(A/N: Please comment and tell me what ya'll think of this story... Some of you are awful quiet.)
Valencia was filing her nails on the top of a, very high, building. She was waiting for Natasha and Steve to come up with Jasper Sitwell, the hydra agent that had worked for Shield. Sam had brought Sitwell to them in a blackened car, where Steve and Natasha were going to interrogate him or, you know, throw him off the building.
The door she was leaning next to slammed open and a bald man in a business suit was kicked through the doorway, Natasha and Steve following him, on to the roof. Valencia put her sharp nail file in her back pocket, kicking away from the wall, and observing the scene in front of her.
"Tell me about Zola's algorithm." Steve demanded calmly, as Sitwell nervously walked backwards towards the edge of the roof.
"Never heard of it!" Sitwell said, huffing and puffing.
Steve didn't relent on his questioning, "What were you doing on the Lemurian Star?"
"I was throwing up," Sitwell smartly answered, "I get seasick."
Steve, unamused by Sitwell's answer, grabbed on to the bald man, holding him over the edge of the building with a glare.
Sitwell smirked, "Is this little display meant to insinuate that you would throw me off the roof? Because that's really not your style, Captain Rogers."
Valencia raised an eyebrow from behind them, covering up a snort with a cough. Steve glanced behind his shoulder at her, then he turned back to Jasper Sitwell and smiled.
"You're right." The hero said, letting go of the man. "It's not." Steve stepped aside, "It's hers."
Natasha kicked the well dressed man off the building. Valencia calmly walked to the edge and watched him fall.
"What about that girl from accounting?" Natasha asked Steve, "Laura?"
"Lilian." Steve corrected, "With the lip piercing right?"
Natasha nodded, "She's cute!"
Steve shook his head, "I'm not ready for that."
Valencia snorted and raised her brunette brows, "What about the girl at the front desk, Amanda, I think… She seemed to like you, Captain Rogers." The bronze woman said, mimicking how the woman practically purred out Steve's name.
"Don't you start, Val." Steve retorted, mocking the way Sam said Valencia's name.
Before Valencia could reply, Sam flew up and dropped Sitwell back on the roof. The three turned around and walked towards them. Sitwell raised his hand in surrender and proceeded to tell them about the Zola's algorithm.
"Zola's algorithm evaluates people's past," Sitwell smirked at Valencia, "To predict their future."
Steve stepped in front of Valencia protectively, "What then?"
Sitwell looked down, now aware of the danger he was now in. "Oh God, Pierce is going to kill me."
"What then?" Steve demanded, taking a threatening step towards the bald man.
"The helicarrier swipes people of the list," Sitwell paused, "A few million at a time."
"Oh my God." Valencia muttered out, her hand over her mouth.
"We have to get to headquarters." Steve said, running a hand through his hair, "Sam, Valencia, meet us downstairs. Nat, secure Sitwell and come with me."
Everyone broke away, Nat and Steve taking Sitwell back into the building.
"Looks like it's me and you, Val." Sam said slyly, smiling jokingly at the short woman but Valencia was too distracted to pick a playful fight with him.
"Did you see the way Sitwell looked at me?" She muttered, with a thoughtful look on her face. "Do you think he knows who I am?"
Sam shook his head, "No, even if he did, what does that matter?"
Valencia looked hardly at Sam, "What if Hydra already knows I exist? That I'm Nick Fury's daughter." The brunette's eyes widened, "What if my mom is on that list?"
Sam put his hands on Valencia's shoulders and softly shook her, "Calm down, Val. That's what we're going to put an end to, isn't it?"
Valencia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "You're right Sam." She said, shaking her head.
"I know I'm right! Now come on girl, we gotta get downstairs." Sam said, letting go of Valencia's shoulders and grabbing her around the waist.
"Your hands are a little low there-" Valencia was cut off by Sam jumping off the building. She held in a scream as she clutched on to Sam, her eyes wide. The mahogany man just laughed at her and landed in front of the building, where Steve, Natasha and the car were waiting.
As soon as they touched the ground Valencia let go of Sam and slapped his chest, glare fastened on her face.
"Are you outta your damn mind? A little warning would have been nice!" Valencia exclaimed, stomping over to the car.
Sam just laughed as he put his wings and goggles in the trunk of the car. Valencia rolled her eyes and got in the backseat. Natasha was beside her in the middle and Jasper Sitwell was sitting next to her. Steve was in the front seat.
"His hands were a little low, don't you think, Valencia?" Steve muttered to Valencia over his shoulder.
Valencia raised an eyebrow at him, though he couldn't see the sly smile on her face. "Why do you care, Captain Rogers?" She replied smartly, raising a delicate brow.
Steve cleared his throat and said nothing. Natasha nudged Valencia and gave her a knowing look. Sam got in the driver's seat of the car and started driving towards Shield headquarters.
"Insight's launching in a couple of hours, we're cutting it a little close here." Natasha said, leaning to the front seat.
"I know, we're going to override the DNA scans and get into the helicarriers directly." Steve informed her.
"What?" Sitwell exclaimed, "That is a terrible, terrible-" Something landed on the top of the car and flung Sitwell out.
It all happened so fast. Valencia looked to Natasha and the redhead nodded to her. Natasha flung herself to the front seat and kicked Sam and Steve out the way of the bullets while Valencia hit the floor of the backseat of the car, narrowly missing the bullets meant for her and Natasha.
Sam put the car in park quickly and a man in dressed in all black with a metal arm flipped off the car but landed on his feet.
"Who is that?" Valencia exclaimed, as the man stood up, facing the car. Before anyone could answer her, an SUV rear ended them, making them barrel forward. The man with the metal arm flipped on to the top of the car once more, ripping the steering wheel out. Natasha shot into the top of the car, hopping to hit the man.
"Valencia, front, now!" Natasha yelled, and Valencia maneuvered herself to the front and on to Sam's lap, who, for once, was too scared to make a joke about their suggestive position.
The SUV rammed into them again, making the car start to spin out of control. Steve grabbed his shield and put it to one of the doors. He grabbed on to Valencia, and she grabbed on to Sam. "Hang on!" The hero exclaimed, ramming against the car door. It fell off the car and all of them hung on to each other as the skidded down the road. Sam and Valencia rolled away from Natasha and Steve, who were still hanging on to the door. Valencia landed on top of Sam, but then quickly jumped up and ran. The metal-armed man had shot Steve off the bridge, and was now shooting at Valencia, Sam, and Natasha with a semi automatic, with his comrades behind him also shooting at them. Valencia hid with Natasha behind a car, with Sam on the other side of them.
"Run!" Natasha ordered Valencia, and the bronze woman followed her instruction, with Sam not to far behind her.
As Natasha occupied the metal-armed man, Sam and Valencia hid behind a car, waiting for their chance to attack.
"Okay you got the one on the right, I got the left." Sam said to Val and she nodded, taking the nail file out her back pocket. Sam muttered a 'now'. And the two came from behind the car, Sam attacking the man on the left. Valencia ran out and kicked the man in the back of his leg, making him fall back towards her, she grabbed the man by his hair and jutted her nail file in his jugular before kicking him off the bridge. She wiped her nail file on her pants, pocketing it again. She then looked to Sam, who was watching her with a rifle in his hand.
"Wow…" Sam trailed off, looking at her with wide eyes making Valencia roll her own. "Just shoot." She replied hastily, pointing at where Steve was below them. Sam followed her instruction, yelling, "Go! I got this!" to Steve. After Sam had shot of all of the operatives. He ran back to the car to get his wings, telling Valencia to stay and wait for him.
"What's with men and telling me to wait?" Valencia muttered to herself, as she grappled down the bridge, using one of ziplines the men had left on a car. Once she was on her feet, she ran towards the gun shots. As she came up to Natasha hiding behind a car, the bronze woman stopped, seeing the metal-armed man above the redhead, aiming at her.
Valencia opened her mouth to scream for Natasha, but Steve quickly deflected the man, and the two began to fight. The brunette ran towards Natasha and ducked behind the car.
"What happened?" Valencia said, tearing the bottom of her shirt for a makeshift bandage.
"My shoulder. I got shot in my shoulder." Natasha replied, out of breath.
Valencia slipped Natasha's jacket off and tightly wrapped her ripped shirt around her shoulder. Natasha watched her with a blank look, "You really are their kid, huh?"
Valencia furrowed her brows and pressed her hand against Natasha's wound to stop the bleeding. "What are you talking about?"
"Blackbird and Fury's. You really are their kid." Natasha clarified, her eyes searching Valencia's.
"Apparently." The bronze woman answered smartly, "I was shocked when I found out too."
Natasha smirked at her, then the both of them looked past the car and saw Sam knock the metal-armed man over.
"Get the bazooka over there! Quick!" Natasha muttered to Valencia, and the brunette did what she was told.
The metal-armed man got up and turned to shoot Steve, but Valencia hit him with a rocket. Steve eyes widened when he saw that it was Valencia that had saved him from the metal-armed man. His eyes met hers and an unsaid message of thanks traveled between their gazes.
All of a sudden armoured trucks police trucks started to come barreling to the scene. SWAT teams started rushing towards them, and a man that Valencia recognized from the hospital started shouting at Steve.
"Shield down! Get on your knees!" Steve compiled, his hands raised in the air. A man came up behind him and pointed a gun to the back of his head.
"Not here!" The man from the hospital insisted.
Valencia glared as one of the SWAT members arrested her, Natasha and Sam, putting them in the back of a SUV with two armed guards. One of the men threw Steve in the SUV and shut the doors.
"It's him." Steve said, once they were in motion. "He looked right at me and he didn't even know me."
"The guy from the museum? James Barnes? How can that be, Steve?" Valencia asked, her brows furrowed.
"Yeah, it was 70 years ago." Sam added, confused.
"Zola." Steve quickly answered, staring at the ground, "Bucky's whole unit was captured in '43, Zola experimented on him. Whatever he did helped Bucky survive the fall. He must have found him and-"
"None of that's your fault Steve." Natasha interrupted him.
Steve didn't reply and instead looked away, clenching his jaw. No one said anything else about it, but Valencia looked at Steve and nudged him with her shoulder, trying to get his attention. He just shook his head at her. The brunette bit her lip and nudged Steve again, more urgently. His blue eyes finally looked to her and looked into her eyes. Valencia didn't have to say a word, because it all Steve need to see was in her eyes. Steve continued to look into her big brown eyes, his mind jumping back to the memory of when they were in the museum and she had comforted him without a word. He marveled at how Valencia could say so much, without saying anything at all. It reminded him of his mother when he was growing up in Brooklyn.
He nodded his head to her, not looking away and leaned his body into her, pressing his lips softly against her forehead. An unsaid 'thank you' lingering between them.
Unbeknownst to the two, they had an audience.
Sam watched them with a somber look and turned away, catching sight of Natasha's shoulder, which was bleeding through Valencia's makeshift bandage.
"We need a medic in here! If we don't put pressure on that wound, she may bleed out!" Sam exclaimed and the guard pulled out a taser, gesturing to the mahogany man threateningly. Sam back away from the guard, but then the guard did something puzzling. They tazed the guard next to them, making the guard fall over. Then they took off their helmet, to reveal that the guard was a woman. The woman that Valencia saw at the hospital.
"That helmet was squeezing my brain!" The woman exclaimed.
"Maria Hill?" Valencia asked, puzzled.
Maria nodded to her, "Nice to finally meet you Valencia." She then turned to Sam, "Who's this guy? Is this your boyfriend, Baby?" She asked, looking at Valencia.
"No, and Baby?" Valencia asked questioningly.
Maria just shrugged, "It's what we call you back at HQ. You know, Baby Fury."
Valencia groaned, "I really hope that doesn't stick."
"It's too late, it's your codename. Now, let's get out of here." She said, taking out her taser a cutting a square in the bottom of the van.
One by one, they got out of the SUV, rolling to the side of the road.
"Here comes our ride." Maria said, as a black van rolled up to them. They climbed into the van, riding farther into the woods. The van pulled up to an abandoned man-made dam. Once they got out the car, they hurriedly walked down a narrowed passageway.
"GSW, she's lost about a pint of blood already." Maria yelled to a man, coming towards them.
"Let me take her." He responded but Maria shook her head, "She'll want to see him first."
Valencia looked at Maria, questioningly but she just shook her head and kept walking. Once they came to the end of the passageway, Maria pushed back plastic curtains that were hanging from the ceiling.
Valencia's jaw dropped and everyone stood in silence.
Staring at them from a hospital bed was her, very alive, father.
Her father sat up in his bed and looked at her with a smirk, "It's about damn time."