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It was nearly 10 months before Steve saw Tony on TV. Sam had called him out to the main room, where everyone except Bucky was gathered. They currently had their own apartments in Wakanda, within the palace walls. T’Challa didn’t want them roaming around due to the unrest the world had for them. Sam had the tv on, saying there was a press conference that Tony was in. The last one they’d seen was informing the public of the new co-leaders, Major Carol Danvers and Colonel James Rhodes. Sam always looked heartbroken at seeing Rhodey in his wheelchair. This time Danvers and Rhodey were joined with a woman they didn’t recognize, a man in a red cloak that Steve thought looked ridiculous, and there was Tony. Sitting next to said cloaked man.
“Is it just me or did Stark have some work done?” Scott asked from his spot.
“What do you mean?” Steve asked, looking at him.
“He looks…younger.” Steve looked back to the TV, and he was right. Tony did look younger. Gone were the hard lines and grey hairs. He looked really healthy too, which made Steve feel relief.
“What’s this about?” He asked, looking around.
“Apparently there was some cultist group going around killing homeless people. Stark, Spider-Man and this new guy stopped it.” Nat said from the couch, watching the press conference with annoyance.
“Wait new guy? That weirdo with the cloak is now an Avenger?”
“A consultant. But he signed the accords.” Clint snorted next to Nat. Steve frowned, but stayed quiet as Danvers informed the press of what had occurred, before motioning for Tony to take the podium.
“Turn it up Sam.” Steve said, listening.
“I’m sure you have plenty of questions, but before we get to that there is something we need to discuss. During the investigation into the cultists that have caused this damage, Spider-Man and myself came across a teenage girl, who in turn helped us find the leader of said cult. She, and her two siblings are the only survivors of this tragedy. Because of this, they have no where to go. As I’m sure many of you know thanks to a leak, I am now their legal guardian.”
“Leak?” Sam looked confused.
“Apparently someone leaked pictures of the kids.” Nat said, already on her phone. “I’m trying to find them now.” Steve continued to watch the screen.
The reporters roared to life again, asking questions and yelling. Tony let them for a moment, before again, putting a hand up to calm them down. “I know you all have plenty of questions, but I need to get through this guys.” He chuckled, causing a few to chuckle as they all calmed down. “We have already looked for any living relatives, and found none. These kids…have been through hell. They were tortured, physically and emotionally.” He swallowed painfully. “Locked in freezers and pet crates…stones thrown at them…bruised and beaten….” Tony let out a shaky breath. “I couldn’t let them get hurt anymore. The state not only agreed but has graciously allowed me to foster them. I know many of you want to know about adoption but right now, my main focus is making sure they get the help they need.” He sighed, before nodding. “Now…let’s do this in an orderly manor.”
“Jesus Christ.” Clint swore. “That’s…fucking horrible.”
“Mr. Stark, so with you confirming that you have the children, are you concerned with your duties as part of the Avengers?”
“No. The Avengers are still growing, with plenty of room for more to join. I’m not going to be needed as often. But if we have another ‘world ending event’ you know Iron Man will be there.” He smiled at her. He pointed to another woman with dark hair.
“Mr Stark are they going to reside with you in the compound, since you sold off Stark Tower?”
“Yes, they will be here with me. Before any of you think they’re running the place, thanks to our advanced protocols they cannot enter any of the doors of the lower floors, only the living quarters.”
“Wait he sold Stark Tower?” Steve asked, confused.
“A few months ago yeah.”
“Are the rest of the Avengers alright with this?” Tony looked to Danvers and Rhodey, both smirking. Rhodey stood before going to the podium and quickly answering.
“We’re all fine with the kids being here.”
“See? Even my platypus loves them.” Tony chuckled. Rhodey sat back down, shaking his head.
“Will we get any interviews with them?!” Someone had yelled, and Tony had to quickly stop that.
“No, no interviews. They’ve been traumatized enough.” He laughed, before pointing to someone in the back.
“Is there any word on if Captain America and the others will come back, especially considering you won’t be on the field as often.” Steve sucked in a breath hoping to hear some good news finally.
“As of now the Accords Council has had no word of integrating the previous Avengers that have gone rogue. I do not have any more information on that subject.” Wanda scoffed, annoyed.
“Mr. Stark, the reports we got was that you have three girls, is that correct?” As soon as the man said that Steve saw Tony’s face grow dark, eyes sharp.
“That is false. There are two girls and one boy.”
“But the information we received is that there are three girls, one fifteen, one twelve and one three.”
“Two girls. One boy. Am I clear? Speaking of the report…” He smiled at the reporter, and it made the man step back a bit. It was the smile Tony Stark saved for his enemies. “We found out that the gentlemen who leaked the information also shared pictures. Any outlet that puts those up will be hearing from me, seeing as those are pictures of minors without their consent and without their guardians consent.” There was a lot of shuffling from the reporters. “Anything else?”
“Actually yes. The names that were given were Ana Michelle and Mia. How do you explain one of them being male? Are you trying to push one into a male role? Maybe trying to push your agenda on them? I worry you’re trying to corrupt her.” Tony paused, smile fading as he calmly spoke.
“What news outlet do you work for?”
“Uh…New York Post sir.”
“The New York Post…hm…so you have medical records of minors now?”
“Uh…no sir I don’t think…”
“Because unless you had the medical records you wouldn’t know my son’s deadname. You wouldn’t even know he was transgender. So tell me. How do you know this?”
“It was in the file with the pictures.”
“I see. Well Mr…”
“Johnson.”
“Mr. Johnson. You can tell your boss that thanks to you The New York Post will be banned from future Avengers press conferences, and they should expect a lawsuit.” The man looked like his knees were going to buckle. “For the rest you, let this be a lesson. You do not talk negatively about my kids. You do not misgender my kids. You do not…mess with my kids.” He turned and walked off stage. The woman they didn’t recognize came to the podium after Danvers calmed them down. Steve stopped listening at that.
“Jesus the hell is wrong with that guy.” Sam said, disgusted.
“Who?”
“That reporter guy…Johnson! He just outed the kid.” Steve blinked at him. “Wait…Steve do you not know what transgender is?”
“I mean…no? Is that why he said Tony was pushing his agenda on the poor girl?” Scott sucked in a breath, looking at Sam a little panicked.
“Steve…” Sam sighed. “We need to talk about this.” He then explained about transgender, and a bit more about the LGBT. Steve knew being gay was ok, and he had no problem with it. He didn’t know about the gender stuff, and when Sam explained what exactly that reporter did he felt gross. Especially seeing as he just called the little boy a…girl.
“I found the pictures and medical files they mentioned.” Nat said after Sam finished, showing Steve. There was the three kids, and he couldn’t tell one from the other. Ana was the name of the oldest, Michelle the middle, and Ana the youngest. Michelle’s back was damaged, Mia had malnutrition and the only thing as far as Ana was ‘scars’. The blurry photos of the three made Steve feel uneasy, not because of Tony having the kids but what they went through. “I can’t get any other information about this cult. I don’t want to try to pull anything from Stark’s servers because I don’t want him able to track it. I’ll have to hope they give us a bit fancier tech before I can do that.” Steve nodded.
“So Stark’s adopting huh? That’s…weird to think.” Scott said offhandedly.
“What do you mean adopt?” Steve said after reading through what was given.
“The social worker just said Stark’s starting the adoption process.”
“He shouldn’t. Those kids deserve someone other than him.” Wanda hissed, glaring at the screen.
“I dunno, he’d be able to give them everything they ever wanted.” Scott shrugged.
“Meaning we’d have three spoiled little brats. Great.” Clint sighed. “Pisses me off. I can’t see my kids but he gets to just pluck some off the street.”
“Guys if social services is involved they’re gonna keep a close eye on Stark. He’s not just gonna throw money at them and make it happen.” Sam said, annoyed. Steve couldn’t tell if it was with Clint or with Tony.
“He might.” Nat said shrugging. “We’ll have to see. I’m more annoyed he’s not giving anything about us.” Steve nodded. He knew he was angry still but…Tony couldn’t stay mad forever.
Right?
——
After that press conference anything Steve looked up as far as Tony was him and the kids. He saw pictures and videos of the kids at the zoo, at the aquarium, and Tony wasn’t alone. He had that cloaked man with him. Doctor Stephen Strange. Seeing Tony with the man made his stomach twist. He didn’t care that Tony was bi…or was it pan? He remembered reading up more on lgbt and transgender teens after seeing more and more news about the boy (Michael, not Michelle) but he couldn’t remember which was which. Either way Tony liked to swing both ways. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was that he was starting a relationship with someone while trying to get these kids settled. From what Nat said it was still going through with the adoption process. There was talks about a quiet funeral for their mother, and no word on their father or if he was alive. There was also no word on them coming back.
“It’s been almost a year why haven’t they called us back?” Clint complained one afternoon. “Stark is really prolonging this bullshit.”
“Dude I hate to break it to you but I don’t think it’s Stark that’s doing anything.” Sam said, looking up from his book.
“Yeah, he’s not doing anything about us not being home!”
“No I mean it wouldn’t be his call. Rhodes and Danvers are the new leaders yeah? Have you even seen Iron Man in the news besides his private life?” Everyone got quiet as they thought on it. They saw War Machine and Captain Marvel around for a few things, hell even Wasp which Scott identified as Hope Van Dyne was seen. No word on Iron Man or Vision, which upset Wanda. She wanted to reach out to the android, to explain why she couldn’t stay at the compound.
“From what I could tell the council has been talking about it.” Nat still had some connections, but she had to be careful. “But Stark Danvers and Rhodes have pushed back.”
“Maybe T’Challa can assist?” Scott asked. “I mean I know he goes to meetings with them.”
“Scott you’re brilliant.” Steve smiled. “I’ll talk to him next time I see him with Shuri.” It would be a few weeks before he was able to speak with T’Challa, seeing as he was busy with Wakandan politics and then the council. During that time Steve saw that there was an incident at some science museum where a woman tried to take the youngest, Mia.
“Jesus that’s terrifying.” Scott said as they watched the news on it. “I can’t imagine if anyone tried to take Cassie.”
“Yeah…luckily the woman was stopped.” Sam agreed. Things went on, and the next time they saw anything about Tony was when they got sharks trending on social media.
“Dude look at this! I couldn’t even afford a party like this!” Scott was telling Sam. Steve looked at his phone where there were pictures from an aquarium, and he saw the little girl smiling brightly. She truly looked happy.
“Figures he’d spoil her with an expensive birthday.” Clint snorts.
“How expensive could that be?” Steve said, frowning.
“Dude it’s like almost 200 bucks a kid for a birthday like this. Meaning Stark probably paid for it.”
“You don’t think he paid off these parents to bring their kids do you?”
“I wouldn’t be surprised.” Clint shrugged.
——
The next time he checked on Bucky in Shuri’s lab T’Challa was there. “Your Majesty. Can I speak to you for a moment?” He asked, waiting for T’Challa to be done talking to his sister.
“What can I do for you Captain?” T’Challa smiled.
“I was wondering if there’d been any word about us going back home.” T’Challa frowned at that.
“Not yet no. I have mentioned that it might be time to have you come back but…there has been pushback. I do not want to make it obvious that I know where you are.” Steve nodded, understanding. At least T’Challa was trying.
“How’s Buck?”
“Our doctors are having issues with the trigger words. We’re trying our best but until we can know for sure that they’re gone…” Steve nodded, understanding. “If only we had a way to view how the words were put in. Sadly all documentation on the Winter Solider was destroyed.” Steve nodded, thinking before remembering something Nat had mentioned recently.
“Tony.” Steve said suddenly. “Tony was working on something…he did some presentation before we had to meet for the Accords for the first time. I think he did it at MIT?” T’Challa hummed, pulling up what Steve was talking about. Dr. Tony Stark gave a presentation on B.A.R.F. Tony really needed to work on the name.
“I will have to look into this. By the way…what happened between you and Dr. Stark?” Steve felt his stomach drop at that question. T’Challa hadn’t asked about anything in Siberia since they got to Wakanda.
“Just a big misunderstanding.” T’Challa hummed again, nodding before motioning Shuri over. Steve sat with Bucky’s chamber as he watched Shuri get excited over the new tech Tony was sharing during that presentation.
Everything would work out.
——
Its nearly another month before T’Challa and Shuri get back to him. T’Challa was firm about the device not being used yet for the public. When Steve tries to argue T’Challa pinned him with a glare. Something must have happened during the council meeting, so Steve dropped it. But that’s not the only thing that changes. Shuri is no longer friendly to him when he goes to the lab to visit Bucky. She’s very cold and curt with him, which was weird since he’d always been kind to the young princess. Again it must be something else that caused it.
——
The bombing in Queens had Steve on edge. He wanted to be there, to help the people that were hurt but they couldn’t. The bombing was from Chitauri tech, which just set him more on edge.
“We need to be there to help.” He said pacing.
“Dude we can’t. Plus it looks like they caught the guy.” Scott said, looking upset at the damage. Steve sighed, sitting down.
“I wonder why he targeted that building…” Nat questioned, watching. It was obvious why a month or so later later when news came out that Tony Stark’s intern, Peter Parker was one of the victims in the bombing. His Aunt didn’t make it. The reason he even hit the news was because Tony was now the legal guardian for Mr. Parker.
“So another kid that he doesn’t deserve.” Wanda growled. Steve knew she hated Tony but it couldn’t be that bad for him to take care of the boy.
“I mean it’s kinda his fault right?” Clint asked offhandedly.
“What!?” Steve looked to him horrified.
“They bombed his apartment. He’s Tony Stark’s intern. Seems like the reason they did it.” Nat looked to Steve, thinking it as well. Steve swallowed painfully, hoping that wasn’t the case.
——
As the months went by it was starting to get more annoying that Tony hadn’t called them back. They kept seeing more and more with Tony and the kids, and with this Doctor Strange. While Scott and Sam said the pictures of the kids in their Halloween costumes were cute everyone was getting upset that Tony was out there free while they were stuck in Wakanda. It didn’t help that the king and the princess have made it clear they were not as welcome as they once was. Steve had no idea what caused that.
And then the Asgardians came.
They saw the news about Thor being back, looking more rough with short hair and missing an eye, along with Bruce who looked…good? Not as nervous…which made Steve smile. Nat looked happy to see the scientist. But with them came all of Asgard. Apparently their home was destroyed. They watched the news that New Asgard as they so called it was going to be in Norway. There was footage of Tony, Doctor Strange, Danvers and Rhodey along with so many others pitching in to help get Thor’s people settled. Steve ached to be there to help, but T’Challa had told them absolutely not. He and the Wakandans were helping but if they tried to come to help it would be a big problem for not only Steve’s team but T’Challa.
——
A week after T’Challa coldly told them they couldn’t help Thor, Steve got great news. Bucky was awake. Somehow Shuri had managed to get rid of the trigger words. When he got to the lab he saw Bucky standing, listening to one of the doctors.
“Bucky!” Bucky flinched, looking over. He looked dead on his feet.
“Hey Punk.” He said softly, giving a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“How’re you feeling?”
“Exhausted. I was just talking to the doctor about where I’ll be staying.” Steve’s smile faltered.
“You’ll be with us…won’t you Buck?” Bucky shook his head.
“No…I’m still not…quite right.”
“But the triggers are gone!”
“Yeah…the nightmares aren’t.” Steve looked heartbroken. “I’ve had to relive the memories of the triggers, the torture…the doctors think it’ll help being away from everything.”
“So where are you going to go?”
“T’Challa has a hut set aside for me. That way if my PTSD gets bad I won’t…hurt anyone.”
“W-Well can I see you?”
“Sure…but not too much…I still need to heal.” Steve nodded, trying not to show how upset that made him. Buckey needed to heal, he knew that but…he wanted his friend to come with him! It felt wrong that he had to ask permission to go see his friend which most of the time Bucky declined, saying it was a bad day. Christmas came and went, with the team feeling down. Clint missed his family, Scott his daughter, Sam his sister…Steve wanted to see Bucky but Bucky wasn’t feel well enough for visitors.
It was miserable.
——
What really caused everyone to freak out was the next press conference, a little while later.
Where Loki was standing next to Thor.
“What the fuck?! I thought he was dead!” Clint jumped up from his spot on the couch. They were going on about how Loki was just as much a victim as those he controlled, that he was actually exonerated for his crimes. Clint just threw more of a fit, while Nat and Sam tried to calm him down. Steve had to step away, grabbing the cell phone he had. He hoped Tony would answer him on what was going on. It rang and rang and rang before disconnecting with no answer. He sighed, before trying again. It finally clicked with an answer.
“Tony?” There was shuffling in the background of the phone but nothing else. “Tony what have you done?! Loki’s—”
“Tony’s not here right now.” Steve stopped, blinking. That wasn’t a voice he recognized. “I’m afraid you’re speaking to the wrong person in regards to Loki.” Steve paused, confused.
“I’m sorry who is this?”
“That’s really not your concern.” He heard something in the background afterwards, but couldn’t decipher what it was.
“You don’t sound like Pepper.”
“I’m not.” The girl huffed. “Why are you calling? If you have a concern with Loki you need to speak to the Accords Council. Or to War Machine and Captain Marvel.”
“Wha-What?” He was taken back by her attitude.
“They’re the leaders of the Avengers. Tony Stark had nothing to do with it.”
“But he—”
“No!” The girl on the phone barked out, shutting Steve up. “Now I’m going to hang up this phone. If you call back I will destroy said phone. Got it?” Now he was angry.
“How dare you—” Again he was cut off.
“No how dare you call acting like Tony Stark is somehow the villain of this story. He’s not. Now leave him be. If you don’t…” There was a pause. “I will make Siberia look like a fucking cakewalk.” The phone crackled before disconnecting. Steve stared at it, dread filling him. That deep voiced sounded...downright demonic.
When he spoke to T’Challa that evening, he made it clear that it was urgent to get in touch with Tony about what happened. It wasn’t until that morning that T’Challa had told him everything was ok with Tony, and Steve had spoken to his daughter. When trying to let T’Challa know about the deep voice T’Challa shook his head and brushed off Steve’s concerns.
A week later Steve received a package of a broken flip phone, that looked like it had been crushed.
Something was definitely wrong.
——
“Steve.” Nat called for him in the living room. When he came in he saw on the TV a tragedy had happened, an earthquake in Papua New Guinea. An all Avengers on deck tragedy.
“Have they said anything about us?” He asked, watching the reports coming in from the island itself.
“No. They called everyone else.” Scott said disappointed. As the news continued they saw video and photos of Iron Man, Doctor Strange, Captain Marvel, War Machine, Spiderman, Thor and Loki of all people help.
“Who’s the grey one?” Wanda asked, as video of a person in a grey tight suit showed them using something that looked like bandages to pull rubble away from village homes and help get people out. Her outfit was different shades of grey, looking like almost wraps around her body, covering almost all of her. She had a mask on, and a rigid hood that shielded the back of her head. Her back was exposed but there wasn’t a clear picture of it.
“Said her name is Verocity. She's brand new.” Nat said, crossing her arms.
“Oh my god guys.” Scott said looking at his phone. “Look.” There on social media was a video of Loki using magic to stop a landslide, before he helped a mother and her two kids to safety. The fact people were cheering and thanking him made Steve sick.
It was a few days later that a press conference came up with the new superhero. She sat next to Tony, before being called up. She pulled down the hood, pulled the mask off and spoke with such a Stark smirk.
“My name is Ana Marie Stark. And I am Verocity.” Clint choked on his drink, coughing as he saw her standing proudly in front of the reporters.
“What the fuck?! Stark has his kid out there!?”
“She’s enhanced?” Sam asked.
“I don’t know…” Steve sat down, confused. Why would Tony let kid out there? Let alone his daughter?
“I’ll see what I can find.” Nat stood. Steve wasn’t sure how she was gonna find anything but he would have to see what she found.
It wasn’t until later that evening that the Dora Milaje suddenly barged in with Okoye and another in the lead, heading straight for where Nat’s room was. Several others stopped the group from moving more. Steve motioned for Wanda to stand down as the girl’s hands glowed red. It took a few minutes for Okoye to come out holding Nat’s arm and pulling her along while the other woman had a more high end tablet in her hand.
“What’s going on?!” Steve demanded, looking alarmed. None of the women spoke, all on guard with his team. It wasn’t until T’Challa came in that they got an answer. He looked angry, and took the tablet from the woman.
“Where did you get this?” He asked Nat. Okoye had yet to release her grip.
“Swiped it from the labs…when we went to see Barnes for his checkup.” That was a week ago.
“Do you realize what you have done?!” T’Challa was livid.
“I wanted to know why Stark was having a child as an Avenger.” Her eyes narrowed.
“You tried to hack Dr. Stark…and access files about his children. Not just Miss Stark but his other children!”
“I wanted to see if they were also enhanced.” Nat said bluntly.
“If they were it is not your place to know!” T’Challa pinches the bridge of his nose. “I should have you locked up and waiting for the Accords Council to deal with.” Wanda’s hands glowed again.
“Don’t you dare!” She hissed, but before she could do anything several metal spears were in her face and at her neck.
“One wrong move toward our King and you will be taken out.” One hissed.
“Wanda stand down!” Steve snapped. “T’Challa—”
“Your Majesty.” Okoye growled at him.
“Y-Your Majesty I’m sure this is a misunderstanding!”
“I got a call from Dr. Stark when he found there was someone trying to access his children's files. Please tell me how this is a misunderstanding? Is it a misunderstanding like Siberia?” Steve flinched, shutting his mouth with an audible click. He didn’t want the others to know so he didn’t try to say anything. T’Challa snorted.
“You are all confined to your rooms. Any threat against my people…” T’Challa glared at Wanda. “Will have you at the Councils mercy before you can even leave the country.” He left, with the Dora Milaje following.
“What the fuck Natasha?!” Sam cried.
“I wanted to know more about Ana. How she got her abilities, why she’s like this…if Stark is behind this.”
“So you hacked Stark and tried to find out about all of his kids?!”
“He may be using them! All of them like he’s using this one!”
“I’m sorry using her?” Scott’s jaw dropped.
“You can’t honestly believe she wanted to join! They’re so short staffed that they have to pull minors in.” Clint said, sighing. “Come on guys think about it. Why else would he have a minor, let alone his own kid?”
“It’s still fucking wrong! Those are minors Natasha. Minors.” Sam shook his head before walking out of the living room.
“Sam wait—” Steve started.
“No! Dude my sister has kids. And while they may be younger than this Ana is, trying to get their information is just…no man.” He left. Scott got up and followed, eyeing them all wearily.
“They just don’t know you guys are right.” Wanda said, huffing. “Stark probably doesn’t care about those kids. Probably paid the system off to keep them for keeping up an image.”
“Right. You couldn’t find anything could you Nat?” Clint asked.
“No. The kids information was tightly locked away so I couldn’t find anything at all.” Steve tuned them out after a bit.
The feeling of uneasiness returned.
——
“We’re going home?” Steve said. It was a few weeks later that T’Challa called everyone to his throne room. All the Dora Milaje were on high alert.
“Correct. There is a bigger problem coming for Earth, and so the Accords Council has decided you will be necessary.” T’Challa said calmly. Since Nat’s hacking they have not seen T’Challa or anyone else, barred from leaving.
“A bigger problem?” Clint asked.
“Correct. The real culprit of the Invasion.” Okoye hands over a tablet, which Steve starts going through. The Chitari weren’t the main enemy. Thanos. Thanos was the one who wanted to take Earth. For the Tesseract. For the Space Stone. Steve passed the tablet to Nat, swallowing painfully.
“And so Tony’s having us come back?” T’Challa tilts his head, regarding Steve. He feels like he’s being scolded by a teacher, or a commanding officer.
“The Accords Council wishes to have you back. They will be in contact soon with paperwork.”
“Paperwork?” Scott asked.
“Yes. Before you can come back there will be paperwork. Not just the Accords.”
“Wait why can’t we go to the compound for this paperwork?” Wanda whined.
“Because it’s not the same as it was before. There are new systems implemented that you need to follow. You, Captain Rogers.” T’Challa’s eyes narrowed. “Are no longer the leader of the Avengers. And to make sure you will follow command and the processes you will need to go through the same thing that any new members would.”
“What like Stark’s brat did?” Clint scoffed.
“Miss Stark went through the same thing yes. And because she is a minor she is only involved in training and doing evacuations on the field. The only reason she was there at the earthquake was because it was not a hostile situation.” Again that calm commanding voice. “But that is besides the point. You will remain here in my watch until all the necessary paperwork and contracts are signed.”
“Seriously why can’t we do them at the compound?” Steve asked.
“Because those who live at the compound do not trust you to behave. And considering how you acted previously…” He glared at Nat. “I’m inclined to agree.”
“Wait you think we’d hurt Starks kids?!” Sam paled.
“After what happened do you think I should trust you not to? That Dr. Stark would trust you not to?” Silence was his answer. “We will begin the paperwork in a few days, an accords liaison will be coming to Wakanda to go over everything with you.” They were dismissed. While the others complained about the paperwork and the hassle they were going through Steve couldn’t let that get his spirits down.
They were going home.