Bucky was the only one in the room who looked completely nonplussed, even Sam Wilson looked shaken up as if he had suffered from these dreams as well. Nothing had got through to Bucky, his own nightmares were too strong to let Loki or Thor get into his head, and neither one of them knew the Bucky in their world well enough to force the issue through familiarity.

"I dreamed about that too, sort of, but only some of those names. The conversation was like bad static, maybe I missed the others," said Sam, scrubbing at the top of his head. Luckily, he was good in a crisis, he had to be in order to do this job. "Okay, so maybe we have something to do with an actual alien invasion, God knows what, but I don't see how we can help no matter where we go."

"I haven't had any dreams," Bucky admitted, still looking at everyone like he might actually be dreaming now. "I don't know what you're talking about. Steve-- you know what's going on?" Why was he the only odd one out, but his name was mentioned?