Steve's Diary

July 3, 2016

Dear Diary,

After a long day of driving around and waiting for Sam's guy to take the 10-hour plane ride from the mid-United States, we finally left to meet him.

The car ride was filled with chit chat and questions and absolutely tons of car games- but we, eventually, made it to Leipzig Halle Airport located in Schkeuditz, Germany.

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Pulling onto Parking Level B6, we parked next to a big white van. Not at all suspicious.

We I got out of the car and I was met with the other people I, myself, and Sam had invited.

"Cap," Clint addressed me, walking over.

"You know I wouldn't have called if I had any other choice," I told him, shaking his hand.

"Hey, man, you're doing me a favor," he admitted as Wanda walked up to us and he looked over at her. "Besides, I owe a debt."

"Thanks for having my back," I told her.

"It was time to get off my ass," she replied.

"How about our other recruit?" I asked, itching to know who he (or she?) was.

"He's rarin' to go," Clint told me as he approached the van to open the sliding door. "Had to put a little coffee in him... but he should be good."

The man was laying across the back seat asleep and awoke abruptly after the door slammed open. I looked over at Sam like, seriously?

"What time zone is this?" the man, I remembered Sam had told me was named Scott Lang, asked, clearly disoriented.

"Come on," Clint nudged him, a hand on his shoulder. "Come on."

He made eye contact with me and approached, taking my hand.

"C- Captain America," he smiled. He looked... familiar.

"Mr. Lang," I came back.

"It's an honor," he told me, still shaking my hand. "I'm shaking your hand too long... wow, this is awesome!" he said, sounding all too excited. He turned to Wanda and pointed at me. "Captain America. I know you, too. You're great!" He turned back around and grabbed my shoulders. "Jeez," he commented on my size. I looked back at Bucky who was standing by the car still. "Ah, look, I wanna say, I know you know a lot of super people, so... thinks for thanking of me," he misspoke. He pointed at Sam. "Hey, man!"

"What's up, Tic Tac?" Sam replied. That's it! He's the really, really tiny guy that came to the new Avengers facility to 'borrow some tech'...

"Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time when I-"

"It was a great audition, but it'll never happen again," Sam interrupted him with a chuckle.

"They tell you what we're up against?" I asked Scott.

"Something about some psycho-assassins," he replied.

I nodded. "We're outside the law on this one," I informed him. "So if you come with us, you're a wanted man."

"Yeah, well, what else is new?" he answered... I'm not sure how much I liked the sound of that, but ok.

"We should get moving," Bucky called from far away.

"We got a chopper lined up," Clint relayed to us.

Then, a man started talking on the PA system in German. "They're evacuating the airport," Bucky translated after the man finished. I guess I don't realize how many languages he actually speaks...