Well, well, well, what do we have here...?

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Steve's POV

Steve stood in front of Stark and Bucky, best friend by his side since 1920, in disbelief.

This is just great.

"Are you guys serious?" He demanded in exasperation.

"Well, no," Stark conceded. "I'm Tony," he added with a grin.

"What made you change your mind, Buck?" He turned to his friend, desperate for him to come back to his side.

Bucky gave a long sigh, running his metal hand through his hair.

"You should've seen her, Stevie. She was so scared. I couldn't blame her."

Tony turned to Bucky in mock shock.

"Are those the feelings speaking, Sergeant? I'm surprised."

Bucky glared at Stark. "No, I'm not kidding. She was so afraid."

Steve's brow creased as he frowned at both of them. First of all, was Bucky developing feelings for Charlotte? Second, did they have a point?

"But you said her nightmares would worsen."

Bucky shrugged. "But this is worse. You have to believe me, punk."

"Just one mission," Tony pushed on eagerly, a keen nod escaping from him.

Steve sighed, massaging his temples for the umpteenth time. The mission was tomorrow, and it was... 6 PM. He knew both of the men in front of him would argue the entire night if they had to. There was no way he could win this.

"Fine. Just one mission. We'll see how she goes from that." With that, he shuffled out of the large, leather chairs and stalked towards the community kitchen.

Before he made his way out, he could hear Stark's voice.

"Yay! Okay Barnes, go get the girl."

This was followed by a sigh from Bucky.

Bucky's POV

He had been so relieved when Steve said 'fine'. He couldn't have stood the thought of one of his friends staying cooped up, slowly losing her mind.

While he was relieved, he was growing more annoyed by the minute of Stark's comments. How could he be read so easily? Was he being read so easily? Did Steve know?

When he had been walking back to the meeting room, he had realised something was growing in his heart. How she got through to his heart so quickly confused and amazed him both at the same time. Either way, he shook it off and tried his best to hide his emotions.

After all, he was pretty certain that she didn't feel the same way.

He trudged back to the containment room where she was being kept. He checked the monitors and saw that she seemed to be blankly staring at the wall. He winced a little, before shoving the door open to reveal...

Empty space.

Shit, shit, shit.

What did she do now?

Charlotte's POV

I crawled around in the rather spacious vents, trying to think about how we got here.

I need to find some sort of map of Stark Tower. Or at least this floor.

Finally, I felt colder air around me. I must've gotten somewhere, so I crept to the closest panel and kicked it open, landing on my feet.

So much for keeping me contained.

Looking around, I could see that I was surrounded by stairs, thus concluding I was in the emergency stairs. I went to the door, silently listening (and checking under the door) for anyone oncoming before carefully pushing the door open.

I was greeted by the open hallways, and I could see the elevator we usually used. I kept walking and finally saw the familiar marble-silver kitchen.

Well now what?

My question couldn't be answered as someone lunged at me, and I felt a familiar vibranium hand at my waist.

Oh, shit.

I quickly turned over to see him trying to pin me down, and I continued batting his hands away in anger and frustration, biting down my screams.

"Let me go!" I finally shouted, kneeing him in the stomach. He groaned and rolled over, but as I got up to run he caught my foot and I landed on my stomach, groaning from the tiles hitting my face.

My palms turned me over, and he was trying to pin me again. Bucky was shouting my name now, and I tried to stop my panic rising up. They will put you in your cell again.

A scream ripped through my throat, and I kept struggling against his powerful grip. Damn it, damn it, damn it.

"Charlotte!"

I almost hesitated, but I kept writhing, trying to move my legs. He pinned my legs with his and I kept moving my torso, trying to snake out of his iron grip.

"Hey, listen to me. Listen to me!"

I stopped screaming, slowing down my movements. I stared at him expectantly.

"Hey, it's okay. You're coming with us."

My chest seemed to weigh a ton less and I stopped moving at all. Slowly and gently, Bucky rolled off of me giving me a hand up.

"Stark wants to talk to you. You scared the shit out of us."

Somehow, no matter how grim or crazy the situation may have been, I smirked. I would remember this day as the day I'd get a genius billionaire, a national hero and an ex-assassin scared about my disappearance. Wow. Just... wow.

Finally, I followed him back to the living room.

"One question."

Stark had been talking to me about how I managed to hack his system (I think he's offended) and escape through an air vent. I preferred to shrug at every question, and Steve kept shooting me dirty looks for running away. I'm pretty sure anyone else in my place would've done the same damn thing, okay?!

I looked up at him, my eyes boring into his.

"Do you want to join us on that mission? We reconsidered."

My jaw slackened and my electric orbs widened. I stared in disbelief. I could come?! That... that was amazing!

Finally able to find my voice again, I began smiling happily, throwing my arms around Stark's neck. He seemed extremely shocked at first, but then patted me on the back.

"Thank you!"

I could practically feel him grin.

"It's okay, kid."

Then, I released him from me, and out of my peripheral, I could see Bucky fuming. Well, he looked like he was... jealous? What the hell?

"We leave at 7 in the morning. Be ready."

I gave a mock salute, turning to grin at Steve, who also managed to get a lopsided smirk on his face. I also grinned at Bucky, who seemed genuinely taken aback by my gesture. Finally, he returned a shy smile as well.

Then, I went to my room to at least try to get some sleep.

After all, you can't kick ass when you're drowsy!

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