I Just Want to Steal Your Innocence
J. B. B. March 10th, 1917. That was etched onto Rosabella's wrist since birth, her soulmark. Her own soulmate would have R. M. S. October 30th, 1992 on their wrist, in her handwriting. When she meets the Winter Soldier, she discovers dangerous secrets that weren't meant to be discovered...
May 8th, 2011
Nineteen year old Rosabella Swan sprinted to keep up with her longer legged boss as they quickly made their way towards the car garage. The blue eyed brunette winced as she thought of the pain her feet would be in later- of all the days she had decided to wear her heels!
"Get in," SHIELD director Nick Fury ordered his assistant, who wordlessly did as he ordered her to, throwing herself into the car as he climbed in following her.
The petite young woman settled herself in, having barely clicked her seatbelt on when the car went screeching out of the garage and towards the Heart of New York City- Times Square. She squeaked loudly in fear as she slid around on the seat a few inches before grounding herself by gripping the arm rests.
The ride seemed to last an eternity, but in reality was only about ten minutes long. The car came to a jolting stop and Fury exited the car, motioning for Rosabella to follow him. She did so, smoothing the front of her polka dotted swing dress with trembling hands as she forced herself to take a calming breath of air in, then out, she stepped out from the vehicle, forcing her face to wear a calm and confident mask as she trailed behind the director.
"At ease, soldier!" Fury barked, and Rosabella saw what all the commotion was about- a tall, well built blond man with a confused look on his face was staring all around him in wonder. Rosabella wasn't blind to the fact that several other black SUV's had encircled them, making her feel nervous. It took everything she had not to start stroking her soulmark, a nervous tick she'd developed from an early age.
"Look, I'm sorry about that little show back there, but… we thought it would be best to break it to you slowly." Fury was speaking again.
"Break what?" the man asked, his eyes flickering between the director and Rosabella.
"You've been asleep, Cap. For almost seventy years," Fury explained bluntly as Rosabella eased out from behind her boss to give the blond a comforting smile.
"You gonna be okay?" she asked him softly as she took a step closer to him.
"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled, scrubbing his face with his hand. "I just… I had a date."