They had to be listening. They had to be watching. Tony couldn’t allow anyone to know what he was doing, even if it meant having Bucky’s cooperation. The older man gave the younger a hard look. “We don’t have a choice. I intend on living through this,” he said, trying to convey his plan in thought alone.

Of course it wouldn’t work. Bucky was too proud and too trained. He didn’t see Stark for anything more than a guy born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

“You don’t have to help me but I wish you would. I’m going to need it to get around.”