, telling you she was okay and that they needed to move this party out of there. "That is something we can't talk about here, but if you have a secure place we can go, I would be more than happy to." T'Challa nodded, helping you to your feet, his father right behind him.
They led you back to their hotel room, where you explained everything to them. Who you were, what you knew, and how you knew it. They were speechless at first, but started asking you questions about certain things, things you could never know. "So, this was supposed to happen." T'Chaka said. You nodded. "Only, in my world, you died." His eyes went wide.
"Now that it didn't happen, T'Challa still needs to become the King of Wakanda. That's just how it needs to go. There is a big battle coming, and we need to prepare for it." You told them. They nodded and Nat came in, flipping on the tv. "You need to see this." She told you. Already knowing what the news was going to say, you looked at the picture of the man that made himself look so much like Bucky. You saw T'Challa's fists tighten and you need to diffuse the situation immediately. "It wasn't James Barnes that did this. He's being framed." You told him.
"How do you know this?" T'Chaka asked. You flipped your phone out and pulled up surveillance footage of the compound. "Because he's been at the Avengers compound since yesterday. This is a live feed." It showed Bucky and Steve in the gym, sparring.
"So, this Mr. Barnes was framed for my death in your world?" T'Chaka asked. You nodded, sitting down on the couch. You were already exhausted. "Yes. A manhunt gets started for him and the Avengers have a major falling out because of it. I can use this footage to get his name cleared and we can catch the real person that did this."
"Who is it?" T'Challa asked. "His name is Helmut Zemo. He is believed to basically be the head of Hydra now. His family died in Sokovia, and he wants the Winter Soldier back." You told him. Your phone rang at that moment and it was Tony.
"Hey Tony."
"Ally! Are you okay? What the hell happened?" Came Tony's worried voice.
"Ally, they're saying Bucky did this, this is what you were talking about right?" That was Steve.
"Talk to me doll, let me know you're okay." Bucky. You sighed.
"Boys. Calm down. Yes, this is what I was talking about Steve. Yes, I'm okay Bucky. And someone blew a hole in the building where the Accords signing will take place. We're okay, nobody died. Were here with the King of Wakanda and his son." You told them. An idea struck you.
"Hey Tony, I'm going to bring Prince T'Challa back to the compound with me okay? There's something I need his help with and there's something I need to share with the group."
There was a pause before Tony spoke. "More future stuff?"
"Yeah. And also, if you have any lawyer friends that you trust, now would be the time to call them. People are going to start looking for Bucky." With that, you hung up, and turned to T'Challa. "So, care to return the favor now?"