THE GERMAN SPECIAL FORCES and JCTC tracked down Bucky Barnes in Romania. Freedom Fighter joined the authorities in their mission and it lead them to an old apartment complex in the city.
Y/N was on a nearby rooftop wearing his suit and gear. The GSG 9 officers were going to breach and infiltrate the room as the super soldier awaited a call in case things went awry.
In which it did.
Once they breached, he heard yells and grunts through the radio as if they were combatting somebody. After some time, an officer spoke through the comms.
"Es ist Kapitän Amerika! Er unterstützt Barnes! (It's Captain America! He's assisting Barnes!)"
"What the hell?" Y/N muttered.
A backpack flew out of the window and landed on the rooftop of the building below. Bucky jumped off the balcony and landed on the same roof before picking his bag back up.
Y/N leaped off the building he was on and swung over to other building using his billy-club's wire. He got close to Barnes and kicked him down. Bucky rolled back onto his feet and faced Freedom Fighter.
"Barnes..."
The man remembered him, back from their encounter in Vietnam to their scuffle in D.C two years ago. Bucky even recalled reading about him in the Smithsonian and how he was Steve Rogers' son.
Bucky had no time to talk though, and he ran the other way. Y/N quickly wrapped his right leg with his billy-club and tripped him before running forward.
The older super soldier kipped back up and engaged Y/N. The young man weaved away from his hits and landed a couple blows to his abdomen. He already knew of Bucky's fighting style, and swiftly grabbed his metal arm before it could hit his face.
"Do you remember me?" Y/N asked as he still palmed his fist.
"I remember that day." Bucky quickly said. "And I'm sorry."
Despite his apology, his plan was to still get away. He swung his other arm but Y/N evaded the attack and kicked Barnes into the side of a roof vent. He started walking up to the Winter Soldier, but heard somebody drop down behind him.
He turned around to see an incoming vibranium cylinder. Y/N dove to his right to dodge the shield as it hit the roof vent and bounced back into Steve's hand.
"Cap?" Y/N said as he got back up.
"You don't have to do this, son." He pleaded.
"What you're doing isn't going to help." He shot back.
Bucky got back up and started to run. Before Y/N or Steve could chase after him, somebody leaped in and tackled Barnes. He got into a stance, wearing a black panther-like costume. He faced Barnes and brandished his claws.
It was the Black Panther.
"Well...okay." Y/N simply remarked.
The man started fighting Bucky, but since Freedom Fighter didn't know what side he was on, he ran up to try and subdue him. Black Panther immediately noticed Y/N and hit him with a spinning kick that hurled him several feet back. Y/N couldn't have predicted it since he'd never seen him before.
A GSG 9 helicopter flew in and fired their guns at Black Panther, but his suit deflected the bullets. Suddenly, Falcon arrived and disabled the chopper's tail motor.
Bucky fled again with Black Panther and Captain America chasing after him. Y/N got up soon after and followed, leaping off of the building and running along the busy street close behind.
Barnes dropped into a tunnel below and sprinted pass driving pedestrians. Black Panther entered the tunnel, then Steve. Y/N also dropped down and used his own speed to follow them.
Steve ended up stealing one of the task force's cars and used it chase after Bucky and Black Panther. Y/N saw this.
"Did my dad just carjack somebody? What the hell is going on?"
He didn't steal a car but did a similar thing to what Black Panther did, which was to hold on to the back of a moving vehicle and hitch a ride. Y/N took it a step further and mounted the top of it.
Bucky took a motorcycle for himself and sped down the road.
Black Panther tried to pounce but Bucky grabbed him by the neck and threw him away.
Sam soared through the tunnel and was making his way towards Barnes and Black Panther. Y/N didn't even think, and wrapped his billy-club around Falcon's legs in order to gain more distance and speed. He leaped off of the car and let himself get dragged by the flying Sam.
Sam noticed Y/N dangling behind him. "What the—? Are you serious? Get your own ride!"
Black Panther suddenly joined in and leaped onto Falcon's back. They ensued in a struggle as Y/N still hung from his wire.
"Great! A cat too?" Sam exclaimed in between grunts.
Bucky tossed an explosive on a concrete barrier above and blew it up. Sam slowed down which caused Black Panther to dive onto the road. Doing so got him closer to Bucky's bike and he slashed the back tire, causing Barnes to fly off.
Black Panther ran up to Bucky and activated his claws. Before he can attack, Freedom Fighter raced in and tackled the Panther. Y/N threw him a few feet away before getting back onto his feet and facing him. Black Panther also looked back as he got up.
Task force agents and officers arrived at the scene. Steve exited the car and ran up to the group with Sam joining moments later. Both news and police helicopters flew in the sky, then suddenly Rhodey showed up as War Machine. The Accords signee aimed his guns at Bucky, Sam, Steve, and Black Panther.
"Stand down. Now." Rhodey ordered.
Officers surrounding them aimed their guns as well. Steve placed his shield onto his back and raised his hands.
"Congratulations, Cap." Rhodey said. "You're a criminal."
Y/N never thought he'd hear those words. His father, Captain America, a symbol of hope through generations, was now being arrested for assisting the Winter Soldier.
He looked at Steve, who glanced back at him before looking down as authorities started putting him in handcuffs. They did the same to Sam and Bucky.
Meanwhile, Black Panther simply stood there. He raised his hands, retracted his claws, and took off his mask.
It was T'Challa.
Rhodey looked at the Wakandan Prince, who would soon be King. "Your Highness."
Steve, Sam, and T'Challa rode in a cruiser that was a part of the police transport back to the JCTC headquarters. Y/N was in the front with the driver while the three sat in the back behind a metal grate.
"So you like cats?" Sam asked T'Challa rather abruptly.
"Sam." Steve scolded.
"What? Dude shows up dressed like a cat you don't wanna know more?"
They looked at T'Challa and Steve started speaking to him. "Your suit...it's vibranium?"
"The Black Panther had been a protector of Wakanda for generations." He explained. "A mantle, passed from warrior to warrior. And now because your friend murdered my father...I also wear the mantle of king."
He turned towards Steve.
"So, I ask you...as both warrior and king...how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?"
Y/N decided to chime in. "There will be no acts of vengeance here, Your Highness. We will make sure he's psychologically evaluated before extradition."
Sam scoffed. "Here you go speaking all high and mighty. I'm not surprised you're in cahoots with the sweetheart."
"I'm doing this so the world can see that us Avengers could still be counted on." Y/N replied. "But today's stunt might've put a wrench in all that."
"They would've killed him if I didn't step in, Y/N." Steve said. "Only reason they arrested him is because we were there."
"I wouldn't have let that happen. You should've trusted me." His son replied.
"You weren't even in the room. One bullet to the face and they could've covered it up saying he attacked first." Sam cut in.
Y/N paused for a moment before speaking again. "Yeah...okay. Their secret plan could've been to eliminate the terrorist."
Steve didn't like the mention of Bucky being a terrorist. "Do you really believe that?"
"Camera footage said so."
"He said it wasn't him."
"And you believe him?" T'Challa interjected. "So I suppose the many assassinations he committed weren't him as well?"
"It wasn't him." Steve emphasized. "At least not his own mind."
Silence filled the inside of the cruiser before the young super soldier spoke again.
"Like I said, we're going to evaluate him. Then get Barnes the help he needs."
A chuckle left Sam's lips. "Arresting your dad and uncle on the same day?" He scoffed. "Ain't that something."
• • •
THEY ARRIVED AT the Joint Counter Terrorist Centre. Steve, Y/N, Sam, and T'Challa got off of the cruiser, with the older super soldier looking to his right at the sight of Bucky Barnes strapped within a mobile containment unit.
"What's gonna happen to him?" Steve asked as they walked up to the Sharon Carter and a few other agents.
"Sam thing that ought to happen to you." The suited man answered. "Psychological evaluation and extradition."
"This is Everett Ross." Sharon said. "Deputy Task Force Commander."
"What about a lawyer?" Steve asked.
"Lawyer. That's funny." Everett chuckled before speaking to Sharon. "See their weapons are placed in lockup. We'll send them a receipt."
Sam looked over at the agents confiscating their gear. One of the men held his wing suit. "I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that."
The group walked into the building and through a walkway leading to the command center.
"I appreciate your cooperation, Lieutenant." Everett spoke to Y/N. "And I'm also very sorry that things got complicated."
"It's all part of the job." Y/N replied with a sigh.
A/N: Let's all take a second to appreciate Nat's very tantalizing walk in this shot. 🧎♂️
Everett looked back at the rest. "You'll be provided with an office instead of a cell. Now do me a favor, stay in it?"
"I don't intend on going anywhere." T'Challa said.
Natasha joined them soon after. She walked beside Steve and Y/N.
"For the record, this is what making things worse looks like." She told Rogers.
"He's alive." Steve rebutted.
They entered the command center where Tony Stark was currently speaking with Secretary Ross over the phone. He spoke loudly so the newly arrived could hear.
"Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup...Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences...Obviously you can quote me on that because I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir."
"Consequences?" Steve asked as Tony hung up.
He faced Steve and Sam. "Secretary Ross wants you both prosecuted. Had to give him something."
"I'm not getting that shield back, am I?"
Tony, Natasha, and Y/N started walking away.
"Technically, it's the government's property." Natasha answered. "Wings, too."
"But don't worry." Tony glanced back. "I'm sure Ross will give the frisbee to Forrest or something."
That was something Y/N would've been okay with.
Sam shook his head. "That's cold."
"Warmer than jail." Tony shot back.
• • •
TONY AND STEVE sat in an enclosed office space. The billionaire hoped to get Captain America to finally give in and sign the Accords. He continued telling the story of how his life as Iron Man strained the relationship between him and Pepper, especially after promising to retire after the incident with Aldrich Killian.
"Because the truth is I don't wanna stop. I don't want to lose her. I thought maybe the Accords could split the difference." Tony stated.
He got up from his seat and continued.
"In her defense, I'm a handful. Yet, Dad was a pain in the ass, but he and Mom always made it work."
"You know, I'm glad Howard got married. I only knew him when he was young and single." Steve said. "Even with me gone he made time for Y/N when he was a toddler. I appreciate that."
"Oh, really? You two knew each other?" Tony asked with sarcasm in his tone. "He never mentioned that. Maybe only a thousand times."
Tony sighed as he started putting on his coat. "Same went for Y/N for some time. My dad would always bring up the lost kid of Peggy Carter and how he'd wish he did more in trying to find him. With the amount of times he'd talk about it you'd think he'd trade me for him if he had the chance."
Steve never knew Tony felt that away, especially about Y/N. The billionaire was never keen on spilling out his feelings, but it just came out. It was words now, though, and had respect for both Rogers and L/N.
"I don't mean to make things difficult." Steve replied.
"I know, because you're a very polite person."
"If I see a situation pointing south, I can't ignore it. Sometimes I wish I could."
"No, you don't."
Steve looked down. Stark was right.
"No, I don't." He corrected. "Sometimes—"
"Sometimes I want to punch you in your perfect teeth. But I don't wanna see you gone." Tony interjected. "We need you, Cap. The other half of the Sons of Liberty. You alongside your son."
Steve paused for a moment and sighed.
"So far, nothing's happened that can't be undone, if you sign. We can make the last 24 hours legit. Barnes gets transferred to an American psych-center instead of a Wakandan prison." Tony continued. "Y/N made sure to make that a priority."
Steve looked back up at Tony. "Really?"
"He talked with Ross. A part of his repayment for the extraction mission last year." Tony replied. "You might not see it right away, but Y/N cares about Barnes as much as you do."
Steve looked at the pens within the case and grabbed one. He stood up from his seat and fiddled with it.
"I'm not saying it's impossible, but there would have to be safeguards." He told Stark.
"Sure. Once we put out the PR fire, those documents can be amended. I'd file a motion to have you and Wanda reinstated—"
"Wanda? What about Wanda?"
"She's fine." Tony sat down. "She's confined to the compound, currently. Vision and Pietro are keeping her company."
Steve let out a exasperated sigh. "Oh, God, Tony. Every time I think you see things the right way—"
"It's 100 acres with a lap pool." Tony chuckled. "It's got a screening room. There's worse ways to protect people."
"Protection? Is that how you see this? This is protection? It's interment, Tony."
"She's not a U.S Citizen and they don't grant visas to weapons of mass destruction."
"She's a kid!"
"Give me a break!" Tony shouted. "I'm doing what has to be done. To stave off something worse."
"You keep telling yourself that." Steve shot back. "I bet you haven't told Y/N about Wanda's situation, because he damn well wouldn't be okay with the internment of his friend."
Tony stayed quiet. Steve placed the pen on the table.
"Sorry to break up the set."
The super soldier walked out of the office, leaving Tony alone in his own disappointment.
• • •
Y/N, NATASHA, AND TONY stood idly by as they watched the interrogation of Bucky Barnes through the many screens in the security room.
The psychiatrist asked the usual questions and it went along as planned. Suddenly, the power went out and the screens shut off.
Everett Ross quickly spoke into his radio. "Come on, guys, get me eyes on Barnes." He motioned towards other agents and followed them.
Tony tapped the side of his glasses. "Friday, get me a source on that outage."
Y/N had a feeling this was done on purpose. He looked back, seeing Sam and Steve running out of the office. He hoped they had nothing to do with this.
Tony and Y/N walked out of the security room and were quickly joined by Natasha.
"Please tell you brought a suit, Tony." She said.
"Sure did. It's a lovely Tom Ford, three-piece, two-button. I'm an active-duty non-combatant."
"I hope that Rolex of yours shoots lasers then." Y/N said.
Sharon Carter ran by the three. "Follow me."
A reactivated Winter Soldier fought off guards in the lobby. Tony took cover behind a wall and activated the gauntlet from his wristwatch.
"We're in position." Natasha said through the comms.
He peeked out and shot a sonic blast that disoriented Bucky.
Stark ran up and engaged him in a brief fistfight. Bucky picked up a pistol and tried to shoot Tony, but he grabbed the nozzle and blocked the gunfire with his armored palm.
Tony ripped off the slide and hit Barnes across the face with it, but it didn't do much. Bucky then elbowed Tony and kicked him into a set of chairs.
Sharon and Natasha charged at Bucky. The blonde tried kicking him but the Winter Soldier parried each attack. Natasha hit him in the abdomen with her knee, which opened up the chance for Sharon to hit him with a roundhouse kick.
She spun around and tried to kick again, but Bucky grabbed Sharon's leg and threw her aside. Natasha leaped onto Barnes and wrapped her legs around his neck before hitting him multiple times in the head with her elbow.
Bucky made his way towards a table and pinned her to it. He grabbed her throat with his metal arm and started to choke her.
"You could at least recognize me." She groaned under his hold.
Bucky was hit in the face with a baton that retreated back into Y/N's hand. He ran up and kicked him away, freeing Natasha.
"Hands off my gal, Buck."
Winter Soldier and Freedom Fighter engaged in a fight once again. Y/N swung his batons but Bucky seemed to have expected such attacks and dodged them. He tried to land a left hook with his metal arm but Y/N ducked and uppercutted Bucky. He jabbed one of his batons down to try and electrocute him, but Barnes grabbed his wrist before he could.
Bucky punched Y/N twice in the stomach with his free hand before kicking him a few yards away into the same chairs Tony laid beside.
Suddenly, T'Challa leaped off of the second floor railing and landed near Barnes, engaging him in combat next.
Y/N recovered and went to check up on Natasha and Sharon. Tony also got up and caught his breath.
"You okay?" Y/N asked Natasha as he helped her off the table.
She rubbed her neck. "Yeah, sure. It's not like I almost got my trachea crushed by a metal hand."
T'Challa regrouped with the four, having just fought Bucky.
"Where's Barnes?" Y/N asked.
The Wakandan sighed. "He's fled...but he won't be gone for long."
Y/N shook his head and looked back at Tony, who let out an exhale and rubbed his face. Things had gotten a lot more complicated.
• • •
THE THREE ACCORDS supporters were back inside the command center, with many recovering from the escape of not only the Winter Soldier but of Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson.
Thaddeus Ross walked into the room and spoke to them. "I don't suppose you have any idea where they are?"
"We will." Tony answered as he sat in a chair. "GSG 9's got the borders covered. Recon's flying 24/7. They'll get a hit. We'll handle it."
"You don't get it, Stark. None of you do. It's not yours to handle. It's clear you can't be objective. I'm putting Special Ops on this."
"What happens when the shooting starts?" Natasha asked. "What, do you kill Steve Rogers?"
"If we're provoked." He replied without any hesitation, despite Steve's son literally being in the room.
"You don't really mean that, Thaddeus." Y/N spoke. "You're not going to kill any of them. Not even Barnes."
"Even after the damage he's caused? The deaths?" Ross shot back. "Remember Rodriguez? Dalton? Back in the forest? Barnes was going to kill you too."
Y/N recalled their encounter with Winter Soldier in Vietnam. Rodriguez and Dalton were among the soldiers who died during his ambush.
"I agreed at first with your terms, but look around you. There are dead people who could be alive now. Feel free to check my math."
"With all due respect, you're not gonna solve this with boys and bullets, Ross." Tony rebutted. "You gotta let us bring them in."
"How will that end any differently than last time?" He asked.
"Because this time, I won't be wearing loafers and a silk shirt." Tony answered. "72 hours, guaranteed."
"36 hours." He countered before walking off. "Barnes. Rogers. Wilson."
"Thank you, sir." Tony called out. After Ross left, he let out an exhale and held his chest. "My left arm is numb. Is that normal?"
"Well, you are almost fifty. Old man." Y/N quipped.
"That's ironic." He shot back.
Natasha went up to Tony and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You all right?"
"Always." He replied. "36 hours. Jeez."
The redhead crossed her arms and looked through the glass wall of the office. "We're seriously understaffed."
"Oh, yeah. It'd be great if we had a Hulk right about now. Any shot?" Tony asked.
"You really think he'd be on our side?"
"He definitely would not." Y/N chimed in. "After these last couple days, I've seen why people think Ross is an asshole."
"And the fast one? Quickman...or whatever." Tony asked about Pietro.
"I think he still kinda hates you." Natasha said in which Tony shrugged.
She continued. "I have an idea."
"Me, too." Tony said. "Where's yours?"
Natasha's idea was to recruit T'Challa. "Downstairs. Where's yours?"
Tony simply smiled.
"I'm sorry." Y/N cut in. "But I don't have an idea and feel kinda useless in this discussion."
"It's all right." Tony replied and turned to the young man. "I know somebody. You ever been to Queens?"
• • •
PETER PARKER WALKED through the hallway of the apartment and towards the door. He unlocked it and entered his and his aunt's domain.
"Hey, May." He greeted, not even looking into the living room where she sat.
"Hey." She called out. "How was school today?"
Peter placed his keys on the counter and walked towards the dining table across the room. "It was okay. By the way, there's this crazy car parked outside."
He stopped in this tracks once he looked into the living room. He saw his aunt sitting with Tony Stark, Iron Man, and Y/N L/N, Freedom Fighter.
"Oh, Mr. Parker." Tony said.
"Um..." He took off his earbuds and began to stammer. "What are you...Hey! Uh, I'm Peter."
"Tony." He greeted and motioned towards Y/N. "And this is my good friend, Y/N."
"What are you two doing here?" Peter asked.
"It's about time we met. You've been getting my emails, right?" Tony replied as he winked with both eyes. "Right?"
The teenager got the clue and tried to play along. "Yeah...yeah. Regarding the..."
"You didn't even tell me about the grant." May said.
"About the grant." Peter finished.
"The September Foundation." Y/N chimed in, going over the lines in his head Tony wanted him to remember. "A great foundation."
"Right."
"Remember when you applied?" Tony asked.
"Yeah."
"I approved, so now we're in business." He winked again as he sipped his coffee.
"But you didn't tell me anything. What's up with that?" May asked. "You keeping secrets from me now?"
"I just know how much you love surprises so I thought I would let you know.." Peter paused. "Anyway what did I apply for?"
"That's what I'm here to hash out." Tony answered.
"Okay. Hash it out, okay."
Tony glanced at May. "It's so hard for me to believe that she's someone's aunt." He remarked, which garnered an eye roll by Y/N.
"Yeah, well, we come in all shapes and sizes, you know?" May replied.
Tony continued. "This walnut date loaf is exceptional."
"Let me just stop you there." Peter stopped Stark's disguised flirting. "Is this grant...like got money involved or whatever? No?"
"Of course. Look who you're talking to." Y/N motioned towards Tony. "He's going to make sure both you and your aunt well-funded."
"Really?" May asked.
"I can assure you we will." Y/N said with a smile.
Tony gave a look towards the super soldier. That wasn't part of his lines.
"Uh, can we get five minutes with him?" Tony asked May.
"Sure."
May excused herself and the three went inside Peter's room to talk. Tony locked the door and quickly went over towards the trash bin to spit out the food he was chewing.
"As walnut date loafs go, that wasn't bad."
"Look, I definitely didn't apply for your grant—"
"Ah-ah! Me first." Tony interrupted. "Quick question of the rhetorical variety..."
He took out his phone and through a hologram showed footage of a web-slinging vigilante taking down a carjacker.
"That's you, right?"
"Um, no." Peter glanced at Y/N who was standing idly by. "What do you mean?"
Tony switched to a clip of the hero stopping a car from crashing into a bus. "Look at you go. Wow! Nice catch. 3,000 pounds, 40 miles an hour. That's not easy. Not even Forrest could do that."
"Thanks." Y/N replied with a sarcastic tone.
"That's all on YouTube, though, right? That's where you found that? Because you know that's all fake. It's all done on the computer." Peter tried to save face.
Tony looked at Y/N and titled his head towards a hatch on the ceiling. Y/N picked up a broomstick and went over to open it. A red and blue outfit came down on a string and Peter quickly grabbed it and threw it into his closet.
"Uh...that was...uh..." Peter stammered.
"So, you're the Spider-ling. Crime-fighting spider." Tony said.
"Spider-Boy?" Y/N asked.
Peter crossed his arms. "I'm...I'm Spider-Man."
Tony chuckled. "Not in that onesie you're not."
"It's not a onesie."
Peter walked over to his desk and started fiddling with his things.
"Who else knows?" Y/N asked, knowing the teenager was keeping it a secret.
"Nobody."
"Not even your unusually attractive aunt?" Tony asked, in which Y/N slapped him on the side of the arm.
"No. No! If she knew, she would freak out. And when she freaks out, I freak out."
Tony sat down. "You know what I think is cool? This webbing."
He tossed it at Peter who quickly caught it before it could hit his face. He explained how he made his own webbing along with how all of his senses were heightened after getting his powers.
The teenager intrigued Y/N. "Why do you do this? I feel like every person who goes out doing what you do has to have a purpose."
He explained how he had his abilities for barely six months, and instead of using it to do the things he's always wanted to do, which include playing sports, he didn't think it was right. He always loved math and science and was a nerd. If he never played sports before his powers why should he now?
Instead, he wanted to use it for something greater.
"When you can do the things I can, but you don't...and then the bad things happen...they happen because of you."
Y/N had an inkling on what he meant. "You lost someone?"
Peter looked down and didn't answer. He noticed his reaction and the super soldier sat beside him on the twin bed.
"Sorry." He apologized. "But what you're doing is good. Doing your part, helping those in your community." He looked at Peter. "Doing it for them, right?"
Peter nodded, thinking about his uncle. He appreciated the man's words. He also wanted to apologize for Peggy's death, since he heard about it earlier in the week.
"I heard about your mom, and I'm sorry. I know how you feel."
He pat him on the back. "I appreciate it. And from now on, I'm doing what I do in honor of her."
Tony lightly smiled at their exchange. Bringing Y/N along ended up being a good idea, as the teenager and super soldier got to have a heart-to-heart.
"You have a passport?" Tony asked as he got up.
"No, I don't even have a driver's license." Peter answered.
"You ever been to Germany?"
"No."
"Oh, you'll love it."
"I can't go to Germany."
"Why?"
Peter paused for a moment, trying to think of a valid excuse.
"I got homework."
Tony rolled his eyes and started walking towards the door. "I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that."
"No. I'm being serious. I can't just drop out of school."
"Might be a little dangerous. Better tell Aunt Hottie I'm taking you on a field trip."
Peter got up and shot from his web-shooters, sticking Tony's hand to the doorknob. Y/N nodded his head in an impressed manner.
"Don't tell Aunt May." Peter said.
Tony looked directly at the teenager. "All right, Spider-Man."
Peter lowered his arm and nodded. Tony looked back at his webbed up hand.
"Now get me out of this."
"Not until you stop talking about his aunt like she's a willing dame." The super soldier chimed in.
Peter agreed with Y/N and looked back at Stark. Tony sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Fine. Just get this stuff off of me. Please."