Steve, Sam and T'Challa sat in the back of a van, a metal grate between the rows of seats. It was quiet except for the sounds of the sirens from the long escort line.

"So you like cats?"

"Sam," Steve glanced at his friend next to him.

"What? Dude shows up dressed like a cat, you don't wanna know more?"

"Your suit. Is it vibranium?"

"The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle passed from warrior to warrior. And now because your friend murdered my father, I also wear the mantle of king. So I ask you, as both warrior and king, how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?" The rest of the ride continued in silence until they drove into a tunnel that led them underground and into a parking garage. The door on the side opened and they were escorted out by guards with large guns.

Steve looked over to see Bucky in a bulletproof glass container. He was in a seat with his arms restrained and there was at least three feet around him before the walls.

"What's gonna happen to him?" Steve asked as they walked over to meet Ross, Sharon standing next to him.

"Same thing that ought to happen to you. Psychological evaluation and extradition."

"This is Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander," Sharon introduced them.

"What about a lawyer?"

"Lawyer. That's funny. See their weapons are placed in lockup," he told some of the guards standing nearby. They nodded and walked away, all of their weapons in hand. "Oh, we'll write you a receipt."

"I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that," Sam said before they started following Ross into the compound. Steve glanced over his shoulders at Bucky whose containment system was being moved behind closed doors.

"You'll be provided with an office instead of a cell. Now do me a favor, stay in it."

"I don't intend on going anywhere," T'Challa assured him.

"For the record, this is what making things worse looks like," Natasha said as she met them.

"He's alive," was all Steve said. They walked into the command center, Tony standing in the room on the phone.

"Colonel Rhodes is supervising clean up," Tony told the person on the other line.

"Try not to break anything while we fix this," Natasha said.

"Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences," Tony said while looking at Steve. "Obviously you can quote me on that because I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir."

"Consequences?"

"Secretary Ross wants you all prosecuted. Had to give him something."

"I'm not getting that shield back, am I?"

"Technically, it's the government's property. Wings too," Natasha shrugged before starting to walk off with Tony.

"That's cold," Sam told her.

"Warmer than jail," Tony shrugged.
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Steve spent his time watching the screens all around the room with security cameras, focusing on the ones with Bucky.

"Hey, wanna see something cool," Tony said, sitting down at the desk and he turned, finally doing the same.

"I Pulled some from Dad's archives," he said, showing him the pens in the box. "He used it to sign......." (I don't wanna type that out-)

"That bill provided support to the Allies when they needed it most."

"Som would say it brought our country closer to war."

"See, if not for these, you wouldn't be here. I'm trying to..what do you call it? It's an olive branch?"

"Is pepper here? I didn't see her."

"We're... kinda- Well, not kinda-"

"Pregnant." Steve replied bluntly, making Tony scoff. "No! Definitely not."

"We're taking a break. It's nobody's fault."

"I'm so sorry, Tony." he apologized. "I didn't know."

"A few years ago, I almost lost her, so I trashed all my suits. Then we had to mop up Hydra and then Ultron. My fault." Steve only gave him a look.

"And then, and then, and then, I never stopped. Because the truth is I don't want to stop." He paused, looking at him ."I don't wanna lose her. I thought maybe the Accords could split the difference."

"In her defense, I'm a handful" he said as he got up and walked over to look at the cameras."You know dad was a pain? Yet mom always found a way to work."

"You know im glad Howard got married. I only knew him when he was young and single."

"Oh really? You two knew each other? He never mentioned that." Tony said loudly as he grabbed his suit. "Maybe only a thousand times!." He said sarcastically, trying to put his suit jacket back on. "God I hated you....."

Steve looked at Tony solemnly. "I don't mean to make things difficult."

"I know, because you're a very polite person."

"If I see a situation pointed south, I can't ignore it! Sometimes I wish I could—"

"No you don't!" Tony cut him off.

"No..I don't. Sometimes—"

"Sometimes I wanna, punch you in your perfect teeth, but I don't wanna see you gone. We need you cap." Tony cut him off again. "So far, nothing's happened that can't be undone if you sign. We can make the last twenty four hours legit. Barnes gets transferred to an American psych-center instead of a Wakandan prison. We stay together."

Steven turned away and looked at the pen, picking it up and getting up to walk towards the cameras, staring at Tony for a minute. "I'm not saying it's impossible..but..there would have to be safeguards."

"Sure. Once we put out the PR fire, those documents can be amended. I'd file a motion to have you, Wanda and her brother reinstated-"

"Wanda and Danny? What's wrong with them?"

"They're fine. They've been confined to the compound currently. Vision's keeping them company."

"Oh god Tony! Everytim——Everytime I think you finally see things the right way."

"It's one hundred acres with a lap pool," he tried to calm him down. "It's got a screening room. There's worse ways to protect people."

"Protection? Is that how you see this? This is protection? It's intermittent"

"They aren't US citizens—"

"Come on Tony!"

"and they don't grant visas to weapons of mass destruction."

"They're kids!"

"GIVE ME A BREAK!" Tony shouted, the two stared at each other in silence."I'm doing what has to be done," he eventually said. "To stave off something worse."

Steve just stared at him in disbelief. "You keep telling yourself that." He paused before giving Tony the pen back. "Hate to break up set" the man said as he left.
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The screens where the security feed of Bucky was. Steve hands were in his pockets and jaw was firmly set as he watched it. Sam was brought in a couple minutes later and took a seat at the table. The video feed changed as a United Nations ambassador was sent to speak with Bucky.

"The receipt for your gear," Sharon said as she walked in, handing Sam a piece of paper.

"'Bird costume?'" he read. "Come on."

"I didn't write it." Sharon glanced at steve before hitting a button. The sound from the interview filled the room causing Steve to glance at Sharon before focusing back on Bucky.

"I'm not here to judge you," the interviewer said. "I just want to ask you a few questions. Do you know where you are, James?" Bucky stayed silent. "I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James."

"My name is Bucky." The interview continued with what they assumed were routine questions and Steve picked up the folder Sharon had brought in. He flipped through it, finding the picture taken by a parking camera of Bucky in a mask before the bombing of the UN.

"Why would the task force release this photo to begin with?" Steve finally asked.

"Get the word out. Involve as many eyes as we can," Sharon suggested.

"Right. It's a good way to flush a guy out of hiding. Set off a bomb, get your picture taken. You got seven billion people in the world looking for the Winter Soldier."

"You're saying someone framed him to find him," Sharon followed.

"Steve, we looked for the guys for two years and found nothing."

"the UN was bombed. It turned a lot of heads."

"Yeah, but that doesn't guarantee that whoever framed him would get him. It guarantees that we would," Sharon said. Her words caused them to pause, thinking about it before looking back at the screen.

"Yeah," Steve let out.

"Tell me, Bucky," the interviewer continued. "You've seen a great deal, haven't you?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"You fear that if you open your mouth, the horrors might never stop. Don't worry. We only have to talk about one." Suddenly, all the lights in the room went dark, the emergency lights kicking on a moment later. Steve looked at Sharon while everyone outside of the small conference room started to panic.

"Sub level five, east wing," she told him quickly and he took off running, Sam a right behind him. They rushed down the stairs and towards the interview room. Sam checked the guards' bodies on the ground for pulses, but they were dead.

"Help me," a voice echoed from the room. "Help."

"Get up," Steve ordered as he walked into the room, not falling for the man's act. The man didn't move, so Steve grabbed him by the lapels of his jacket and pinned him to the wall. "Who are you? What do you want?"

"To see an empire fall," he answered simply before they heard a loud crash. A second later, Sam was thrown into the room, hitting the cell Bucky had been locked in. Bucky swung at Steve who was able to duck before punching back. Bucky didn't even seem to register the hit, kicking Steve in the stomach and through the doorway. Steve and Bucky trying to block and attack each other.

Bucky threw him into the elevator shaft, hearing his body hit the walls a couple of times before landing on the bottom. He then began to leave.

"Hey," Sam call, he was running out of the room after the man. She blinked, but her eyes didn't open again.

Soon a fight broke out. Bucky against Natasha, Tony, Sharon and t'challa, but he got away and ran up to the roof of the building.

He tried to get away in a helicopter only for Steve to hold it down using his body weight and superhuman strength plus he was holding on to the building as well.

There was suddenly a large crash and the sound of metal screeching, Steve forcefully pulled the helicopter down with a struggle causing his to crash. The man laying under the helicopter unscathed, Bucky's metal arm crashed through the window of the helicopter and gripped Steve's throat. The sudden movement caused the helicopter to shift, starting to fall backwards and into the water. Steve surface, pulling an unconscious Bucky with him.
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"Hey, Cap!" Sam yelled, getting his attention as they watched a helicopter fly by the abandoned factory through a crack in the door. They walked over as Bucky groaned and woke up.

"Steve? " he asked before noticing that his metal arm was clamped under a heavy piece of machinery next to his chair.

"Which Bucky am I talking to?" Steve asked.

"Your mom's name was Sarah," he said, trying to think of something to convince them that he was him again. "You used to wear newspapers in your shoes," he chuckled.

"Can't read that in a museum," Steve smiled.

"Just like that, we're supposed to be cool?" Sam raised his eyebrows.

"What did I do?" Bucky dared to ask.

"Enough."

"Oh, God," he let out a breath. "I knew this would happen. Everything Hydra put inside me is still there. All he had to do was say the goddamn words."

"Who was he?" Steve questioned.

"I don't know."

"People are dead. The bombing, the set up, the doctor did all that just to get ten minutes with you. I need you to do better than I don't know."

He thought for a moment. "He wanted to know about Siberia. Where I was kept. He wanted to know exactly where."

"Why would he need to know that?"

"Because I'm not the only Winter Soldier."

"Who are they?" Steve asked.

"Their most elite death squad. More kills than anyone in Hydra history. And that was before the serum," Bucky said.

"They all turn out like you?" Sam asked.

"Worse," Bucky said

"The doctor," Steve continued, "could he control them?"

"Enough," Bucky nodded.

"He said he wanted to see an empire fall."

"With these guys, he could do it," he told Steve. "They speak thirty languages, can hide in plain sight, infiltrate, assassinate, destabilize. They can take a whole country down in one night. You'd never see them coming." Sam looked at Steve walking over to him.

"This would've been a lot easier a week ago," he told him quietly.

"If we call Tony-"

"No, he won't believe us."

Steve sighed. "We're on our own."

"Maybe not," Sam said after a second. "I know a guy."
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"And I don't suppose you have any idea where they are?"

"We will," Tony assured Secretary Ross. "GSG 9's got the borders covered. Recon's flying 24/7. They'll get a hit, we'll handle it."

"You don't get it, Stark. It's not yours to handle. It's clear you can't be objective. I'm putting special ops on this."

"What happens when the shooting starts?" Natasha asked from her seat. "What, do you kill Steve Rogers?"

"If we're provoked."

Ross steadied his jaw. "Barnes would've been eliminated in Romania if it wasn't for the Rogers'. There are dead people who would be alive now. Feel free to check my math," he challenged Tony who sat down.

"All due respect, you're not gonna solve this with boys and bullets, Ross," Tony didn't back down. "You gotta let us bring them in."

"And how would that end any differently than last time?"

"Because this time I won't be wearing loafers and a silk shirt. Seventy two hours, guaranteed."

"Thirty six hours," Ross compromised. "Barnes. Rogers. Wilson."

"Thank you, sir," Tony called as Ross walked out and Tony let out a breath. "My left arm is numb. Is that normal?"

"You alright?" Natasha asked, walking over and putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Always." He took a minute. "Thirty six hours. Jeez."

"We're seriously understaffed."

"Oh yeah. It'd be great if we had a Hulk right about now. Any shot?"

She gave a small smile before shaking her head. "You really think he'd be on our side?"

"No."

"I have an idea."

"Me too. Where's yours?"

"Downstairs. Where's yours?" Tony only smirked. Knowing he had a certain bug themed teen super hero back in queens.
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Danny sat at the counter in the kitchen as he ate ice cream. Some time after him and his sister had their moment, they had made their way to the kitchen to get a quick snack, laughing as they talked about the last episode of Malcom in the middle they watched.

"I think I wanna be like Dewey?" Danny voiced as he ate his vanilla ice cream. His sister giving him a bewildered stare.

"Umm i don't think that's-"

Suddenly, an explosion went off outside of the base causing the two maximoffs to jump with fright. Wanda moved quickly to looked outside of the window as her brother dropped his spoon and ran next to her.

Vision phased from the ground, beside Wanda ."What is it?" Wanda asked him, not taking her eyes off the fire in the distance.

"Stay here, please." He moved to phase through the wall and check it out.

Wanda, feeling a presence behind them, used her wisp to grab a knife and fling it at a man who crept behind. Danny staring in confusion as he and his sister turned around, only for her to sigh at the realization of it being Clint Barton.

"Guess I shoulda knocked." He joked, knocking the knife over so it would drop on the floor.

"Oh my god! What are you doing here?" Wanda walked towards him with her question, her little brother following behind looking at Clint with a small smile.

"Disappointing my kids." He answered simply, shooting an arrow in two spots across the room. "I'm supposed to go water-skiing. Cap needs our help. Come on." He grabs their hands as he starts to walk out.

"Clint!" Vision phases back inside the compound, causing the three to halt, turning to face him.

"You should not be here." Vision reminded sternly as he had been put in charge while the others were gone.

"Really? I retire for, what, like five minutes, and it all goes to shit." Clint commented with a slight laugh.

"Please consider the consequences of your actions." Vision urged.

"Okay, they're considered." Clint told him with a nod after pausing for a second.

Vision had walked straight into Clints trap which had him caught in an electrical wall field. "Okay, we gotta go." He urged the two, rushing towards the door.

Wanda and Danny however didn't budge. The little one walking behind his sister, clinging to her side, looking down sadly. The two standing in uncertainty.

"It's this way." Clint told the siblings as he looked back at them.

"We've caused enough problems." Wanda spoke quietly with shyness as she fiddled with her sleeves.

This prompted Clint to run back to the two. "You gotta help me, guys. Look, you wanna mope, you can go to school. You wanna make amends, you get off your ass!" He said sternly.

This was all too much for the young boy. Does he stay safe within the compound, hiding himself from the world to protect it——or——help Clint and Steve with whatever drama they had going on? Such an internal conflict was too much pressure for him as gripped his head slightly.

"Shit!" Clint said harshly in a hushed voice, causing Danny to turn around and see the stone in visions head lighting up.

Vision used the mind stone in his forehead to break the arrows with a laser. He stalked over, watching as clint quickly drew his arrow and aimed at him. The droid acting quickly as he shifted his body density, the arrow going straight through, prompting him to grab Clint's wrist and punched him to the floor as he walked over, not happy at the events playing out in the compound.

"I knew I should've stretched." Clint extends his baton and runs back to fight. He swings the stick but Vision phases through it. He goes to punch Vision who turns to a solid metal and breaks the baton as it hits him. He grabs Clint in a head lock and holds him there, taking all air from the mans lungs.

Wanda watching in great turmoil, trying to quickly make up her mind. Her thoughts were soon broken as a small hand squeezed hers, Danny looked at her with a determined expression. The girl stared at her brother already knowing the choice.

"Clint, you can't overpower me." Vision reminded with statement.

"I know I can't. But she can." Clint looked to Wanda who now had a ball of energy in her hand, slowly walking infront of the two.

"Vision, that's enough. Let him go. I'm leaving." She stated.

"I can't let you." Vision told her. She controlled the stone, phasing Clint out of Visions hold and dropping Clint to the floor to gasp for air. "I'm sorry." She tells the android.

"If you do this... they will never stop being afraid of you."

Vision tells