She nods. "I don't see why not. I'll see if I can get us a plane."
Pulling out her phone, she dialed a number from memory. It was an old contact in Canada who still owed her a few favors. A contact who had access to decommissioned military planes. As promised, she kept the phone on speaker as they spoke. They alternated between English and rapidly spoken French as they first scolded Natasha for not staying in contact, mentioned they saw what happened on the news, then asked what she needed. She detailed her plan, saying she had a friend who would be traveling with her. Once her contact had seen she'd been burned, they'd figured she might need to get away. They were already working on fixing a jet that would suit their needs. It would be ready by the time they got there. She thanked them and hung up.
Turning back to Bucky, she nodded. He'd been sticking to Russian, so she tactfully summarized, "We have transport. We just need to get to Newfoundland to get to it"
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Pulling out her phone, she dialed a number from memory. It was an old contact in Canada who still owed her a few favors. A contact who had access to decommissioned military planes. As promised, she kept the phone on speaker as they spoke. They alternated between English and rapidly spoken French as they first scolded Natasha for not staying in contact, mentioned they saw what happened on the news, then asked what she needed. She detailed her plan, saying she had a friend who would be traveling with her. Once her contact had seen she'd been burned, they'd figured she might need to get away. They were already working on fixing a jet that would suit their needs. It would be ready by the time they got there. She thanked them and hung up.
Turning back to Bucky, she nodded. He'd been sticking to Russian, so she tactfully summarized, "We have transport. We just need to get to Newfoundland to get to it"