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Y/N threw up almost immediately after stepping through the portal, back into her hotel room.

"You really don't like that, do you?" She grumbled, kneeling in front of the toilet. She leaned back against the wall, resting for a few moments. Her hand found its way onto her stomach, caressing it. "You're in there aren't you? You're father's going to be so excited when I tell him.... We had a fight. You probably heard it though. Sorry about that.... We can both be so stubborn sometimes." She laughed. "Wow. You really have no chance. You're going to give us a run for our money, kid.... But we'll love you anyway.... I'll love you."

Y/N eventually got up and changed into something more comfortable. Curly-ing up on her bed, he turned on the tv and ordered room service. As she was tipping the staffer that brought her the food, her phone began ringing off the hook.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," she said, shutting the hotel door and hurrying to her phone. She was surprised to see Tony's name on the screen. "Tony?" She quietly answered.

"Please tell me you're okay!" Tony panicked on the other end. "Are you okay?"

"Tony, breathe. What are you talking about?"

"The UN in Vienna was bombed. Are you not with Natasha?"

"The UN was bombed?!" Y/N rushed over to change the tv station to the news. Tony was right.

"I take it that you're not with Nat then?"

"No."

"Thank goodness," Tony sighed. "When I heard, I thought the worst."

"I'm okay, Tony. I'm safe in my London hotel room."

"That's... that's... I'm glad you're safe."

"Do they know who-" Loud knocks sounded on her hotel room door. "Someone's here for me but, Tony, we need to talk."

"Then come home."

"I'll see you soon. Love you." Y/N hung up the phone rushed to the door. Steve, Sam, and Sharon were on the other side. "I just heard about the UN. Have any of you heard from Nat?"

"Not yet," Steve replied.

"We're heading to Vienna with Sharon," Sam said. "You coming?"

"I don't know," Y/N shook her head. "I really-"

"Y/N," Steve's tone held one of pain. "They're blaming Bucky. He's the suspect."

~~~

Y/N and Steve watched the first responders from across the street. Trying to disguise themselves with baseball caps and sunglasses. The twins spotted Natasha across the way. Steve pressed some things on his phone before holding it up to their ears.

"Yeah?" Nat answered.

"You alright?" Steve asked.

"Ah, yeah, thanks. I got lucky." They watched as she looked around and stood up. "I know how much Barnes means to you and Y/N. I really do. Stay home. You'll only make this worse. For all of us. Please."

"Are you saying you'll arrest me?"

"No. Someone will. If you interfere. That's how it works now."

"If he's this far gone, Nat, I should be the one to bring him in."

"Why?"

"Because I'm the one least likely to die trying."

"Just don't bring Y/N into this. Keep her safe and out of it."

"Too late," Y/N responded before Steve hung up.

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