Bucky pulled the hat down farther, doing his best to conceal his face. Steve, Sam, and himself were standing in a crowded plaza. They were supposed to be meeting Willow and Lulu. Warren was waiting in the parking lot with their car. It was better to meet in a crowded place than somewhere with few people, they were less likely to be spotted in a crowd. 

 I'm over here. Bucky heard Willow's voice in the back of his mind, and glanced around. But he didn't see her.  I'm the hot girl in the wheelchair, Lulu's the blonde. To your left. No your other left.

 Bucky finally spotted them, Willow was sitting in her wheelchair and Lulu was standing behind her. "Steve, Sam, I've got eyes on them," he said quietly, and made his way over to Willow and Lulu.

 Lulu had died her normally chocolate brown hair a dark blonde color. Willow's waist length silver hair had been chopped of short and spiky. They both had on large sunglasses and as soon as they saw Bucky, turned and headed in the direction of the parking lot.

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 Once they were in the lot, they could all speak without fear of being overheard. "How'd you get away from SHIELD?" Sam asked, holding the passenger door open for Lulu to climb in.

"Oooh, it was loads of fun," Lulu said, pulling the door closed. 

 They all managed to cram themselves into a small three-rowed minivan. Warren, who was currently the only one not wanted by SHIELD; was driving. Lulu and Sam were sitting in the second row. Willow's wheelchair had to be folded down and shoved into the trunk; Steve, Bucky, and Willow were all crammed into the back seat. Willow sitting in the middle with Bucky and Steve on either side. 

  "Buckle up Buck," Steve said, grinning widely.

"Roger that Rogers," Bucky replied. 

  Sam groaned loudly from the seat in front of them and Lulu sighed and slammed her head against the window, "Oh my god. You two need to be serious."

 "We are being serious, seriously," Bucky laughed, throwing his right arm around Willow's shoulders. "You alright Willow?" He noticed that Willow looked slightly shaken, like something was bothering her.

"I'm fine Buck," Willow replied, "Just stuck in a backseat between two old men. Livin' the dream."

 Bucky knew Willow was lying, but he decided not to press the issue. He'd ask her about it later, when Sam wasn't listening intently to their conversation. 

 "Where are we headed Warren?" Lulu called.

"Safe house."

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 An hour later they were still driving. Lulu and Warren had started arguing over whether or not he knew where he was going. Sam had managed to lean his seat so far back that the seat back was practically resting on Bucky's lap. Whenever Bucky asked him to move it up, he simply leaned it farther back. Steve was drawing something in a small sketchbook. Willow had fallen asleep with her head on Bucky's shoulder. Her right hand resting on top of his metal hand, which he'd let rest on his knee. 

  Bucky knew that everyone in this car meant the world to him. He promised himself that he'd do everything within his power to get them all to the other side of this safely. They were his family, every single one of them. Even Sam, though Bucky sometimes wanted to throw him in front of an oncoming train.