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Two old World War 2 soldiers stand out over the lake. The discussion quiet. They know what is about to happen.
“Listen Buck. I need a huge ask from you.” The younger of the two says.
“Aren't you already asking so much.” The dark haired one says with a sad chuckle. There's an awkward silence. “But okay.”
“I want you to take care of Ry.”
“Steve-”
“Listen, she brought me some stability. She still is trying to figure out her limits.” Steve Rogers starts explaining.
“Which is why you should teach her. Why leave her here when she needs training and help. Steve, I don't even know how to take care of a kid.” Bucky responds his voice is almost pleading.
“Good thing you missed all of that. Besides you basically raised me, took care of me.” Steve responds. “I need this pal. If I learned anything from recent events, My whole heart isn’t here with her. It’s back there with Peggy, that is not fair to her, I’m not the father she needs.”
“So Sam gets the shield and I get your daughter.” Bucky sighs, patting his best friend's shoulder.
“Eh, I doubt Sam would want to be raising a Super Soldier. Besides you've seen her, what she can do. She needs you Buck.”
“And I need you.” The blonde hair male turns to look at his best friend. The eyes are slightly glossed over. They both know he won't cry no matter how much he wants to.
“Buck-”
“They're going to be pissed.” The man gives a sad chuckle looking back at the lake trying to move past the vulnerable moment.
“Yeah.. they will.” It goes quiet for another moment. “Here's everything about her from S.H.I.E.L.D.” a manilla folder is given over.
“I will take care of her.”