"Too bad. That one seems nice." It was more pizza, more pleasant talking, and this time, Bucky was Bucky for almost a full hour straight before he went catatonic again. Nothing Steve did it said got through to him.

So when he emerged from his room after what had to be a very emotionally trying few hours, it wasn't Natasha to greet him. It was Wanda.

Her large eyes looked mysteriously as she looked up at him, lips pressed into a thin line.

"I can help."