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Things are... Sharon doesn't want to say better, but she thinks they're better. She'd had a long chat with Steve about the way Bucky was feeling, how he needed something to do with himself, some way to be helpful, and Steve had listened carefully, absorbing every word.
She suspects they'd talked some after that, too.
Staying with him and Steve hasn't proved to be quite as awkward as she'd feared, but today she'd needed some space, and since Bucky was with Vision, she'd gone to do her work in the old apartment rather than Steve's small office. She's still mulling over her chat with Ross when she walks into the library, looking for Bucky, and finds only Vision.
A few minutes later, after Vision has explained their experiment, she heads through the corridors to the garage. "Bucky?"
It takes her a second to spot him, and when she does, she can't help the smile that plays across her lips. She looks up at where he's hanging from a beam, new phone in hand, his hair sticking straight up – or straight down, more accurately. "Baby, what are you up to?"
She suspects they'd talked some after that, too.
Staying with him and Steve hasn't proved to be quite as awkward as she'd feared, but today she'd needed some space, and since Bucky was with Vision, she'd gone to do her work in the old apartment rather than Steve's small office. She's still mulling over her chat with Ross when she walks into the library, looking for Bucky, and finds only Vision.
A few minutes later, after Vision has explained their experiment, she heads through the corridors to the garage. "Bucky?"
It takes her a second to spot him, and when she does, she can't help the smile that plays across her lips. She looks up at where he's hanging from a beam, new phone in hand, his hair sticking straight up – or straight down, more accurately. "Baby, what are you up to?"
