Chapter 12

"Well hey," she smiled before lowering her hand from her ear and tightening her grip around her gun.

"Что вы сделали с порядком Ковалев? (What have you done with Commander Kovalev?)" one of the men shouted.

"Oh Russian! I speak Russian. Oh shit Russian. You're Red Room aren't you? Ты Красная комната не так ли?" she repeated in Russian.

"Как вы узнали о Красной Комнате? (how did you hear about the Red Room?)" the same man asked.

"Ну ... (well…)"

"Ждать осталось не так, что Старк девушкой? (wait isn't she that Stark girl?)" another whispered. Rosie hearing this decided it was her time to leave.

"Не то чтобы я не люблю, когда орудия указал на мою голову, я должен идти (not that I don't love having guns pointed at my head I've got to go)" Rosie pushed past the Red Room Agents and sprinted down the hall for all she's worth. Fortunately for her Natasha taught her how to run in heals so she can run just as fast as normal.

"Получить ее вы, идиоты, вперед! (get her you idiots, go!)" another Agent shouted after her. Suddenly a rain of bullets showered down on her. She sharply turned the corner and into the stairs and jumped over the railings to get to the other floor. No matter how fast she ran she couldn't lose the sound of heavy army boots on the floor above. Her only option was to run. The Red Room were no idiots they would find her if she hid and then she be dead or taken and used as an experiment or maybe even for the Black Widow program itself. Four flights of stairs latter the emergency exit door came into view. A smile crept onto her face finally a way out and she can lose people in a city like Paris, she's had plenty of practise. Just as she walked out the hotel a motorbike came down the road.

"Hé, attendez! S'il vous plaît! J'ai besoin d'aide! (Hey wait! Please! I need help!)" she called out, the motorbike came to a grinding halt in front of her.

"Qu'est-ce que madame? (what is it ma'am?)" the biker asked.

"J'ai besoin de vos personnes de vélo essaient de me tuer! S'il vous plaît monsieur, aidez-moi s'il vous plaît! (I need your bike people are trying to kill me! Please sir, please help me!)" she cried playing the part of frightened, weak and defenceless woman as she hid her gun behind her.

"Je suis désolé madame, mais je ne peux pas vous donner ma moto. (I'm sorry ma'am but I can't give you my motorbike)" the man apologised. Rosie gave him a look that said I'm sorry before kicking him off the bike and jumping on it herself. She had just got on the bike when the Red Room Agents came bursting through the door they started to fire at her as she drove off but not before she heard the terrified scream of the French man, the sound of a gun and the sound of a body hitting the ground. She didn't need to turn around to know what had happened- the Red Room left no witnesses. Five minutes into her desperate drive away from the hotel and to the S.H.I.E.L.D base a bullet flew past her narrowly missing her head. She whipped her head round to she was being followed by five black SUV's chasing after her all of which had people hanging out the windows ready to fire at her. Rosie swore before turning back round and sped up.

"Sauvegarde je besoin de renforts! (Backup I need backup!)" she screamed down her com.

"Les sauvegardes sur leur chemin vers votre emplacement tenez! (backups on the way to your location hold on!)" a voice told her. Rosie steered the bike from side to side to avoid the bullets. She winced as one caught her arm causing her to loosen her grip. She grimaced as the pain got even more unbearable by the second. Eventually her arm became useless and she was pretty much driving with her right arm. Fortunately for her the backup was speeding up that very same street. Rosie sighed in relief just as a sharp pain grew in her side just above her hip. Rosie drove through the cars and jumped off the dike clutching her side.

"Agent Stark are you ok?" an Agent rushed over to her. Rosie doubled over in pain and leant against a wall with her right side.

"I- I- don't know," she groaned as she stared to feel lightheaded. She moved her hand out the way to see her hand and dressed soaked in her blood. Her hand slipped to her side before she collapsed onto the ground.


Sorry this is a short chap but I'll try and update again today.