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Bucky could feel the blood rushing to his face as Stephanie spoke. Steve's daughter? Steve's daughter? Did she [i]really[/i] think he was that gullible? This was some kind of trick. She thought if she confused Bucky with her lies he'd let her walk out of here with Steve's shield. That wasn't going to happen. Bucky tried his best to suppress his rage and feigned surprise and looked around to make sure nobody was coming. Once convinced they were alone and out of view he reached for the cowl of his uniform and pulled it down, revealing his boyish young face and his freshly cut hair, directly contravening the one rule Fury had given him in doing so.

He looked at Stephanie and tried his best to sound earnest.

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Stephanie was stood mere inches away from him, watching Bucky as he feigned shock. After a few seconds passed he looked up at her and smiled, extending his hand towards her in as disarming a manner as he could fashion, and Stephanie reached out to shake it. The second Stephanie's hand was in his Bucky pushed his hip into hers and threw Stephanie to the ground with every ounce of his strength. Steve's shield slipped loose from her arm and Bucky reached for it and pressed it against Stephanie's throat. She was too quick for him, too strong, this was his one shot at finding out the truth and he meant to take it.

"Was I meant to believe that crock?" Bucky fumed, his suppressed rage bursting to the surface. "Steve's daughter? Steve's been dead for sixty years, Carter, and last time I checked you don't look a tick over twenty years old. So you'd tell me what's really going on here or so help me God I'll crush your larynx in two."