Goodbyes are hard. Even those that you know aren't the last. Sometimes unexpected goodbyes are the worst. Like Aunt May. Actually, now that I think of it, I haven't really said goodbye to her yet. I'm not ready to let her go. I still think about her every night, regretting every decision made the day of the attack. It's heavy. She's heavy. But I don't want to let her go, so I keep holding on. It hurts me, but I just can't say goodbye. Not yet.

I groaned, sitting up and rubbing my eyes tiredly. It was the day I had to say goodbye to Shuri. Not forever, but still a long time. Still a hard goodbye. I hate goodbyes. I stood up from the couch and looked over to see Sam, Natasha and Bucky in the kitchen. Natasha and Bucky seemed to be eating breakfast Sam had made.

"Ay, morning kid. How was your sleep?" Sam called over to me as I walked into the kitchen. I didn't really know Sam that well, but from what he's done for me he seems nice. Although I've seen him snap at Bucky and slap the soldier in the back of the head.

I gave Sam a thumbs up, not having the ability to speak to Bucky yet. It sucked that I had to spend time with people so I could talk to them, but it seems to be getting a lot better by the days. Instead of spending seven days with someone in order to speak with them, it's gotten down to around five hours. But that's still a pretty long time just to be able to open your mouth and talk.

"Are you hungry?" Bucky asked me. "I'm done with this bacon if you'd like some."

I gave the soldier a smile of appreciation and snatched a piece of bacon off of his plate. My eyes rolled back at the delicious taste. I turned to Bucky and did the "more" sign in sign language, but more like a question than an order.

Barnes looked confused, so Natasha turned to him. "He's asking if he can have more," She explained to him.

"Oh," Bucky said with understanding. "Yeah, sure, take as much as you'd like. I'm finished."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "What? You don't like my bacon?" He challenged.

Bucky shook his head. "No, I'm just full-"

He was interrupted when Sam flicked his ear.

"Ow."

"Shut up." Sam grabbed Bucky's plate, taking off the last two pieces of bacon and giving them to me. Then he placed the dish in the sink, grabbing his coffee and taking a sip.

I was chewing on the bacon when Shuri walked into the room with a suitcase. I saw an African man standing behind her, and all I could assume was that he was her brother. "Your Highness," Sam greeted as he began to wash the plates.

"Bye Peter," Shuri told me sadly.

I just stared at her with sadness, given her a solemn look. I really didn't want her to go. She was pretty much my only friend at the Tower and not having her would be very hard.

She walked up to me and gave me a hug, I hugged her back. "I'll miss you," I whispered into her ear, knowing Bucky nor T'Challa could hear.

"I'll miss you too," She murmured back, pulling away and caressing my face before returning to her brother's side. "Goodbye everyone, thank you for caring for me!" She called to the rest. I noticed Steve and Tony standing in the doorway, holding hands.

I waved at her, she waved back. She smiled at me as she walked out the door with her older brother, and I was stuck wondering how I didn't figure out she was a princess.