[ The echo of Bucky's instinct to move hums in Sam's veins, for a moment almost overtaking him. But he can feel the sensation of Steve's hand in his, grounding him back to himself. He remembers Bucharest from the other side, remembers trying to chase Bucky down in Waypoint, and that second one makes him slow his own pace.
He stops in a part of the Garden that's reasonably well hidden, leaning against the strange bark of an alien tree. It'd worked better last time they were on the Station letting Bucky name a rendezvous spot. ]
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He stops in a part of the Garden that's reasonably well hidden, leaning against the strange bark of an alien tree. It'd worked better last time they were on the Station letting Bucky name a rendezvous spot. ]
( You're okay, sunshine. Where should we meet? )