Narrator's POV

"Hmph." Matt shifted as he awoke from what seemed like forever. The pressure in his head was huge, he was hanging upside down. He could hear heartbeats around him. Two of them were familiar. "Clint, James." He strained.

"Dammit it. He woke up." Bucky said. "I was hoping I'd get to pour water on him."

"Matthew Murdock." Came Clint's voice. "Been a while."

"Sure has." Matt answered.

"So you kidnap children now?" Clint asked.

Matt laughed. "What?"

"Oliver. You had the kid with you." Bucky said.

"Yes. I know." Matt tried getting up, but felt tugging at his arms. "Why am I tied? And where am I?"

"You're in my house." Came another voice.

"Sorry, who are you?" Matt asked.

Suddenly the ropes around Matt tightened.

"H-Hey friend." Matt said. "I kinda need to breathe."

"You took my son."

Matt stopped struggling. "Oh, you must be Oliver's father." He stretched what he had of a hand out for the voice to shake. "I'm Matt."

"I'm not here to play games." Came another voice, and the ropes around Matt tightened more.

"Why did you take him and what-"

"Daddy. Papa."

Matt listened, it was Oliver.

"Oh, hey sweetie."

The ropes around Matt eased.

Oliver jumped into Stephen's arms.

The two put their foreheads together.

"How's your eye?" Stephen asked.

"It's getting better." Oliver said. He looked around, seeing Bucky, Clint, Tony and Matt. Matt was upside down tied up with some of Stephen's ropes around him. "What's going on here?" He asked.

"We're questioning the man who hurt you." Stephen said.

"Hi, Oliver." Matt waved.

Oliver smiled at him. "Matt didn't hurt me." He said.

"That's right. I've only known Oliver for two days, and I'd die for him." Matt said.

"He took care of me after Bucky left." Oliver smiled at Stephen.

"Excuse me, James left you?" Tony asked.

Everyone now looked at Bucky.

"Okay, I was wrong." Bucky admitted. "He lies."

Stephen dropped Matt on the floor.

"Mmm..." Matt groaned.

"I can't believe you left Oliver in that building." Tony said.

"In my defense Matt never lied, he never kept secrets when I knew him." Bucky said. "So if this is anyone's fault, it's his." He tried his best to explain himself to Tony.

"I'm so sorry." Stephen said, offering a hand to Matt. "I've just been so worried about Oliver that I let it go to my head."

"D-Don't sweat it." Matt said, putting a hand to his head.

It was taking him a few minutes to get all the blood in his head to go back into his body.

"Here, let me fix you some tea." Stephen said, helping Matt up.

///0///0

"Thank you." Matt said as Stephen poured some tea into a tea cup for him.

"So, you're Matthew Murdock." Stephen said.

"That's correct." Matt nodded. "Layer by day, devil by night."

Stephen looked at him. "Why Daredevil? If you don't mind me asking."

"The city named me that after some incidents that happened in Hell's Kitchen." Matt said. "And you are..."

"Stephen Strange." Stephen said.

"You're Stephen Strange? The neurosurgeon?" Matt asked.

Stephen scoffed. "Was." He poured himself some tea.

"Oh." Matt nodded. He sipped on his tea.

"So Matt, why don't you talk to me about what happened over all?" Stephen asked him.

"Well, I was watching the city. Halloween night is always one of the busiest. Things go wrong all the time." Matt said. "I was just listening for anything out of the ordinary. Everything was alright for the first few hours until I heard a scream, and it wasn't a woman's or a man's. It was a child. That's when I decided to go investigate." Matt said. "Once I had gotten to the source of the sound, the place was empty. Then I heard someone coming and hid. A few young boys came in looking for Oliver."

"Peter and Wade." Stephen said.

"I suppose... Wait, which one was the one that punched me?" Matt asked.

"What about the blood? How did it get there?" Stephen asked.

"I didn't catch that, but I did taste the iron in the air from it." Matt said.

"It was me." Oliver said.

Stephen and Matt turned to him.

"I wasn't going down without a fight." Oliver said. "I used this trick Bucky taught me."

"Sorry, what?" Tony turned to Bucky.

Everyone turned to him.

"Yeah, what you do is you take a-"

"Okay!" Bucky stood up. "The kid clearly has a wide imagination." He said. "There's no need to discuss anything else. What's important is that he's home and safe." Bucky said, going over to Oliver and picking him up. "And I am so glad that you are." Bucky said, bringing his forehead to Oliver's.

Oliver laughed, smiling.

"So it is true." Matt smiled. "James does have a heart."

"I advise you shut up before I kick your a-"

"Okay!" Tony jumped in. "Who wants to stay for dinner?"

"Oh, yes." Stephen said. "I have enough for everyone."

"I can't. I have to go back to my family. It's pizza night." Clint said.

"Oh." Stephen looked at him. "Well, I have enough for everyone else."

"Great." Tony said. "I'll get the boys." He kissed Stephen's cheek and walked upstairs.

///0///0

"This is amazing. Thank you Stephen." Matt said.

"Thank you. I tried to get the perfect balance between vegetables and protein." Stephen smiled at him.

"You know, Mr. Barnes made some bomb tacos last time he was here." Peter said.

"Oh, yeah!" Wade said. "Those were really good."

"Wait, aren't you the one who punched me?" Matt asked Wade, recognizing his voice.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Wade said, drinking out of his glass of water.

Oliver sat next to Bucky, happily eating. He noticed Bucky had a hand to his cheek with his elbow to the table and was only poking at his plate. He poked him.

Bucky looked at Oliver, raising a brow. He then noticed Oliver's hand sliding closer to him under the table. He looked around at the others.

They were having a conversation about politics and whatever. Bucky really didn't care for politics all that much.

He reached under the table and opened his hand for Oliver.

Oliver placed something in his hand.

Bucky pulled his hand back and saw what Oliver had given him.

It was a Jolly-Rancher, green apple flavor.

Bucky's favorite.

He smiled and looked back up at Oliver, who was pretending like nothing happened. "Hmph." Bucky shook his head, smiling.

He put the Jolly-Rancher in his shirt pocket.

///0///0

"Thank you very much. It was delicious." Matt said, halfway out the door.

"Come back any time." Stephen said.

"Will do." Matt laughed. "Bye!"

"Bye."

"Goodbye!" Oliver waved goodbye.

"Bye, Ollie." Matt said, laughing a little as he stepped out of the house. In between all the chirping crickets and wind running through the wind, Matt could hear another heartbeat outside. "James?"

"Mm." Bucky nodded.

"What're you still doing here? I thought you were gone." Matt said as he stood on the porch, now standing beside Bucky.

"I thought you might need a ride home." Bucky answered.

Matt looked at him. "Hm." He smiled and let his ongoing stare fall to the ground. "If this is another one of those "let's stop on the side of the road and ditch you" games, I don't want it."

"No. Not this time. I'm actually serious." Bucky said.

Matt turned to Bucky and smiled. "Thanks. I'd greatly appropriate that."

"Now, don't be getting all soft on me."  Bucky said.

"With you? Never." Matt laughed, giving Bucky a playful punch on the chest. He felt something hard against his knuckles. "What's this?" He asked, feeling around Bucky's chest. "James are you..."

"No." Bucky pulled away from Matt. He pulled out the Jolly-Rancher Oliver had given him earlier. "It's a candy. Oliver gave it to me under the table. Don't tell anyone, or I'll have to kill you."

Matt laughed. "I promise. I promise."

"Good." Bucky laughed along.

The two quieted down after a short while and stood quietly on the porch, listening to the sounds of nature.

"The kid really grows on you." Bucky said.

"Oh, now look who's getting all soft." Matt laughed.

"Oh, shut up." Bucky laughed.

"How's Steve?"

"Old."

"Oh."

Bucky took his keys out of his pocket and shook them. "You want a ride or not?"

Matt laughed. "Yeah." He smiled at Bucky.

Bucky smiled at him.