James Buchanan Barnes had suffered unimaginable trauma at the hands of Hydra. After saving Steve Rogers from drowning, he ran. What the Winter Soldier didn't quite expect, was to come across a twelve year old girl who had a similar experience with H...
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"Cap," Clint stepped up to shake Steve's hand when El stepped in front of the Captain protectively with a mean glare. Steve chuckled at the action, "We can trust them." El made an 'O' shape with her mouth, "I'm sorry." Clint simply shrugged. "It's good you wanna protect your friends."
Partially embarrassed by her actions, El found herself standing by Sam. The twelve year old watched him curiously. He crossed his arms over his chest, El doing the same after. The only person who noticed the small action being Clint. A man who spent his entire life observing small things such as that.
"You know I wouldn't call if I had any other choice." Clint smiled. "Hey, man, you're doing me a favor. Besides," he nodded his head back to Wanda who emerged from the van. "I owe a debt."
"Thanks for helping us." Wanda tilted her head, "It was time to get off of my a**."
"How about our other recruit?" Clint headed back for the van. "He's ready to go. I put a little coffee in him, but... he should be good." The back door slid open making a loud 'bang' when it came to the end causing the man sleeping in the seat to jolt forward.
Steve glanced to Sam who's posture visibly straightened at the sight. El cocked an eyebrow at the action, and the Falcon blew out a sigh, "I'll explain later."
"What time zone is this?" Scott questioned hopping from the van. The previously sleeping man's eyes went wide at the sight of Captain America. Scott stopped. "Go on," Clint encouraged patting Scott's back. "Go on."
Scott laughed shoving out his hand for Steve to shake, "Captain America."
"Mr. Lang," Steve greeted shaking the man's hand kindly. "It's an honor. I'm shaking your hand for too long." El glimpsed back at Bucky with a face that read, 'Is this guy for real?' Bucky shrugged, a grin gracing his lips.
"Wow. This is awesome." Scott turned back to Wanda pointing at Steve. "Captain America," he repeated before adding, "I know you too. You're great." Wanda gave a small smile in reply.
Scott spun back around to Steve grabbing his arms in awe. "Uh, look, I wanted to say, I know you know a lot of super people so thinks for thanking of me." El laughed at the mispronunciations. She shouldn't judge though, she wasn't exactly an example of prime English speaking.
Scott's gaze fixated on Sam, "Hey man."
"What's up, tic-tac."
"Uh, good to see you. What happened last time—"
"It was a great audition, but it'll—" Sam let out a chortle. "it'll never happen again." Scott nodded, refocusing his attention on the tiny bald headed twelve year old standing next to him. "Hi, sweetheart, what's your name?"
As she had done so many times before, El pointed to the small number inked into her wrist. "Eleven?" The small girl nodded, "We just call her El."
"Did they tell you what we're up against?" Scott's eyebrows pulled together in a concerned furrow. "Psycho assassins?"
Steve nodded. "We're outside the law on this one, so if you come with us you're a wanted man."
Scott shrugged, "Yeah, well, what else is new?"
"We should get moving." El nodded at Bucky's words. It wasn't smart for them to be wasting time for matters like this. They needed to get to Siberia. "Got a chopper lined up."
A siren blared over the intercoms before a man started speaking in Romanian. El turned to Bucky who stood on the other side of the Volkswagen. When the man stopped speaking she called out, "Bucky?"
"They're evacuating the airport." He translated. Sam spun around to the Steve, "Stark."
