"He's a good egg," Nat agrees, kissing the side of Steve's face absently, and pushing some longer hair over his ear. But just as he says it the music comes over the loudspeaker and her heart leaps up into her throat. "Hand me my phone," she commands quietly, sitting up and holding her hand out. She usually wouldn't order him around, but if Bucky thinks he can get past her with a little music he's got another thing coming. She gets to work hacking FRIDAY the second it's in her hand, downloading the audio files being recorded real-time and cleaning out the background noise.
"Maybe I spoke too soon," she says, shaking her head. When will they all learn that they can't solve their trust issues by piling more on?
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Date: 2017-06-25 08:25 pm (UTC)"Maybe I spoke too soon," she says, shaking her head. When will they all learn that they can't solve their trust issues by piling more on?