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Chapter 2

I held onto Fury's elbow as he guided me to an elevator and we went up. He dismissed the guards after getting my answer, there were at least fifteen when I came in, but there were only three when I exited the room. He knew my answer before I gave it to him.

Fury disrupted the silence just as the doors slid open. "We found him in the southeastern part of the Arctic. He has a pulse but is in a catatonic state. Our doctors can't get him to wake up, so that's where you come in."

I glanced at him before getting distracted by the white coats scrambling around the room. I lost Fury after a few moment s and progressed on my own. It took a few minutes to locate my "patient", but it was hard to miss the only man frozen in ice in the middle of the room, even when I was acting blind. For some reason my heart started racing, as I got closer to him.

"How long has he been like this?" I muttered to myself.

One of the doctors looked up from his tablet. "Haven't heard of Captain America? He's a hero from World War II. I think he did some rescue operations or something."

I stared at the doctor, "That was over 70 years ago. How is he alive?"

"Yeah, that is what's so impressive."

A doctor who had been watching our exchange scowled and up to me, practically shoving his associate aside, "Who are you? You haven't been briefed? What's your clearance?"

"Whoa. Whoa. Calm down, doc." Fury appeared behind them and put his hand on the upset doctor's shoulder. There was a man next to him, white and middle-aged with thin hair. "She's with me."

The doctor looked flustered, "Sir, we're trying to work here to revive the patient and she's-"

"About that," Fury signaled to the agents outside and opened the doors. "I want everybody out."

"Sir, we-"

Fury raised his voice, "Out!"

Everyone in the room hustled out, laving me , Fury, and the stranger.

The stranger stepped forward, "I'm Agent Coulson. It's nice to meet you."

I nodded as I shook his hand, "I would introduce myself, but I know Fury has told you who I am."

"Yes, he has, but I've also read your file."

"So you know what I can do," I turned to Fury, "This shouldn't take long."

"Don't feel rushed," Coulson interjected. "We don't want him to be injured or to go into shock."

Fury was already walking out, "Coulson will stay with you. There are some procedures we are going to try so that the Captain has a smooth transition. I'll be at IHOP." He waved without turning around and disappeared around the corner.

I smiled as he left. I reached out, making it seem like I was feeling around for something. "Coulson, could you lead me to him?"

He grabbed my hand and steered me towards the frozen man. I used to hate having to act blind, but now it was second nature. No one questions why I have sunglasses that are completely opaque and I don't have to worry about anyone seeing my eyes if I have a random vision.

The cold rolling off the man caused shivers down my back. He was laid on his back; eyes closed with his face so relaxed it looked as though he was only sleeping. The longer I stared at his face, the more I shivered and not just from the cold. His dirty blonde hair looked brittle and delicate. I brought my fingers up to my lips and blew. Blue air, which originated in my core, left my mouth and surrounded my hands in a pulsating blue aura.

Bringing my glowing hand to the top of his head. I rubbed the frozen, fragile hair. The light warmed it, and returned life to it. Soon I was stroking his soft blond hair. Curling my fingers into his hair, my right hand drifted to his face and cupped his cheek. I watched as hos lips turned from colorless and frostbitten to a pale pink. I smiled. You look like a momma's boy.

His eyes snapped open and I nearly passed out I was so spooked. His eyes immediately locked onto mine, even with the solid sunglasses. His baby blue eyes stared into me, "Hello, Captain." His eyes fluttered shut. I sighed.

Coulson stepped forward, "He's awake?"

"Almost. I've defrosted his head." I stroked his cheek. "That is why his eyes snapped open. It will only take me an hour or so to do the rest." I held in a smirk at thinking about how carefully and slowly I would have to do "the rest". I will be getting to know you very well, Captain. Perhaps when you're awake you can return the favor.

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