New York City docks, 2:42AM

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The Cornelia Marie is no stranger to the city's docklands. Every three weeks, she arrives at the pier with a fresh cargo of fish and shellfish for the city's restaurants and hotels. Her captain's biggest client? The Lensherrs, owners of the most successful chains in the city.

The shipments seem legit. But the Avengers have reason to believe other shipments may be piggybacking inside the crates; shipments that won't see the light of day.

Opium is a premium commodity on the street. This is what they're waiting for. Tonight, they get to blow the lid on this operation and finally get something concrete to nail the Lensherrs' collective asses to the wall.

At Pier Twelve, several Lensherr 'employees' in large black Buicks await the Cornelia Marie's captain and her illicit cargo.

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[cap-a.livejournal.com]

Finally, Steve looks up. He blinks, utter confusion on his face as he looks into the face of his dead brother.

"..."

He swallows, his mouth suddenly a desert.

"Bucky?"

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This isn't the time to tell him, No, not really.

He puts a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Yeah, Steve. It's me. And I'll explain everything, I promise. But for now... the hearse is on its way. Let's respect his sacrifice. Let go."

[cap-a.livejournal.com]

Steve blinks back tears... and embraces Bucky. His dead brother is here, beside him. He's not going to question this right now. He's going to accept it.

Later, they'll talk about how it happened. But for now... Steve's just going to accept this miracle with thanks.