"And then he decides to get drunk, and I told him we had plans that evening, god he's so annoying" Riley huffed as she stabbed her salad, infuriated with her boyfriend. Violet stared out into own lunch, poking the noodles around in the container. Her mind was elsewhere. She still couldn't get over this mission with her parents. There was just something about it that seemed fishy and more threatening than usual.
"Violet!" she was brought out of her trance when Riley whacked her arm and she looked across from her.
"Sorry, what did you say?" Violet muttered and Riley narrowed her eyes with worry.
"What's going on? You've been acting strange all day" Riley said, and Violet sighed.
She wasn't usually this distracted, and she never use to worry about her parent's missions, mostly because of the fact she had no clue about them but after hearing her parents fighting and what her mother told her, she had thought about it none stop. Of course, it wasn't her business and everything at S.H.I.E.L.D was highly classified, but she just couldn't shake this feeling off her. Why would her mother tell her as well if it was nothing to worry about?
"It's just… my parents, they went on a mission the other night and now I think something is going on, something suspicious".
"What with them?' Riley asked, scooping a few leaves into her mouth and Violet shook her head.
"No, not with them, I don't know exactly but my mom told me yesterday that she was assigned a different mission to dad and that they think something is going on with S.H.I.E.L.D" Violet said quietly, being careful to make sure other colleagues didn't catch word of their conversation. Riley's eyes widened and she stopped chewing, swallowing hard.
"Oh shit, that sound serious, what do they think it is?
"I don't know, she didn't tell me, but I came down to them arguing the other day and then my mom told me she was assigned to gather some information. if this wasn't something to worry about, she wouldn't have told me, I mean they never tell me what goes on in their missions not that I'm really bothered but it just doesn't seem right" Violet stared down at her lunch and poked it about with her fork. This was starting to eat up inside her and all her mind was focused on was what could possibly be going on.
If the city was in danger, so many people's lives could be at stake, including hers and Riley's.
"Hey, listen, I'm sure it's nothing, your parents are the best soldiers and agents here in this country and they'd never let anything happen to you or the people, don't let this worry you" Riley said lovingly, and Violet smiled at her.
"Thanks girl, I don't know what I would do without you" Violet was so glad she had Riley to talk to about all this. If she didn't have her, she really didn't know what she would do. There'd be no way she could keep this all to herself.
All day at work Violet told herself to forget about the mission and focus on her day. It was none of her business and if there really was a threat, she was certain S.H.I.E.L.D would have announced something, or her dad would have informed her. Perhaps it was just her parents being over cautious and protective as they have been since she was born.
After a long day of seeing patients, Violet was glad she was finally able to leave and head home. The roads were quiet as she drove peacefully down the smooth city, lost in the music in her car and her mind finally off the dreaded mission. But as she reached her neighbourhood, she wondered if her parents would be in and whether they were still talking about the mission a few nights ago. Her mother hadn't said anything further to her and her dad hadn't said a word. He wasn't one to make her worry and he'd do anything to keep her safe.
Violet entered her house, throwing her keys into the bowl beside the door. She looked up and saw her mom and dad putting their coats on.
"What's going on?" she asked, and her mother smiled.
"Your father has decided to treat us to the movies, don't take your shoes off, we're leaving now" Natasha said as she zipped up her leather coat.
"Thought it would be nice for us to spend some family time" Steve smiled, and Violet smiled back.
"Aw thanks dad, I guess that means you're paying" she smirked at her dad who sighed, rolling his eyes playfully.
"That's right, you said you'd treat us Steve" Natasha pointed to him, and he held his hands up.
"Yes, I did, now come on, we'll be late" he said and ushered the three of them outside.
The three of them sat in the cinema, munching away on popcorn, Natasha throwing pieces at Steve and causing Violet to giggle, earning a few hard shushes from the other people in the cinema. Violet loved these little moments she had with her family, causing trouble, and having a good time together. She was glad to be able to come out and spend time with them.
"I did not fall asleep during the film" Steve exclaimed as they rode back in the car.
"Yes, you did dad, I could hear you snoring" Violet replied.
"Try sleeping with him" Natasha answered back, and Steve gave a hard glare to her.
"Trust me kid, I'm not the problem in bed" Natasha gasped, smacking Steve's arm while both he and Violet laughed. The three of them could so easily have a laugh together and over anything. Sometimes it was the stupidest things and if anyone were around, they'd probably think they were the weirdest family ever.
"Well thanks for taking us out dad" Violet said. She had finally been able to get her mind off the mission and her parents acting strange for the last few days. She finally felt she could relax and was beginning to think it was all in her head.
"Your welcome honey" Steve said back, and they pulled into their driveway. The three of them emerged from the car, entering the house, walking into the darkness.
"Anyone want a drink" Steve offered as he wondered into the kitchen.
"I'm fine thanks dad" Violet called and switched on the lights for the downstairs. She shuffled into the living room, flicking on the switch and gasped, jumping back slightly at the sight in front of her.
Nick Fury, her mom and dad's boss was sat in one of the armchairs… well more like slumped. He was clutching his side, blood trickling down his head and breathing heavy.
"Oh my god" Violet rushed over, kneeling in front of him, her eyes wandering over his body and seeing his shirt covered in rich red blood, soaked and the blood now staining his palm.
"What's wrong Vi- "Natasha stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Fury in the state he was in, rushing over the same ad Violet and kneeling before him.
"Shit, Fury what happened" she said with panic, her eyes wandering over him as well. He was breathing heavy, eyes closing and opening, and he coughed as he began to speak.
"God damn ambush, knocked me on the side of the road… then there was something else" he breathed, his head rolling back.
"Shit, mom he needs to get to the hospital now" Violet warned. He was in clear need of medical attention now.
"Steve!" Natasha yelled and footsteps pounded as Steve came running. He looked just as shocked as the others and flew over the table, skidding across the floor as he reached Fury.
"Fury… Nick can you hear me" he shook him, but Fury was barely with it. He groaned softly, head rolling over the armchair.
"Mom call and ambulance" Violet ordered, and Natasha grabbed the nearest phone, dialling as quick as she could.
"What happened?" Steve asked and Fury tried to sit up to explain. But as soon as he opened his mouth, glass shattered as a ping sounded in the living room. a single bullet flew across the room, hitting Fury straight in the chest. Violet screamed in fright, ducking down to shield herself from any other shots and Steve hissed in anger.
Fury's body fell to the ground, heaving and coughing as blood now started to seep into the cream carpet, soaking everything in its path.
"Shit!" Natasha whispered and stared in fear as Fury laid there.
"Where did that come from?" Violet said in panic as she placed her hands over the wound, keeping pressure on it to stop the bleeding. Her hands began to turn dark red like wine and blood seeped under her fingernails, staining her hands up to her wrists.
Steve stood up, staring out the window as he noticed someone standing a few blocks away. It looked to be a man, tall, broad and a gun in his hand. The assailant quickly dashed off, running quickly and Steve jumped over the table in the middle of the living room once again, jumping through the window and breaking it even further, glass shattering across the living room. He may be quick, but Steve was a super soldier. Who-ever this guy was, he had no idea who he was up against.
"Dad where are you going?" Violet yelled but she was too late. Steve jumped out the house, chasing down the street and was gone.
"Fuck, mom we have to take him to the hospital now, we don't have time to wait for an ambulance" Violet panicked, pressing harder on Fury's chest. He was bleeding out and it would only be a matter of time before he was gone.
"I'll get the car" Natasha run out whilst Violet continued to hold the wound steady. His life was resting in her hands right now and she felt her stomach turn to a sickly knot, taking a fearful rollercoaster and adrenaline coursing through her.
"it's going to be okay; you're going to be okay" Violet breathed as she watched Fury's eyes start to roll back, his breaths before ragged and raspy as he sucked every last breath, he had in him. The two of them were covered in blood and Violet knew the only way to save him was to take him to the hospital themselves.
Natasha and Violet carried Fury into the car with her driving and Violet keeping pressure on the gun shot.
"How's he doing" he wasn't doing good.
"He's losing consciousness, we need to get there now" Violet ordered, and Natasha slammed her foot on the gas.
"Forgive me Sir but I'm breaking a whole lotta rules right now" Natasha said and despite Fury's state, he let out a tiny chuckle with what little energy and breath he had left. But as soon as he did, he coughed up the blood in his mouth, splattering some of it onto Violet but she didn't care. Right now, the only important thing was to save the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Natasha sloppily parked the car in the emergency section of the hospital, running quickly to the side to pull Fury out with Violet, helping her carry him inside. One arm over both the girls, they dragged his body inside, feet scraping across the polished floor and creating that squeaking noise that rattles your eardrum.
"SOMEONE HELP, HE'S DYING" Natasha screamed as they entered the emergency wing. Doctors and nurses came flying down the hallway, one barking orders at another to get a stretcher and another ordering an emergency theatre to be opened so they could retrieve the bullet. Fury was one of the most well-known and important people in this state. If he died, it would be a loss for everyone.
Natasha stood back, watching with fear and sadness as Fury was placed on a stretcher. Violet followed the doctors and nurses, pulling one side of the stretcher as they took him to the emergency theatre. It was only a matter of time before he would lose his life and every moment now was critical and crucial.
"God please save him".
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