Things

To toy with something, play with it is to acknowledge its existence.

He played with it. Maybe this was more dangerous that he thought.
Someone said to him, Wanda, maybe Strange; that an item belonging to, or given by someone, if focused hard enough, can be used as a pathway of sorts. A transistor.

He held it.

She had given it to him. A star pendant.
"Really Nat?"
She smiled. "What? Stars are great things."

Galaxies passed him by as he thought about it, out a window only he knew of. Him & Daisy.

"They're one of the only things able to transcend time, & the person lucky enough to see one, gets a wish of their choice."

Wait. ....He felt a groove he hadn't noticed before.
He traced it for an opening gently, adrenaline coursing through him.

"& what did you wish for?"

Click, open.

He looked deep into her eyes, better, brighter & deeper than any nebula.

No.

"I already have it."

Daisy broke his thoughts as she walked in the room unexpectedly, "Bucky, we're he- Bucky?"

Inside was her wish. The star had a hidden opening, revealing the Black Widow insignia lapped into a blue star, etched.
He stated at it for what could have been centuries, space time granting him this.

Daisy spoke again, Bucky both conscious & not of how much time, if any at all had passed. "...Bucky." Her voice too close & far.
"Uh yeah, got it." He said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Another silence. "....You okay?"

The communication of his transistor was his & his alone.
A reminder.

Earth was untouched, he had to make sure it stayed that way. That Natalia could live her life & have stars to look up at. His, he added selfishly.
Bucky set it down on his bed. "Let's go."

Too far for her to see.