They walked into a command center and Tony was on the phone.
"Don't break anything while we try to fix this mess." Natasha said walking away.
"There will be consequences. Of course, you can quote me on that. I said it, didn't I? Is that all? Thank you, sir." Tony said and hung up to walk over to them.
"I saw the footage of your apprehension, are you okay?" Tony asked placing his hands on Chris' shoulders.
"I'm fine." Chris said with a small smile.
"I told them to try to do this without harming anyone. Causing your bike to crash while you're on it isn't what I consider to be gentle." Tony said trying to make a joke.
"You were in a crash?" Steve asked concerned trying to put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her, but she just shrugged it off.
"Maybe you should have been protecting your wife, instead of your enhanced friend who can very obviously take care of himself."
Steve sighed, and Chris could feel him looking at her, but she couldn't bring herself to look at him.
"So, what are our consequences?" Sam asked.
"You all are being prosecuted."
"I won't be getting that shield back, will I?" Steve asked.
"Technically the shield and the wings are government property." Tash said as she and Tony walked away.
"That's just cold." Sam said shaking his head.
"It's warmer than a jail cell." Tony yelled back.
The three of them were escorted into a glass office in the middle of the room and locked in.
"Chris, what's going on?" Steve asked softly.
"Nothing." Chris said sitting down in one of the chairs.
"Don't lie to me. I know when things are bothering you. You can't look at me and you won't let me try to comfort you. What's going on?" Steve asked sitting in the chair next to her and faced her.
"I wouldn't need comforting if you hadn't done this. I wouldn't have been thrown from my bike if you hadn't done this. I wouldn't have a dislocated shoulder and possibly a bruise running up my side if you hadn't done this! Jesus, Steve! That man locked up downstairs is not the man you knew. That man is locked away in a deep dark hole and when he tries to claw his way to the surface the Winter Soldier just pushes him back down. I am your wife, Steve. Your fricken wife! And you are willing to throw away our marriage, that just started by the way, for a man that may not even exist anymore!" Chris yelled trying to show him how dumb he was being.
"Umm, can I get out of here?" Sam asked looking at Tash who was just staring at the couple through the glass.
"You're willing to risk your life, my life, and our child's life for the chance to have one more second with that man downstairs!"
"Please, I'm begging you." Sam said to Tash again.
"Do we really mean so little to you?" Chris asked sitting back down in her seat.
Tash walked over and unlocked the door allowing Sam to get out.
"Did you say child?" Steve asked just staring at the floor.
"I will follow you anywhere, but I need to be sure that you know you are never going to get my full support on this."
"Did you say child?" Steve asked again, but this time looking her in the eyes.
"I did. But I'm not sure if it's true." Chris said quietly while trying not to look him in the eyes.
"Then why would you say it?"
"I just haven't seen the doctor yet. It may be, or I could just be having some weird illness. I'm fairly certain, but without a test I can still go into the field."
"Chris, why didn't you tell me?" Steve asked, his face plastered with sadness.
"Because it wouldn't have changed anything. You still wouldn't have signed the accords. You still would have gone after Bucky. You still would be here in this situation. At least without you knowing I could have had your back."
"We need to get you to see a doctor." Steve said and looked past Chris to see Tash.
She nodded and unlocked the door to take Chris to the onsite doctor.
"Chris, you're smarter than this. What would you have done if you are pregnant and lost the baby?" Tash asked as they walked down the halls to the doctor.
"Then nothing would have changed." Chris said sadly.
"Chris, if you are pregnant, then you should be happy. So many people would be so happy to have the opportunity to have a child. Many people would be ecstatic to be having Captain America's child. And yet you aren't?"
"Tash, you know I can't deal with children right now. We're constantly having to save the world. I'm constantly scared that Steve won't come home from a mission. Do I want to raise a child in that kind of world? Where after each mission there's a chance that that child may not have one of their parents. And I could never ask Steve to give it up. I know he never could. I never could. It's who we are. That's why our relationship works."
"Well, if you are pregnant and, if after all this, you still have that baby you're gonna have to decide if you guys are willing to change and if you aren't then…we'll see."
"I know. Thank you for bringing me down here. Maybe the doctor could also pop my shoulder back into place."
"I'll make sure they check out all of your injuries." Tash said and opened the doctor's door.
"Sie ist verletzt. Luxiert schulter und prellung seite. Sehen Sie auch, ob sie schwanger ist." Tash said and the doctor nodded. (She is injured. Dislocated shoulder and bruised hip. Also, see if she is pregnant)
"Thank you." Chris said and got up on the table.
"I shall put the shoulder back in place first. I shall push on three." The doctor said and he grabbed her arm and shoulder.
"Okay." She said taking a deep breath.
"Three." He said and gave it a jerk putting it back in place.
Chris let out a small groan as she rolled it out.
"Now, I'll draw blood. Then, I will check the rest of your injuries." He said walking over to a locked drawer and pulling out a needle and blood vial.
He walked back over and Chris watched as he found a vein in the cubital fossa then punctured it to draw blood. He placed a cotton ball over the puncture and then had her place her hand over it before bending her arm. He labeled the biohazard bag and then tubed it off.
"Where is bruise?" He asked turning back to her.
Chris stood up carefully and turned to have her right side facing the doctor then pulled up her shirt and slightly pulled down on the waistband of her pants to show the bruise that stretched from just below the hip joint to her ninth right rib. It was purple and black suggesting that the bruise was very deep, and there was a possibility for broken ribs.
"I'll need to get x-ray. I shall get portable." He said and walked over to the other side of the room and grabbed the x-ray.
Chris laid down on the table and he slid a piece of lead underneath her and then stepped out of the room to capture the picture.
"I develop then come find you."
"Okay." Chris nodded and walked back to the control room.
She walked back into the glass box in the middle and over to Steve.
"What did he say?" Steve asked.
"They're looking at some images for my ribs."
"What about the baby?"
"They're interviewing Bucky." Chris said trying to change the subject.
They weren't allowed to listen, just watch as everyone outside the box listened. The door opened, and Sharon walked in casually to hand then a receipt for their weapons and gear.
"'Bird costume'?" Sam asked reading it over.
"I didn't write it." Sharon said throwing her hands up.
Then she wandered over to the intercom and turned it on, so they could listen to the interview.
Chris turned back and gave her a small smile in thanks.
"I am not here to judge you. Just ask some questions." The man interviewing Bucky said.
Steve and Chris turned back to the screen to watch the interview.
"Do you know where you are, James? I can't help you if you don't speak to me."
"My name is Bucky." He said, and Chris looked up to see Steve's face twitch slightly.
"He's still in there." Steve said quietly.
She let out a small sigh and walked over to sit in the chair with her head in her hands. The door opened, and a woman gave a file to Sharon. She looked at the label on it and then handed it over to Chris. She opened the file and saw her x-ray and test results.
Steve looked over the case file while she looked over her medical file.
"Why would they release a photo from the crime scene?" Steve asked looking at the photo that incriminated Bucky.
"I don't know. Maybe to have some help from the civilians?" Sharon said.
"Exactly, you set off a bomb, kill some people, get your picture put up and then there's seven billion people looking for him."
"Someone could have framed him, so they could find him." Chris said not quite paying attention to their conversation and instead reading over the results in front of her.
"We looked for him for two years and never found him." Sam said.
"But we didn't bomb the UN."
"But that wouldn't guarantee that whoever framed him would get to him. It guarantees that the task force would." Sharon said.
"He's in the task force." Steve said and looked at the screen.
"Steve." Chris said, and he took a quick glance at her.
She held out the paper and the x-ray and he took them. He quickly scanned them over while still listening to Bucky's interview.
"A broken rib and a positive pregnancy." Steve said quietly.
"Yeah." Chris replied just as quietly and took the sheets back.
"Go home."
"No."
"I can't protect you the entire time."
"I can protect myself."
They were arguing when the power went off. They all turned and looked at Sharon and she told them where Bucky was. They went off on a dead run hoping to find Bucky before it was too late.