A/N: Originally this was not going to be a chapter I did but I changed my mind and decided that it needed to be in this story. Please enjoy
After talking with T'Cama, Ray had two choices: go back to her loft apartment or go to Amelia's place and ask for her help. Asking Amelia for help would have been so much easier had Tony not called on her to yell at Ray to get out of the control room. She hadn't seen her sister since then but she knew the longer she put it off the harder it would be to face her sister. Ray simply drove, not sure what to do or where to go but inevitably ended up at Amelia's apartment. Five minutes after pulling up, Ray stood outside Amelia's door waiting for the tan wooden door to open. A moment later Ray was no longer looking at the tan door with the numbers 159 but Amelia's frustrated face.
"Tony mad at me?" Ray asked leaning her head against the door frame as she broke the silence. Ray ahd thought that Amelia could have waited to answer and taken her time with what she was going to say but her older sister proved her wrong.
"Mad at you? Why would he be mad?" Amelia said as she walked away from the door, leaving the door open so that Ray could come inside if she chose so. Ray saw Amelia turn the corner of the living room and go into the kitchen.
"Amelia, you don't have to be mean about it." Ray said as she walked into her sister's apartment and closed the door behind her. Tony was upset with her for what she did but he had always told her to do what she felt was right and going into SHEILD, she felt was right. She couldn't wait and sit around for Tony to tell her about the imposter and what was going on because that wasn't going to happen and Ray knew that now.
"I'm sorry Ray but what were you thinking? Breaking into SHEILD?" Amelia asked from the kitchen as she was talking with her hands. Walking into the kitchen, Ray noticed that her sister was working on something for dinner for herself but while she was talking she was waving the knife in the air and so Ray made it a point to say out of her way.
"No one got hurt." Ray said plainly, leaning up against the wall and crossing her arms.
"Not this time." Amelia said pointing the sharp knife at her sister, "But you should have called Tony and talked with him about this."
"You don't think I tried that?" Ray asked getting defensive with her older sister, "A, I called him on his phone right after he had called me. He didn't pick up and don't you think that if he was going to tell me about the imposter he would have told me when he had me on the phone?"
"Maybe he had a good reason for not telling you on the phone Ray." Amelia said still trying to defend Tony. the man had helped her mother to raise her and he had raised Ray himself, the least Amelia felt she could do was to give him the benefit of the doubt.
"Perhaps but honestly there isn't a damn good reason why he didn't tell me about a man posing as my father." Ray said as she got into her sister's face and when her sister continued to chop the vegatable up, Ray grabbed the knife out of her hand and broke it. A second later Ray looked at her left hand and saw that it was now bleeding, due to the blade. In her anger she had placed the blade on her hand and when she had broken it, it sliced her palm. Amelia took a deep breath and knew she couldn't get angry with her sister now that she was hurt. So heading to the bathroom she gathered the first aid kit and when she came back to the kitchen she spoke once more.
"What if he's not posing?"
"What?" Ray asked as she winced when Amelia put some stuff on the cut to clean it out. Amelia gave her a look that told her to stop being a big baby and Ray couldn't help but roll her eyes. True she had superstrength and super human reflexes just like her father but when it came down to cleaning out a wound, it still hurt like hell.
"Think about it Ray." Amelia said continuing her conversation despite the look on her sister's face. "Wouldn't that be what you've always wanted? To actually meet your real father?"
Ray didn't say anything for a long time as she thought about what her sister was saying. When she was younger she used to wish that she had at least meet both her parents. Everyone that she knew had either fought with, against or for her father and growing up with that was hard at times. Amelia was now using that to make a point. Amelia finally finished with wrapping the hand and was she put the remaining bandages back in the kit, she brought Ray out of her thoughts.
"Ray, from the time that you learned that Tony and Natasha weren't your real parents, you've always had a desire to know your parents. Don't try to tell me that you haven't because I know you. I see the look in your eyes every time Steve or Sharron are brought up. If this is the real Captain America, think about how your life could change."
"What if its not?" Ray finally asked after a few moments of silence as she backed up against the wall she had been leaning one before. "What if I let SHIELD do their job and it turns out to be an attack from the Red Skull?"
"The Skull is gone." Amelia said walking closer to her sister and when she got closer, she saw that Ray was getting real emotional about this and that she had small tears in her eyes. Amelia knew that when Ray got worked up about something, wither she was really passionate or angry she had would inevitable work herself up into tears. "Is that what your worried about?"
There was silence for a long while and that was fine with Amelia because she knew Ray would talk when she was ready.
"The Red Skull--he took both my parents. What's to stop him from taking me out?" Ray said as finally tears came down her cheeks like rocks rolling down a hill.
'Well for one, he's dead. Tony brought the body into SHIELD when you were fifteen. I saw the body myself." Amelia said recalling the day when she had seen the body of the Red Skull, unintentionally. She had walked into the medic's office and found the corpse laying on a table partially covered up. She had always thought it was strange that the medical examiner had left the body of a man who had been the worst enemy of a great american hero, laying so openly on the metal table. SHe had never told anyone, until now that she had seen the body laying there because she had never seen a need to and maybe that was why Tony was not telling Ray what she wanted to know now.
"Does death ever stop villains?"
"Does death ever stop heroes?" Amelia asked turning the question around.
"Stopped my father." Ray said as she wipped away her tears and tried to compose herself and pull herself together but no matter how hard she tried, she knew that Amelia would be able to see right through her.
"I don't think it did." Amelia said calmly, "He lives on in you Ray. You may never have met him but your just like him. I mean I never met him either but everyone agrees that you are like him in every way. Now that I've lectured you, you came over here for a reason, what was it that you needed?"
"I'm meeting with Bucky and T'Cama at Bucky's place later tonight. Was hoping you would come." Ray said, glad to change the subject and was hoping she wouldn't have to get onto the topic again.
"Sure, can I ask why?" Amelia asked as she looked for another knife to finish her dinner with and once she found one, she looked to Ray who nodded, giving her permission to continue. Typically Amelia would not have done such a thing but considering the way that Ray had snapped the first knife with her bear hands, she figured she would ask if she could continue.
"I need help with something. I can tell you more about it tonight." Ray knew that she could ask Amelia for help and she would not have to explain what it was. Which was good because she did not feel like explaining it to her at this moment. She would much rather just explain everything one time and then figure out if her sister would help her or not.
"Okay, what time?"
"Seven."
"I maybe alittle late. My shift at SHIELD ends at seven." Amelia said putting the vegtables into a boiling pot as Ray began to leave the kitchen and head to the door.
"No problem. Thanks A. I'll see you tonight."
"See you later Ray."
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