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Bucky's been lost for several hours now. He tried calling the Avengers' East compound, but the number was answered by a young student. He even tried reaching Tony Stark's personal number, but that number was disconnected.
He sits in the internet cafe, shaking his head. It's wrong -- all wrong. The Avengers formed decades before they should have -- in the 70s. Steve was the one frozen in ice for decades... not him. It's like... a strange mirror world based on his own.
Did he slip into another dimension? How? His memory is like swiss cheese, though... he can't remember specific moments clearly.
He looks up the address for the Avengers East -- still the same place, the Maria Stark house. He gets to his feet. He can't just call the normal number -- it'll get ignored. He needs to show up in person. Maybe find Steve; even in a different world, he knows he can trust Steve. And they can help him find Tasha, which is his top priority. If he hadn't screwed up, assumed Tasha would be able to read his style as easily as he read hers in combat, she wouldn't be gone now.
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