strongerthanyouknow | Unnamed Legends/Avengers Verse

The Waverider isn't foreign to having the every now and again visitor, picked up in the middle of a mission. Dragged along for one. Dropping off, like so much chaff or a wayward puppy. The Avengers aren't exactly that, but at the end of the day The Avengers aren't Sara's concern. Her people are. Time is.

Cleaning house, and sweeping the people out, brings with it a sort of peace.
Another check in the books, that means they are at the end of the mission.

Means they can pretend for five or ten minutes, they're normal. Eat a damn meal all together, without everyone running off helter-skelter, guns at blazing. Means she can get some rest, in a bed really, really not made for three, but they've found ways to make it work, and there's nowhere else she'd be. Just a few more loose ends and mission notes to tie up. Then, a cursory glance over the timeline to see what and where Gideon thinks they should be headed next, and she'll be done with today.

[ For Bucky's Request To Come Aboard & Steve/Sara Conversations About This ]

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This is where he wanted to be. Steve had to tell himself that this was a good idea, over and over again, even if he thought deep in his gut that it wasn't. T'Challa had suggested the Waverider. A group, hidden, a group nobody knew about that would be a good fit for Bucky if he didn't want to sit still in Wakanda.

Bucky wanted this. Bucky wanted to take time for himself, find himself, and Steve knew that he had to give this to his friend if he ever wanted his friend back. He didn't have to like it.

At least Tony wouldn't find Bucky here. He wasn't sure if this was the right fit for Bucky, but he would respect his best friend either way.

Mick makes his way in after a quick round of the ship, making sure things were quiet and in order. Beer in hand he walks into her room without knocking, pausing only to strip off his customary black jacket and gloves.

"So what's the deal with New Guy? He stickin around?"

Leonard picked up on it far sooner than he'd liked to admit. Bucky's latching onto... Sara... the team... this ship.... as some sort of space he could earn his right to be himself on. And he saw it the second Sara already knew, before he even fully found the words to ask her, that she would say yes. If it's what he wanted, what he needed, she-- they-- could-- would-- be there to fill it, for however long it may take, but knowing it would only always be temporary. Because he had people to return to.

But.
It doesn't mean Leonard has to like it.
He doesn't ever go out of his way to buck her Captain Decisions in front of people, not these kind, at least. Not unless he can't find a way to hold his tongue and discuss it later, or he sees something so glaring that it can't be ignored. But later. When she's alone? It's all absolutely fair game.

"You know," he spins in her chair at the desk in her office as she walks in. "we keep picking up strays like this, we're gonna run out of room." That was how conversations start, right?

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{I don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it | Sara/Leonard