Travelin' Light // TFATWS

11

Sharon drove herself and the others to her High Town apartment.

Once they arrived and entered, the five looked around and saw numerous pieces of art.

Sam chuckled and said, "Looks like breaking all those laws is treating you well."

Sharon shrugged. "At some point, I thought if I had to hustle, I might as well enjoy the life of a real hustler. You know how much I'll get for a real Monet?"

Lottie glanced around and said, "Nice place."

Sam scoffed as he turned to Sharon. "Easy. Deactivate your hustle mode. You sell fake Monets."

"No," Zemo said. "She means real. This gallery is specialized in stolen artwork. Monet. Van Gogh. Classics."

Bucky nodded as he said, "It's true. You know, half the artwork in museums like the Louvre is fake."

Lottie glanced at Bucky, then to Sam and Daniel before adding, "Real stuff sets in places like this."

Sam chuckled as he pulled out his phone. "Okay, guys, I see what you're doing. You're more world than good old Sam and Danny."

Bucky said in a condescending tone, "Yeah. What's Google say?"

"No shit."

"Come on," Sharon said. "You guys need to change." She stopped a door, waiting for Sam to join. "I'm hosting clients in an hour."

She led them upstairs to where she lived. There was a large living room, a couple bedrooms, and numerous bathrooms.

Sharon glanced to Lottie and said, "You're welcome to wear anything in the closet."

Lottie nodded. "Thank you."

---

She made her way to the closet and rifled through, finding a 40s style blue dress.

She slipped it on and began combing her hair.

A knock sounded on the door and she said, "Open."

Daniel entered and smiled. "You look beautiful, doll."

"Thank you."

"Lottie, are you okay? It can't have imagined that was easy."

"It wasn't, but I'm okay, Danny. I promise."

He kissed her temple with a soft smile. "Shall we join the others?"

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The two made their way back to the main living area and saw that Sam, Bucky and Sharon were already there.

Sharon smiled as she looked at the three before saying, "Much better."

Sam, who was still looking at jackets, glanced over to Sharon and asked, "What's going on, Sharon? You don't ever wanna come back home?"

"They'll lock me up if I ever step foot back in the States. Madripoor doesn't allow extradition."

"I'm sorry I didn't call, but after the Blip and the chaos, I just..."

"Look, you know the whole hero thing is a joke, right?" She tucked a strand of hair back. "I mean, the way you gave up that shield, deep down, you must know it's all hypocrisy."

"He knows," Zemo said with a shrug. "And not so deep down."

"By the way, how is the new Cap?"

Bucky and Daniel, who were sitting on the couch, replied, "Don't get me started."

Sharon scoffed. "Please. You two three into all that stars and stripes bullshit. Before you were his pet psychopaths," she gestured to Zemo as she sat next to Bucky, "you were Miss and Mr. America! Cap's best friends and big brother."