2027, eight years after Thanos. Fifteen years after the Avengers Initiative.

You were in your forties. Forty-eight, but you still felt younger. Still felt like you were finding your way through life. And yet, your purpose - being an Avenger - was gone. Your friends, family, were gone. People you'd met over the years, fought with, befriended, seen as your family. Gone.

Some, yes, were alive. Most of them were MIA. And...after the death of the now physically old Steve Rogers, that was the last straw for you.

You were officially in retirement.

Or so you thought.

Here you are, at home in a small town in Maine. Listening to music. A favourite song of an old friend long gone. The soft jazz tune is playing and you're singing along while baking; muffins.

There's a knock on your door.

And a voice you haven't heard in a very long time.

"Hey. It's Bucky." Bucky Barnes's voice is deep. Of course, you've seen him on tv. Congressman Barnes. So what is he doing here, at your house where you made sure none of the others could contact you?