ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs

Tony swallows, white knuckles gripping the wheel. "Yeah," he breathes, knowing it was relatively easy to find Bucky for a reason, but it still held: Steve could have just asked him and achieved this same result. He would never even think of doing that, despite trusting in a man he'd met months ago in DC. Not that he thinks his trust in Sam Wilson is necessarily misplaced, but you better believe he's read up on him after their brief meeting. "He's only a few hours out."