I do not own avengers. I wish. But unfortunately no.
It took some convincing on Fury's part to get the Captain into the car. His eyes seemed to loose focus once he sat down. I took a quick glance into his mind and was nearly overwhelmed by despair and fear. My own feelings of anger were building as I directed my disgust at Fury. "He is afraid."
Fury didn't look away from the road, "He is a veteran, and he can deal with it."
I sighed and closed my eyes, "That doesn't mean he should have to. When will he be briefed?"
"That will be the first thing we will do when we arrive at HQ."
After what felt like eternity, we finally reached SHEILD. The second the Captain stepped out of the car, he shook off his daze and put himself on guard. The agent who had been with him when he woke walked up to the car. She changed from the old-fashioned draft wear and into a pantsuit with a black blazer. "Captain Rogers, I'm Agent Mann. I will be in charge of your assimilation into modern day."
He looked at the woman suspiciously, "We met earlier."
Agent Mann blushed and nodded. "That was are initial attempt to slowly integrate you. We were not expecting your reaction to be so…extreme." I rolled my eyes. "If you and Director Fury would follow me, we can start catching you up what you've missed."
They both started to follow her when I cleared my throat. "Excuse me, . But would you be so kind as to guide me?"
He turned to face me with some shock on his face. "Pardon?"
"She's blind," Fury commented.
The Captain helped me out of the car. He stared intently at my face so I smiled plainly. He smiled back, not quite realizing I am not supposed to notice the gesture. But my face warmed regardless.
Fury was about to say something when Coulson showed up. He caught sight of the Captain and almost tripped. He broke into a big grin that immediately fell when he saw me. He leaned towards Fury and whispered, "Sir, I thought she was supposed to remain in her apartment until called for?"
Fury raised an eyebrow before responding in his usual loud, commanding voice, "She just showed up, Coulson. And by then I had other things to handle."
Coulson nodded, "I understand, sir. I will escort her back and have someone watch her." He started to reach for my arm, but I stepped next to the Captain and held his arm."
Dear Lord, his biceps! I couldn't help but give them a little squeeze before dismissing Coulson. "I am quite fine remaining with Captain Rogers."
Coulson opened his mouth to interrupt but I continued, "I was given the order to restore Mr. Rogers and ensure his recovery. I would infer that means not only his physical well being, but his emotional state as well. And given the ordeal he just went through, I would not say he has fully recovered yet."
Mann took this as an invitation to speak, "There is no need to worry about the Captain. I have a plan to make him feel comfortable and to be able to fully assimilate into modern life."
It took everything in me not to roll my eyes and smack her, "Really? Because I believe that last plan of yours resulted in Mr. Rogers taking out more than 16 agents and him running barefoot in Times Square."
"Mann I am reassigning you. You are no longer in charge of Rogers' assimilation," Fury ordered.
Coulson looked confused, "But sir-"
"I would let it go, Coulson. It looks like she isn't going to just walk away." He looked at the Captain dead in the eye. "You've got yourself a serious fanbase, Cap."
I huffed and gave my uncle a death glare I wish he could see. I noticed Mann walking away and tugged on the Captain's arm. "How would you like to go for a ride, ?"
The Captain stiffened and looked around, as if to find the source of the voice. Fury scowled while turning to Coulson, "Aren't you needed at the university? Don't you teach a class or something?'
Coulson's face got serious "Of course." He nodded before heading off.
As he walked by I got flashes of the Tessaract. The energy inside seemed agitated, like it was reacting to something. Like something was trying to come through.
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