A/N: Finally got around to the Ant-Man arc ;) It's just not what you'll expect.
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABC or the Avengers. Just Sera.
"Okay, I've got 48 hours, and a lot of gear." I said as I walked through the front door of Dr. Pym's San Francisco home.
"Who's she?" A Latino guy asked, smiling.
"Gentlemen, this is Sera Stark, one of my past students."
"Actually Sera Rogers-Barnes. It's been almost ten years since you've taught me Hank." I said, moving to hug him.
"You got married?" He exclaimed happily.
"Yeah, and had twins. Like I said, I only got a 48 hour window before my husbands come drag me back."
"Husbands?" Hope Pym said confused, hugging me. We had stayed in touch over the years. She reminded me of Pepper, or Pepper reminded me of Hope.
"Right," I said taking a picture out of all three of us in our suits, "I married the Captain and the Winter Soldier.
"Wow! Captain America is gay?" A man closer to Hope's age asked confused.
"Not gay, but not bisexual. Only for Bucky, and vice versa. I just so happened to fall in love with them both separately. Anyways, who's operating the suit?" I asked, steering the conversation way from my marriage.
"Scott Lang, meet my brightest student. Cross is an idiot compared to Sera." Scott held out his hand to shake mine as Hank introduced us.
"Nice to meet you. Big fan." He said, slightly fangirling.
"Nice to meet you too," I chuckled.
"I'm a little sad you didn't call me earlier. I know what happened between you and my grandfather, but you know I'm not my Dad." I said as we all convened around a table.
"The plan is for Scott to make his way in through the water mains, as they are the only point of entry not controlled by full body sensors. And all exterior vents are going to be fitted with steel micro mesh." Hope explained as the other guys just stood looking awkward over the table.
"And they are?" I asked, eyeing them.
"Wheels on the ground," The African American man Dave, said nodding.
"Eyes in the sky," The Russian Kurt, said.
"Ah man, you know what. I get to wear a uniform, that's what's up." The Latino Louis answered.
"Louis," Scott said, eyeing him.
"I'm sorry, I'm good, I'm good, I'm just excited. Plus your girlfriend's really hot. And Siren is standing next to you dude, that makes me nervous too. And you're both very beautiful."
"Oh my lord," Hank whispered, in awe of the weirdo in front of us.
"She's not my-" Scott started but then looked like he wanted to smack Louis.
"And you know what, I was thinking of a tactic for when I go undercover, of like, whistling, to blend in. You know what I'm saying?" Louis said.
"No, no whistling. It's not the Andy Griffith Show." Scott said, making him cut it out.
"The plan clear enough?" Hank said, drawing me back into the conversation.
"It's your operation. I'm here to be back up, but it seems to me you could use me on the inside rather than the outside."
"I'll get you in," Hope said, smirking.
I ended up being extra muscle. Busting my way in when Scott needed help. Hope bypassed security for me remotely and I managed to take out the Hydra leader who was going to buy the suits form Cross. Mitchell Carson was his name.
"Hank," I prodded gently from beside his hospital bed.
"Go home to your family Sera." He grumbled in his endearing fatherly way.
"I want to thank you. For allowing me to help. I know your emotions when it comes to asking for help, especially from a Stark."
"I will always see you as my second daughter." He chuckled, with Hope smiling along with me.
"I've got to get Carson to a long term cell. Call me if you need anything." I replied, patting his hand and getting up. I hugged Hope goodbye, and shook Scott's hand again.
"Don't be surprised if I contact you in the future." I smiled and left, as he looked confused.
"Sera?" I heard as I walked down the hall.
"Hey Daisy. I didn't know you'd be my ride back." I smiled, grabbing my duffle bag and swords case.
"Trip and I already picked up the package," She said referring to Carson. I had to remind myself to keep breathing.
"We stop by the Playground to interrogate him. If I feel we should, I'll mention it to Steve. I'm not sure how Bucky would react seeing him. You didn't give anyone any indication of what I was asking you to pick up right?"
"Not even Trip knows who he is."
"Good. I want to squeeze every last piece of information from him that I can, before I ask Steve what he wants to do with him. Even then I might just kill him myself," I said lowly. If Skye was affected by my words and tone, she didn't show it.
"Scan him for bugs, the works, then blindfold him." I said as we walked up to the roof. Trip opened up the hatch as he hovered just above the roof, and Skye and I hopped in.
"Hello again Mr. Carson. Did you enjoy my hiding spot for you?"
"This is highly illegal Agent Stark."
"So is what you did to my grandfather." I said lowly, putting a hand on the metal behind his head and leaning in closer.
"You don't scare me little girl." He sneered.
"I should. Which means I get to have all sorts of fun with you. I learned a lot from my time with SHIELD. I also learned a lot from a former HYDRA agent. His mind was so twisted it was almost beautiful. The forms of torture he described, endless possibilities." I said softly, my dagger dragging down his throat. I saw him swallow hard, and I knew I would have fun breaking him.
"According to the world, I'm America's sweetheart. Billionaire father, two patriots for husbands, and a superhero. But underneath all of that fluff, lies the heart of a killer. I have no remorse for what I do and who I have to cut down to do so. People think I'm sweet, and loving. But they don't know how cruel and twisted I can be, especially to those who hurt my family. You prevented me from meeting my grandparents, and inadvertently kept my parents apart. I could have had a normal childhood. Let's see what I can do to you for having Yasha kill my grandfather."
"How do you know that name?" He asked with a sneer.
"The Winter Soldier is one of my husbands. The reprogramming you did to him for over 70 years, well it wore off after about a month after SHIELD fell." I smirked, before tying a blindfold around his eyes, and shoving noise-cancelling earphones over his head.
"Enjoy the flight," I said, patting his cheek. Daisy double-checked him for bugs and devices that could trace him back to the Playground, before joining me near the cockpit. Trip stayed quiet, choosing to focus on the skies rather than anything he heard.
"What do you plan to do?" She asked quietly.
"Like I said, I'm going to break him."
"I thought you didn't like that part of the job,"
"I don't. But he inadvertently ruined any chance I had at normalcy. His decision led to a chain of events that put my father at risk several times. He brainwashed my husband, the father of my little girl. The Geneva convention doesn't apply to HYDRA, Skye."
"He's very well known from my Intel on him."
"I don't care if the Red Skull came back from the grave to rescue him, he's not getting off easy because he has friends in the government."
"While you're at it, can you see if you can get more information on previous heads of HYDRA? I have a sinking feeling about the reason they went after the Monolith on Gonzales's ship when SHIELD fell."
"With pleasure." I smirked.
About two hours into my torture session with Carson, Skye alerted me that Steve and Bucky were looking for me.
"I forgot to check in. Can you let them known I'm alive, but working?"
"Already did. They want to talk to you."
"Tell them to give me a few more minutes. And send Wanda down."
"Yeah, she's confused as to why she's here," Skye chuckled and hung up. I tried to clean the blood off my hands before she got there, and clean up his face a bit.
"You need my help?"
"I need you to do what you did to the team in Wakanda. Show him what he fears most."
"I can do zat." She said, her accent coming out.
"I'm going to step out to make a call, but let me know if he finally cracks." I smirked to her.
"Sera," Bucky said picking up Steve's phone.
"Hey babe, is Steve there?" I asked, noticing the sound of crying in the background.
"Yeah, he's just putting Callie down."
"Does the name Mitchell Carson mean anything to you?" I asked softly.
"Oh god," He whispered.
"He's the one, isn't he? The one that told you to.."
"Yes. Sera, why are you asking?"
"Because I have him in custody. He just about made off with a very important formula."
"I can't… Talk to Steve," He said before the phone was put down and I hear his footsteps moving away. A few seconds later, I heard, "Sera?"
"I have a Hydra head in custody. Mitchell Carson. He was the one who ordered Bucky… Yasha to kill my grandfather."
"Sera, what… How did you get him?" Steve asked, switching to Captain mode.
"He was buying a knock off formula from Darren Cross. It's what enabled that man that broke into the facility to get so small. I heard clear as day that he was Hydra. He was even still in employment with SHIELD when it fell. He's just about to confess why he had my grandfather killed."
"Sera, have you told your father?" Steve asked.
"Not until I have proof," I sighed.
"He's not someone that can forgive overnight Sera."
"I don't want him to forgive," I said, looking back to the door I came out of, "I'm going to give him satisfaction."
"Sera, no. Even if he's Hydra it doesn't mean we get to play judge, jury and executioner."
"I just need information and then the United States government can have him. I need to know how deep they were in Steve. I want to know how far I have to dig."
"Sera, Bucky can't handle this right now. You of all people should know that. You don't sound like yourself."
"No Steve, you don't know what I was before." I sighed, hanging up.
