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Captain America Part 5

The walk back to the allied camp took a couple days with all the wounded soldiers that were with us. Unfortunately there were more wounded than there were more wounded than there were capable men but with the tanks and trucks that had been stolen, it made transporting them easy. Steve, the ever noble soldier and gentlemen, had refused to give me a gun at first but after killing a number of Nazi soldiers back at the factory and words from Bucky, he gave me a rifle but not before giving me quick instructions on how to use it. Back on Asgard I was a warrior maiden, not just a maiden. This treating me like I was fragile was starting to get slightly on my nerves. Steve may have been genetically enhanced supersoldier but I was a soldier too.

When we arrived at the camp, Steve, Bucky and I approached Colonel Philips and Peggy who were waiting and watching us with complete shock.

"I'd like to surrender myself for disciplinary action," Steve announced, stopping at a standstill.

Philips turned to Peggy and raised an eyebrow. "Faith huh?" he asked. He came back around and stared at me. "Would you like to explain what in god's name is she doing here? I've got men looking all over the country for you, Miss Ellis."

"Well I'm not your problem," I told him. "Johann Schmidt is your problem. He's come across a weapon of my people. Bucky can I have the rifle?" Bucky handed me the rifle in his hands and I fired it at a tree, completely disintegrating it.

"What in god's name is that?" Philips jumped.

"Schmidt has a whole army outfitted with weapons like this," Steve answered, backing me up. "Tanks too. I think you should listen to Astrid, she knows what made it."

"It's called the Tesseract," I explained, following Philips and Peggy away from the watching soldiers. "And it belongs to my people but it was hidden here thousands of years ago to keep it away from those who would use it wrongly. Is Howard here? He needs to see this, maybe find a way to neutralize the weapons. Track the Tesseract. "

"And Schmidt has it?" Philips growled. "And what the hell do you mean by my people? You said you were human, didn't you?"

I paused. "I lied. I come from a placed called Asgard."

"Asgard?" Philips laughed. "You're talking Norse Gods, Thor, Odin, Loki, that kind of Asgard. There really is something wrong with you, isn't there?"

I ignored him. "Schmidt has something of mine, a dagger. It's called the Tonn Dragon Er or Dragon's Tooth. It can absorb raw power. If you can get me to that dagger I should be able to neutralize the effects of the Tesseract."

"I ain't getting you anything apart from a cell whilst you tell me why you killed two of my men," Philips retorted. He signalled to the MP's than pointed at me.

"Wait!" I pleaded. "I'm not lying! I come from Asgard and I'm a warrior. The Asgardian's have been around for millions of years…Colonel Philips please-there are five other Infinity Stones out there and if Schmidt knows about the Tesseract he will most likely stop at nothing to get the rest including destroying this world and all the people in it."

"You still killed two of my men," Philips pointed out.

"Well by human standards I'm a couple hundred years old so if you're gonna try and shoot me, shoot me," I replied, "I doubt it will do any good. But if you're not, then maybe, just maybe, we can find that damn stone." I folded my arms, "anyway I can get myself something to wear that's not covered in mud?"

Philips sighed. "Fine, Miss Ellis. For now I will trust you but any wrong moves and I will have you shot, useful or not."

I breathed out a sigh of relief and turned to face both Steve and Bucky. "What?"

"So you look human," Bucky frowned.

"You look Asgardian," I corrected. "And yes, before you ask, it all works the same, Bucky."

"Why are you here?" Steve asked me.

I shook my head. "I can't tell you-I am sorry Steve." Like I wanted to tell them I was in exile because I murdered someone.

"Captain Rogers, we'll put a team together to stop Schmidt," Philips assured him. "I want you to keep an eye on Miss Ellis," he declared, pointing at me. "See if we can't sort this problem out. You're all dismissed."

"I'm starving," I announced when the three of us stepped out of the tent. "Let's get some food!"

She's lost the dagger!

How can she have lost the dagger?

That man in the red skull knows more than he should and she should not know what the dagger does…it can be potentially deadly for us if she figures it out. I leant back and stared at the images before me, she was sitting in some kind of temporary establishment eating and flicking small round green objects off her metal plate at the soldier they had rescued. Her heart rate and chemical response assured me of one thing-she liked him.

This wouldn't affect the plan but it would be an annoyance.

The Tesseract was so far in reach, all the others were busy with their own assignments so sending in another soldier wasn't worth the risk. I curled my fists up and hit the table in front of me. This should be done by now!

Patience was certainly not a virtue I possessed.

Soon…soon we would have the Tesseract which meant that we would have two out of six stones. Everything was coming along nicely.

"I said Astrid, are you okay?" Bucky questioned again as we in the back of the train, making our way into London.

"Huh?" I frowned, looking at him in a kind of daze. "Um-yeah, sorry Bucky...where's Steve?" I asked, noticing the remarked lack of tall and muscular.

"Went to get something to eat," Bucky spoke, reminding me. "Are you ok? You seem a little out of it."

"Just tired is all," I lied, slipping down slightly in the seat. "It's good to feel like a soldier again."

"Are you telling me you like this?" Bucky frowned, pointing to the countryside. "You like war?"

"Oh no!" I gasped. "It's not that I like war, Bucky. I just don't like bigger guys picking on the little guys. Hitler is a psychotic bully. I don't like bullies."

Bucky laughed. "You sound like Steve."

I leant over. "Well at least I don't look like him because frankly that would put a dampener on this thing we've got going here."

"And what's that?" Bucky asked, trying not to smirk.

I chuckled. "As if I haven't seen you looking at me. There's a glass panel in the car," I pointed out. "And not that I haven't been looking at you, Mr Barnes…I can stop if you're uncomfortable with it."

"No, no," he waved it off, "continue."

I laughed. "I'm glad Philips let you come. You and Steve are good together."

"You're one of us," Bucky pointed out. "Alien or not…gosh-did that just sound as weird to you as it did to me?"

I smiled and leant up against his shoulder. "Say Bucky…what are you going to do when this is over?"

"Marry you I imagine," he shrugged.

I raised an eyebrow. "You're making fun of me."

Bucky laughed and cupped my face in his hands. "Me? Never…" He leant down and gently kissed me. "I'm still gonna take you dancing."

I blushed. "I'm not objecting to that."

Steve suddenly cleared his throat and we jumped away like we'd be caught with our hand in the cookie jar. "Am I going to need to chaperone you two?" he inquired sternly.

Bucky and I looked at each other and smirked. "No!"

Steve sat back down. "We're almost in London," he announced.

I looked at Bucky with a shy smile but I was unable to ignore that thing in the back of my head…should I tell him?