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I hope you enjoy this new chapter, as well as the cute Bucky/Lucy interaction that I promised.


Chapter XVIII

Lucy had been discharged from the medical tent shortly after she and Elsa finished their talk. Thankfully, Elsa was off duty and able to help her with whatever was needed, since she was still in a vast amount of pain.

It had taken a couple of days to get back on her feet. Considering she had splitting headaches, and with the pain in her side from her stitches pulling, it made her irritable to say that least. Elsa has made sure she stayed in bed for at least a couple more days, and whenever she tried to get up Lucy was reprimanded like a child. She began to actually fear the nurse during those few days while she was on bed rest. Elsa reminded her of a mother bear protecting her young. Lucy was thankful for it though, and even more thankful to have a friend who was looking out for her.

Luckily, she seemed to be on the mend following the week after her injury.

She was able to pour herself into her work. And with Charles help, they were nearly able to discover the location of where the Tesseract was.

The location didn't look promising though, and Lucy feared that the Nazi's had already occupied the area which it rested. To extract the Tesseract, they would have to go deep within enemy lines on a potentially very dangerous mission. Lucy wondered what would happen if that was the case.

Even if they survived, - and that was a very big 'if' - there was no way to tell if whether or not the Nazi's had already found its resting spot before her. She realized that they could be risking their lives only to come back empty-handed.

But unfortunately, it was a risk that she knew they would have to take. Whether or not she would be granted permission to go was another problem, and Colonel Phillips would have the deciding vote on whether or not to put the effort in. She didn't like their options, and the closer she and Charles came to discovering where it was, the more pessimistic she became. Lucy felt anxiety grip her chest each moment they were hunched overlooking that those books. She didn't like it. Not one bit.

After looking at the same manuscripts for days, Lucy had begun to get delusional from the ancient Scandinavian script. She rubbed the temples frustratedly as she watched Charles go over the religious documents from the Cult of Odin for the millionth time that week. It was becoming increasingly frustrating when it didn't seem like they were making any progress.

It was past sundown, and for the entire day, Charles had been working on translating one line. Lucy stared at the book in the light of the lantern as she watched the shadows of the flames dance across the yellowing pages of the book.

Tiredness washed over her, and Lucy felt her eyes grow heavy. Her eyelids began to droop, and she stifled a yawn. She hadn't slept well since she had been injured. Every night she woke up in a cold sweat, dreaming of yanking the piece of shrapnel out of herself again as pain ripped through her.

Just as she rested her hand on her palm and felt her eyes begin to close, Charles shot up, "I got it!" He exclaimed with a laugh in disbelief.

Lucy's eyes ripped open as her mouth dropped, "What?" She demanded, slightly in shock. She couldn't believe they got it!

"I got it! I have the translations! I think it's—" Charles rummaged through some maps on her desk, and eagerly pointed to a spot in Norway, "It's here! It's called Tønsberg!" His face reflected the biggest grin Lucy had ever seen.

She let out a breath of disbelief, smiling widely as well until she realized what it meant to have the Tesseract resting there. "Right in the heart of Nazi-occupied territory," She scowled, her brow creasing with her frown. Her heart fell in her chest, and she wondered what would happen now it was confirmed where the Tesseract was.

Charles looked at her confused and then asked in a skeptical tone, "So what does that mean for us?"

She sighed and stood up, huffing as she did so. She straightened out her uniform and then ran a hand through her messy hair, "It means I have to go have a chat with Colonel Phillips and Agent Carter to discuss what our next plan of action is." Whatever they decided to do, Lucy knew it was a lose-lose situation either way.

Charles nodded in understanding, he pursed his lips together, "I'll be here waiting to hear what he decides." Worry reflected on his face, and he gave Lucy a sympathetic look.

She gave a curt nod and walked out of their tent across the base. The remnants of light from sundown still painted the sky, and Lucy felt eerily uneasy. Pink and orange dashed along the horizon, and Lucy would have usually found herself taking in the sight but at that moment she didn't care to. She was too disappointed in their discovery and too worried about what that meant for them.

She didn't know what would happen now they knew for sure that the one object she had been tasked to find above all else was deep in Nazi territory. She did not doubt in her mind that those thugs were also searching around for her artifact, and she had no idea if they had found it already.

She swallowed nervously as she walked across the base, worried about Colonel Philips decision. Lucy knew that if he did send a team, they wouldn't have the slightest idea of where to go or how to even get the Tesseract.

It wouldn't be as simple as just having it in the open. But thankfully, Lucy knew all the tricks of the trade and was positive she would be able to locate it eventually. However, that would most definitely require her going with the team… Something she wasn't eager for.

When she arrived at Philips tent, she was shocked to see the tent was surprisingly full.

"Colonel Phillips?" She made her presence known, "A word please?"

The older man looked up from where he was hunched over a map. Exhaustion was notable on his face and he didn't look like he slept for days. The three other men present looked up as well, and Lucy felt her heart drop at the sight of who was there.

The Captain present gave her no notice, but Sergeant Dugan offered her a kind smile. Lucy felt herself stiffen under the gaze of Sergeant Barnes, who was also there.

His blue eyes met hers, and she blushed at the memory of the conversation she had with Elsa the week prior regarding him. Where there was once hostility in his stare, there was no emotion at all detectable now. Lucy felt almost disappointed at the fact. She figured their relationship would be slightly better following him not only helping her after the bomb but also because he checked on her as she slept.

"Can it wait, Doctor? I'm a bit preoccupied at the moment," Colonel Philips answered dead-panned. He looked unimpressed at whatever topic they had been previously discussing and was in a bit of a sour mood. He looked as though he had aged five years since the last time she had seen him.

Out of the corner of her eye, Lucy saw Peggy in the back, looking at her with curiosity and wondering what matters she was there to discuss. She looked as presentable as always, and Lucy found her wondering if there was a moment where the woman didn't look less than perfect.

"Uhh-yes, I suppose." Lucy finally agreed, wondering if the matter he was speaking to Dum Dum, Bucky, and their Captain was more important than her discovering the location of the Tesseract, "But Colonel, it's urgent." She figured she would at least hint what it was about.

He stood up straighter, and there was a tension in the room present. Bucky's eyes watched back and forth between the two involved parties, wondering exactly what was going on and why Lucy was there. Clearly, he had no idea what was going on or the task that had been assigned to her.

Colonel Phillips, only sighed heavily before asking a simple question: "Did you find it?"

With a small, pursed smile, Lucy nodded, "I did."

He let out an agitated breath before motioning her forward, "Well it certainly took you long enough." He gestured with his head for her to move towards the map, "Come on in."

Lucy came into the tent, once more meeting the glance of Bucky. She felt her stomach flip ever so slightly and she scolded herself for acting so ridiculous. Trying to stand straighter and pretend they didn't just share a look, she moved forward to where the map was placed.

"It's here," She pointed and noticed how Agent Carter came in closer to get a good look. The Captain looked around confused at what was happening, clearly unaware of what they were discussing. Lucy did not doubt that both Dum Dum and Bucky were in the dark as well about the operation if their Captain didn't know, and so they remained quiet as Colonel Phillips ran a hand over his face out of stress and frustration.

"You've got to be shitting me right now. Right smack in the middle of Norway? How positive are you that's it's still there, Doctor?" He asked her; realizing the issues that it presented.

She shook her head, sighing, "There's no way to know if it's still at the location that we discovered from the manuscripts. Over the last 1500 years, it could have been moved multiple times, but we won't know for sure until we go there and look."

"And even if we get there, Tønsberg has been torn apart by the Nazi's. Who's to say that someone else didn't get there first?" He said more out loud to himself than everyone else.

"Well, have you had any reports of the Nazi's coming in contact with an artifact such as that? For something as important, you would think our intelligence would inform us if they were in possession of it."

He shook his head, his hand stroking his stumble on his cheek, "Who's to say. I'm going to be honest with you, Dr. Heinrich. I don't like our options."

Lucy licked her lips before speaking up. She tried to ignore Bucky presence, but each time she thought of it her heart raced just a little more. "If I may Colonel," She interjected, I think we really only have one option."

He looked her seriously, not breaking eye contact before asking, "If it is there and the Nazi's haven't gotten to it first, how sure are you that you'll be able to find it?"

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life." Lucy would find that artifact if it was the last thing she did.

"Well then," He said gruffly before looking back at the map and placing a pin on Tønsberg, "Pack your bags, Doctor. Because in 14 hours you're going to be on your way to Nazi-occupied Norway." He then looked at the Captain, "McCormick, think you can spare any men from the 107th to accompany her?" Bucky stiffened at the request, his eyes shooting up to the Colonel and making Lucy's heart drop slightly from how unhappy he looked at the request.

The Captain pursed his lips and then slowly nodded, "I think that could be arranged. How many would be necessary?"

"Seven should do it. We don't want to attract too much attention, and they'll have to fly in since it's too risky to travel any other way."

"Captain, Sergeant Barnes and I volunteer." Dum Dum Dugan said with a smirk, making Bucky shoot him an annoyed look. Once again, it made Lucy sad again for some unexplained reason. She knew she was stupid for feeling that way, but she just did."We'd be more than happy to accompany the good doctor on her mission."

"Perfect, problem solved." Colonel Phillips replied, "This mission is an on a need-to-know basis, Dr. Heinrich will determine what information you're entitled to. Agent Carter will also deliver you briefings on what to expect. If I were you, gentlemen, I'd get your affairs in order." He warned, "Because it's going to be one hell of a trip." He then looked back at the map, which he was hunched over yet again, "Dismissed."

Only Agent Carter and Captain McCormick remained. Dum Dum, Bucky, and Lucy all exited together, not saying a word until they left the tent.

Dum Dum still had a jovial smile on his face, which only grew as he looked at between the two. "I uhh, have some business to take care of." He grinned as he turned on his heels and walked away. "And I have a feeling the both of you have some shit to discuss."

Lucy and Bucky were left there alone, outside Colonel Phillips tent. There was an awkward tension between them that was notable. Lucy felt her stomach bubble with nervousness and she suddenly became flustered.

Bucky only looked at her and pursed his lips, about to turn around as well and walk away without even saying a word to her. Lucy spoke up and got his attention, "I never got the chance to say thank you for what you did after the bombing." Her heart raced just a little more as she spoke.

"Don't mention it, doll." He said simply and Lucy noted how they began walking in the same direction together. She didn't bother correcting him on the whole 'doll' thing. She knew he wouldn't listen to her anyway.

He put his hands in his pockets as the tension between them only grew. As they walked, the two glanced at each other again, causing butterflies to well in her belly. Lucy sighed, "And umm, Elsa told me that you came to visit me in the infirmary." She didn't know why he made her so uncomfortable and so unsure of herself. She had never felt that way with a man before, and she wasn't entirely sure what that meant.

"She did?" Bucky asked curiously. He had been positive that Lucy would never know that he visited since Charles had told him as much. "I didn't think you'd ever find out I was there. So, umm..." He licked his lips, and asked in a tone that seemed unsure, "Did you hear anything I said to you?"

Lucy offered him a small smile, and then asked skeptically, "Why? Were making threats at me in my sleep?" Once again, butterflies fluttered inside of her. Lucy felt her cheeks turn pink at the thought of him talking to her as she was unconscious. Elsa was right, there was something oddly romantic about it.

Bucky chuckled and looked down at his boots, "Nah," He then looked over to her, and Lucy looked back, their eyes meeting. She had to pull her gaze away out of shyness and worry we would catch her blushing. "Wouldn't be right to still be so sore at you after seeing you bleeding out in my arms like that." She wasn't sure why she was so uncomfortable around him, but she needed to test the waters to figure out whether or not he still hated her. She found herself hoping that he didn't.

"Come on now," She smirked as she teased him, elbowing him in the ribs, "You're going to let a little shrapnel wound stand in the way of an epic rivalry such as this?"

Bucky laughed at her teasing and rubbed his ribs where she had hit him. He finally shrugged with a grin on his face, "I think I just finally figured out there's no way to win with you."

"Took you long enough to smarten up," She chuckled playfully.

"Certainly did," He cocked his head and they continued walking.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a brief few moments, and Lucy felt as though she had to say something.

"I'm sorry you didn't have much of a choice in going to Norway," She spoke almost quietly.

Bucky scoffed and then shrugged. "It's alright. It's my job, I do as I'm told. Whether or not I want to go doesn't matter." There was a beat before he nudged her, "Besides someone has to look out for your crazy ass."

"My crazy ass?" Her mouth dropped open as she asked flabbergasted, "I'll have you know sir, that my ass is perfectly sane!"

"You realize that this is a suicide mission, don't you? That you volunteered for!"

She had known that there was a large chance that she might not come back. But a suicide mission was another thing. Bucky confirmed that their odds were worse than she realized, and she found herself feeling guilty that he was forced to come along.

"Dugan volunteered too." Was all she could say. She had practically put the nail in their coffin, she realized. Lucy suddenly wished to God that Bucky hadn't been told to go. She didn't know if she could live with herself if he got hurt. After all, he had saved her during the bombing. Lucy felt as though she now owed him something for all that he did for her.

Bucky shrugged, "Yeah but that's different. I already know the man is nuts. You, I'm just finding out, are just as insane."

She only shook her head and answered, "Well, it wouldn't be the first time I had gotten out of some sticky situations." She had been in some difficult positions, and each time she got out alive. Of course, sometimes it was just barely...But she didn't have to tell him that.

"You're referring to Egypt?" He asked curiously. He seemed genuinely interested in what stories she had to tell. Bucky looked at her with an intriguing expression and urged her on.

She pursed her lips and nodded, "One time I had to run across rooftops to avoid being caught. I got shot in the arm, and had to wear a disguise to get to the extraction point."

"Holy shit," He looked at her weirdly, causing Lucy to frown. Bucky looked at her in disbelief, unsure if he was speaking to the same woman who liked to keep her nose in a book and play around in the dirt looking for rare artifacts.

A slight smile peaking thought, she asked, "What?" Lucy's voice was a little unsure.

"Maybe I had you all wrong. Maybe you are kinda the spunky dame who's always getting into all sorts of trouble? And here I was thinking you were just some high-class, bookish, broad who was just good at ordering people around." She figured that was as close to a compliment that she had ever gotten from him.

She frowned, "I'm not good at ordering people around. I'm great at ordering people around. There's a difference, Barnes. Get it right." Lucy teased him once again.

He clicked his teeth and then cocked his head, "You could say that again." Bucky then looked at her "So, now you have a bullet wound and shrapnel scar under your belt?" It seemed like he was purposefully making conversation beyond small talk.

"Yeah," She nodded, "It's all for the ladies." Lucy joked, a smug smirk on her face. She was finding it easier to relax with him and become more comfortable. With each passing moment, she found she wasn't so guarded and tense around Bucky.

Bucky snorted, "Was that a joke? Was the infamous Dr. Heinrich actually making a joke?" He asked in disbelief.

"Oh, hush now! I can make jokes!" Lucy scolded, a frown settling on her face. "I'll have you know that I'm very funny!"

"You don't uhh, really strike me as the joking type though, if I'm being honest. You strike me more as the no-nonsense kinda lady. The kinda lady that'll smite a guy down for cracking a wise one."

"Excuse me, I can make jokes! I can be funny!" She defended herself with a laugh.

"Alright, right now you're being funny." He teased her.

She only huffed and rolled her eyes. Lucy then was curious to ask, "What about you? Any war scars so far?"

"Oh, yeah." He nodded before getting dark expression on his face. "Barely got out alive with this one. Still gives me nightmares when I think back to it." Her face dropped, but Bucky cracked a grin and she huffed once again in frustration when she realized he was teasing her. "This one right here," He pointed to a small scar above his right eyebrow which was barely noticeable.

"Oh my! How did you ever make it out alive?" Lucy laughed as she gently trailed her finger along it gently. She didn't know why she felt the need to touch his skin, but he didn't flinch away at the contact.

"It was difficult, but I made it. I relied on my unyielding strength, superior smarts, and sheer force of will to stay alive." Bucky's joked again, causing her to roll her eyes at his stupid remark. "I barely got through it. Going through something like that, it does things to a man." He kept his voice dark and low, creating an odd sensation deep in Lucy's belly.

"Oh? But I bet the women just go crazy for it."

"Damn right they do," He smirked and Lucy now knew it was obvious how charming he was. She had no doubt in her mind that he was a ladies man. She found herself slightly jealous of the women he had been with and wondering what it would feel like to have him flirt with her.

"So, what? You just go up to any gal you see and say, 'Hey doll,'" Lucy impersonated Bucky's voice mockingly, low and rough, making him laugh, "I'm a big tough soldier in the army. I have scars to prove it, wanna come back to my place so I can show you?'" Her low voice was awful, causing her to break character and giggle halfway through.

"First of all," He chuckled and shook his head, pointing an accusing finger at her, "My voice does not sound like that! And secondly, my mom raised me right. I'd never invite a dame to my place without at least taking her on a couple of dates. I'm sure I'd get a right smack from most broads if I propositioned them like that."

"My, my, what a gentleman." She clicked her tongue, crossing her arms, "How noble of you." She mocked.

They walked a little in silence once again. Lucy felt her heart pounding the entire time. She still was unsure why he affected her the way he did. She had never been the type of woman to get nervous around men, but he was just a completely different breed.

She gently moved a piece of hair behind her ear and then blushed before speaking, "So how would you do it?"

He looked at her confused before asking, "Do what?"

"Charm a dame?" She shrugged like it was obvious. She bit her lip nervously as she watched his expression.

He only scoffed before shaking his head as if she was asking the most ludicrous thing in the entire world. "Ohhh no, I'm not doing that with you," Bucky explained as he looked around them distractedly. He then refused to meet her gaze, making Lucy's stomach drop a little bit.

"Doing what?" She asked innocently, not understanding what he was getting at.

"This!" He gestured between them with his finger, "I'm not giving away my secrets!"

"Oh, come on!" She laughed, teasing him more. "You scared I'll make fun of you?"

He moved forward in front of her, walking backward so they were facing one another. Bucky smirked before leaning forward, his hands still in his pocket and a devious smile on his face "I'm scared you wouldn't be able to resist me afterward." A light blush once again graced her cheeks and she found heat pooling between her legs simply from his husky voice.

Lucy's eyes narrowed and she confidently stated, "I think I could manage," She cocked an eyebrow and assured him, brushing his shoulder as she passed by. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest she was sure it would pop out.

"Are you sure? Because most dame's just swoon after I lay on the moves." He raced to catch up with her, trailing behind her like a lost puppy.

"I really don't think you're as charming as you think you are." She tried hard not to crack a smile. Lucy found the entire interaction she had with him she had mostly been smiling and she was confused at that.

"Hey," He held up his hands in protest, "Believe what you want but I have been known to be quite appealing to the finer sex. Most of the dames can't keep their hands off me." He was being cocky, but given his expression, Lucy figured he was still joking and not being a complete ass.

"Oh, and were most of your conquests blind as well as stupid?" Lucy quipped.

"No!" He exclaimed while frowning before shaking his head, his lips tilting up in an amused manner "I mean, at least half of them weren't."

Lucy chuckled before gestured with her hand, urging him on. She gave him a pressing look, "Well," She liked watching the way he nervously squirmed under her gaze, "I'm waiting. Lay on the charm."

He smiled widely before shaking his head. A light blush appeared on his cheeks and he suddenly was flustered. A pit formed in Lucy's stomach as she watched him kick up some dirt nervously before looking back at her and slightly stuttering. "Nuh-uh, doll! I'm not doing that!" He scoffed in disbelief that she would even ask, his expression still amused as he refused to meet her gaze.

"Hmm, suit yourself. Guess I'll just have to take your word for it then," Her sarcasm made it seem like she didn't believe him very much. "I'll just assume you're not as much of a ladies man as you say." She cocked an eyebrow at him.

He only sighed as they kept walking, "Y'know, I would think that a near-death experience might make you a little nicer to me."

Nearing her tent, Lucy placed her hands in her pockets, "Now where's the fun in that?"

She arrived at the base of her tent, where Charles worked eagerly inside. He looked up as they approached and scowled when he saw Bucky. Lucy wondered what exactly had happened between them to make Charles hate him so much.

Bucky looked at him and scratched the back of his neck awkward, avoiding direct eye contact with the little man. "Well, this is my stop. Where are you heading to?" Lucy asked, realizing he was uncomfortable.

"Oh, I um… I thought I was just walking you to your tent." He frowned, "My stop is the other direction. I just wasn't sure if you'd be comfortable or not walking in the dark."

Lucy was shocked. He had walked the very opposite direction just to have a conversation and make sure she was alright. "Oh? I uhh, thank you." She figured he was walking the same direction because he had somewhere he had to be on her side of camp. It hadn't even occurred to her that he was walking her to her tent.

"Don't mention it," Bucky nodded at her and began to walk away. Lucy felt as sadness at seeing him turn and go.

"Barnes?" She called out and he turned quickly. He waited for her to say what she needed to. Lucy licked her lips to moisten them as she quickly stuttered, "I don't know about you… But I prefer this over fighting. What do you say?" She was scared of how he would react to her statement. "Friends?" She extended her hand for him to shake it.

He gave her a soft smile and took her hand, "Friends," He agreed. He pointed at her and pulled her in closer, making Lucy's breath hitch ever so slightly. "Only on one condition," He licked his lips and leaned into her so he could speak quietly, "Only if you call me Bucky."

She smiled and then looked down bashful after the close physical contact, "I think I can manage to do that." Her hand burned in his and they were still connected. When he finally let go, Lucy felt an emptiness.

"You still gonna have me call you Dr. Heinrich even if we're friends and on a first name basis now?" Bucky asked her with a curious eyebrow raised, a grin on his lips.

With a smirk, Lucy walked backwards into her tent and bit her lip. She gave him a flirtatious wink and then suggestively said, "We'll just have to see, won't we?" She turned around before he could say some witty retort.

She didn't look back to see if he was still standing there. Because she knew there would be that familiar tug in her stomach she had for accustomed to having whenever he was around. Instead, Lucy focused on Charles. He stood there looking shocked. She figured Bucky had turned to walk away since Charles immediately began with his chatter.

"Were you…. flirting with him?" Charles asked, disgustedly. His repulsion was shown on his face and Lucy felt her expression drop. She had no idea why he hated Bucky, but she figured whatever the reason why could be forgotten since they were now friends.

"What? I— No! Of course not!" Lucy felt her cheeks become hot from embarrassment. Was her flirting that bad?

"You were!" Charles pointed at her accusingly as Lucy hissed and looked up at the ceiling of the tent, trying to keep her composure. "You were! And you're blushing, which makes things worse."

Lucy groaned in aggravation before letting out a stomp like a small child, "Okay fine! I was! Now leave me alone about it!" She scolded as she began to pack some things away.

"Have you lost your mind? Have you forgotten how awful he was?" Charles jaw practically dropped to the floor when she admitted to her actions.

"I know, okay!" She inhaled deeply and tried to keep calm as she started filling her pack. "I don't know… Just, something changed." Lucy didn't know why she felt the attraction to him that she did. But she felt physically drawn to him, and she was practically consumed with thoughts of him since the bombing had happened.

"Lucy, why?!" Charles demanded, "That man — he's… He's an absolute wanker!" He closed his eyes in frustration, "He's horrible and is — wait, what are you doing? Why are you packing?" His tone changed when he realized what was going on. His eyes few on all the items she was grabbing when he gasped, "Ah, shite. Phillips gave you the go-ahead?"

She nodded, "He did. We're wheels up in 14 hours. I need you to stay here and take care of the excavations and anything that's found."

Charles let out a sound of disbelief and looked at her as though she had grown another head, "You want me in charge of the project while you're away? Dr. Heinrich, I don't think I'm ready for something this big. I—,"

"Charles," Lucy grabbed his shoulders and held them tightly. She looked him in the eye and took a deep breath, "You'll be fine. I believe in you, and you are more than capable." She had seen him grow so much since they had first started working together. He still had lots to learn, but she believed in him.

He swallowed a lump forming in his throat and said quietly, "Thank you, Doctor. I won't let you down." Charles looked as though he had tears in his eyes from getting Lucy's approval. It was something he had been seeking for the entire time he had been working for her, and now he finally had it.

Lucy only grabbed her bag, knowing she had to go to her other tent to grab more of her things. She also needed to get some shut-eye before the mission, though she knew she likely wouldn't be getting much sleep due to her nerves. "But, just know if you screw up I will come after you," She added before heading out, threatening him lightly.

"I expect nothing less!" Charles called after her, his voice trailing in the wind.


Oh my, oh my! Lucy and Bucky flirting? They're a little awkward with each other still but just you wait. Things are heating up for sure, especially since they're going on a secret mission together. If you enjoyed their little interaction in this chapter just wait until the next one.

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