Wanda
Her room or quarters, it was homey, she tried to make it that way at least. She was sitting on the bed, the exact place where Clint left her. She was staring at a small picture of her and her family. The one that Pietro had in his pocket, she was still coming down from her reaction. She closed her eyes and she heard something. She opened her eyes and frowned, she looked around the room then suddenly Vision appeared through the wall. "Wanda?" he asked
Wanda yelped and almost fell off the bed "Vision?" she said through a breath.
Vison's eyebrows rose "If it's a bad time I'm terribly sorry" he said quickly and turned to leave. Wanda coughed slightly and got to her knees and placed her hands on her bed "Vision?" she said quickly.
Vison was half in the wall when he look at her. Wanda climbed back onto the bed, and laughed slightly "Stay" she said
Vision smiled and nodded, he slightly chuckled "Yes" he said softly. He stepped out of the wall and walked toward her. He stood at the foot of her bed, he paused "May I sit?"
Wanda shifted slightly and moved to give him room. He sat down and he stayed composed and perfect posture. Wanda giggled slightly, Vision looked at her "Sorry, I appear to have missed a reference or something"
This made Wanda laughed, she shook her head as she composed herself "No, just you came through my wall and then almost ran away and now you're sitting with perfect posture, a bit odd Vision" she said with a smile.
Vision smirked "Yes, well sorry for the wall thing" he said as a way of almost doubting what he was saying. Wanda smiled "Well use the door next time"
Vision smiled awkwardly and he laughed softly "Yes, I will try to do that"
Wanda looked away from him and she saw the picture lying on the floor, she put her hand forward and it lifted off the ground and floated back to her hand. Vision saw the picture, he watched as Wanda put it away. "You looked happy" he said
Wanda slightly looked at her pocket where she put the picture. She smiled shyly "It was the last time, we were all together"
Vision nodded "Well you also seem happy now, I mean here, with us" he rambled. "I mean…"
Wanda smiled at him "Getting tongue tied?" she asked teasingly
Vision sighed and chuckled "Technically I shouldn't be able to get, tongue tied"
"Well you just did"
Vision shrugged, a habit he had picked up from Sam. Wanda sighed "Well you need something?"
Vision took a breath "I came to see if you were alright"
"I'm fine"
Vision nodded "Yes, but what you said, in the Operations room"
Wanda closed her eyes and shamefully looked away from him. Vision frowned "It is ok Wanda"
"No its not, I almost lost it" she said while crossing her arm, keeping her eyes at the floor. Vision looked away and he took a deep breath "You were upset"
"Yeah, when I lose control of my emotions I can't control my powers, I really shouldn't be here"
Vision frowned "Who helped the people stuck in Sokovia get to transport ships and save them?"
"I didn't so that"
"You helped"
"Pietro got them there" Wanda said softly
Vision nodded "And after his death you took out the Ultron drone in the city"
"Yeah, but one got away, which you destroyed"
"If you hadn't taken the one out, I would not have gotten the other"
"You don't know that"
Vision nodded "True, but I am an unknown type of intelligence, I don't even know what I am. I should technically be in a lab, but I'm not"
Wanda looked at him and his eyes seemed to be full of tears, but they weren't. She tilted her head. Vision looked at her "Wanda, we both shouldn't be here, but Captain Rogers chose to let us stay, you're right. I shouldn't have blamed him for what happened, he didn't make the choice to kill all those people"
Wanda bit her lip slightly "Vision?"
He looked at her "Yes Wanda?"
She hesitated slightly "I…" she began to say but stopped.
Vision took her hand in his "We can sit in silence if you want, or I can leave if you want to be alone"
She leaned into him "I don't want to be alone" she said softly
Vision sat there, he was tense and he slowly relaxed, he felt her leaning against him, he sighed "Well I could tell you about the algorithm of the computers"
Wanda laughed "Silence is fine"
Vision nodded and they both sat there, both silent. He didn't know that he could feel uncomfortable, but apparently he could. He never got to this level of connection, he never had someone lean against him. Strange, he was a robot, but he could feel her warmth, the warmth of her clothes. He told himself that, but strangely he could feel her neck against his upper arm and how her skin warmed his shoulder. He swallowed, even though he didn't have to, he took a breath. He glanced at her and she was resting her head against him and her arms were wrapped around his and he sat there and let her not be alone, perfect posture and all. Wanda kept her eyes on the wall of the room in front of them, she glanced in his direction on occasion. He was relaxed, but still rather stiff. His perfect posture made him feel like a manikin slightly, other than the fact that he was breathing.
Vision looked at her and she looked back at him. They stared into each other's eyes and he blinked, Wanda took a breath and she slowly moved her hand up his chest. Vision felt her soft hand glide across his shirt and she touched his face, he closed his eyes and she left her hand on his cheek. He opened his eyes and they stared at each other. Wanda sat up slightly, and he leaned, but retracted. Wanda felt a breath leave her and she shuttered slightly. Vision could feel her breath against his cheek. It was an interesting feeling. They got close and both leaned into each other and their lips touched. Wanda closed her eyes and Vision kept his open, he felt stunned, not knowing what to do. He slowly closed his eyes and he moved slightly and Wanda put her other hand on his arm. He moved his hand to her lower back and he kissed her with more vigor and he didn't know what he was feeling, his mind was moving a mile a minute and for some reason, his chest was warm and felt like it was weightless. Wanda moved to her knees and Vision moved along with her and she pushed him onto his back. Vision laid there and Wanda climbed onto him and she brought her lips to his slowly and she felt the strange metal touch her lips. He put his hands around her and he heard her moan into his mouth, he moved a hand down and he grabbed her ass. Wanda felt a surge of endorphins enter her body, she moaned again as his hand grabbed her again.
Vision opened his mouth slightly and he felt her tongue enter, he made a strange noise and Wanda smiled softly and kept kissing him. Vision moved both his hands from her ass up her back and held her shoulders softly. Wanda pulled away and she sat up, she was sitting there and he stared up at her. He rested his hands on her hips, he could feel her warm skin against his fingers, he moved his hands gently up her stomach and he grabbed her breasts. Wanda closed her eyes and exhaled and slightly moaned. Wanda opened her eyes and he moved his thumbs over her nipples and she moaned softly and she looked down at him. Vision moved his hands away from her breasts and he heard someone coming, he sat up and Wanda gasped slightly and she landed on the bed and she sat up as Vision stood and he fixed his shirt. He almost rubbed his hair, if he had any. Wanda and Vision heard the door open and Sam stood there "Vision I need you back in the Operations room"
Vision looked at Wanda and nodded "Yes Sam, I'll be right there"
Sam nodded and walked away, Vision looked at the floor and he sighed and swallowed. He looked at her and he opened his mouth to speak, but he turned and walked away and fazed through the wall. Wanda sat there on the bed and her hair was a little out of place, she took a deep breath and she fell back and laid on the bed, she huffed a breath and stared up at the ceiling.
Felicia
The cold air swept up the snow and became small snow tornadoes as a car drove up the long road. The car was going a safe speed, the headlights were on and the wipers were sliding back and forth. The heavy snow fall and erratic wind hit he wind shield. The car came around the corner and it slowly came to a stop and slightly slid across the snow covered road. It stopped and the headlights switched off, the car died and became dark and silent. The door swung open and a leg swung out of the cabin and went into the snow. Felicia climbed out of the car, her boots sank into the snow and she buttoned her coat. She wore a hat over her long platinum blonde hair. She could see the facility in the distance, the brightest light for miles. She walked toward it, her feet sinking into the snow to her knees. She trudged through the heavy snow and she squinted as she had her eyes set on the facility.
She got past the large lake of snow and she came into the vicinity of the outpost with a few guards. She walked into the road and stared at the two men at the checkpoint. One was working the large metal barrier, there was nothing else, but she knew the Avengers had something hidden to keep people out. She walked toward the one poor guard who had to tough it out in the snow. He shined a light at her and his hand was on his piece. She stopped "Identification" he said walking forward carefully.
She sighed and acted like she was late for work "This weather is horrible, I got stuck, I'm needed inside"
"Identification" he said again
She raised her eyebrow slightly, he got in a close vicinity of her and she tilted her head and slightly puffed out her chest. "Well I left it in the car"
"Then I can't let you in"
She rolled her eyes "Come on, really I have to go trudge through that again?" she asked pointing back at the large lake of snow she just crossed.
"What's your name?"
"Emily Conway, I work in the facility"
"Doing what?"
"I work on a computer, I'm a technician, ok a nerd on a computer"
The guard lightly chuckled "Don't nerds usually wear glasses?"
"I wear contacts, and its geeks who were glasses"
The guard shrugged slightly "Not even a driver's license?"
She gasped "Here" she said as she dug into her pocket and pulled out her license. She flashed it to him and he saw it and it had her name and it looked like her. He sighed "Sorry for the inconvenience. Come on through, you need help with the car?"
"No, I had someone coming, but thanks for the offer"
The guard walked toward the second and moved his hand, the guard pressed a button and the large metal barrier lowered. Felicia took a breath and she walked forward "Thank you"
The guard nodded as she went past the barrier. Felicia kept walking as it closed, she looked back and she smirked "Emily Conway, thank you" she said softly. She looked at the driver's license, she was lucky it was dark and snowing. Emily Conway was a real worker at the facility, but she was busy on vacation and she was Asian. Felicia smiled, she got to the doors and walked in.
She was there was for one reason: find out what happened to Peter. She knew that the Avengers would be able to tell her, she needed to find the Medical bay. She could feel the instant warmth as she walked down the hallways. The facility seemed almost empty, or there was a large congregation of people elsewhere. She didn't really know what she was doing, she didn't know the layout of the building. She knew nothing about it. She just needed to see him, she didn't even know why, she just needed to. She walked down the hallway and she saw an opening in the ceiling and a long balcony ran along the opening. She looked up and she looked back down the hallway and looked around for anyone to see. She aimed her wrist and fired her grapple hook. She shot upward, she grabbed the railing as she got to it, she pulled herself up and brought herself over the railing, she continued to walk down the hallway like she knew where she was going.
Felicia moved her feet faster as she heard footsteps behind her. She moved as fast as she could without making a sound, she got to the end of the hallway and took a right, she saw a small room and she walked into it. She leaned against the wall and she held her breath. She peered around the wall as she saw the person walk by. It was a guy in jeans, and a wool coat, but he didn't look like he just got there, he just hadn't taken off the coat since he arrived. She gasped slightly and moved back as his head turned. Clint looked behind him and frowned, he sighed and kept walking. Felicia sighed in relief and she got out from behind the wall, she continued back from where he came from. She was lucky that there was no one hanging around. She saw two fogged glass doors and she saw a name on the wall next to them: Captain Rogers. She raised an eyebrow and kept moving, she didn't have time to dally and get caught staring at the office of Captain America. She needed to get to the Medical bay, she didn't even know if Peter was here, she just had a feeling.
The longer she took to find him, the greater the chance she would get caught, and even for her, she was a bit out of her league. She almost jogged the rest of the way to the other end of the hallway, she stopped at the corner and she peered around it. She saw a small group of personnel, they were busy talking, she scoffed and shook her head "Morons" she said softly.
She walked around the corner and she walked toward them, not one questioned who she was or why she was there, she frowned slightly, she expected some kind of resistance. She saw the large doors and she noticed the symbol next to it, the Medical bay. She nodded and kept her pace as she got close, the doors opened on their own and she walked in. She was met with a long room with numerous beds lined down it, she saw a doctor. He frowned "May I help you?" he asked
Felicia nodded "Emily Conway"
"I've never officially met Emily, but she isn't white" the doctor said
Felicia smiled and she heard the doors close behind her, she quickly punched the doctor twice in the face and knocked him out. She caught him before he hit the floor, she held him up and he was actually quite light. She dragged him over to a chair and sat him down in it. She got him placed like he was looking at his computer and she glanced up to see only two occupants to the many beds in the room. She saw one that looked in horrible shape and she raised an eyebrow and shrugged, she didn't care. She was looking for Peter, and that guy was too big to be him. She took a few steps away from the doctor and she saw him, Peter was laying on a bed that was two away from the big guy. She walked forward, she almost ran, but fought her feet and kept them walking. He was asleep, Felicia got to the foot of his bed. She stopped and stood silently, her hands touched the edge of the bed, she took a breath and walked along the bed, she ran her hand over the thin blanket. She didn't touch him though, she got to the side of the bed where in the movies there would have been someone. She kept her hands away from him, he was sleeping his left eye was blackened.
She went to move her hand toward him and she saw his face smile. He breathed slowly "How did you get in here?" he asked, not opening his eyes.
Felicia shrugged "I break into banks for a living"
Peter laughed softly "That you do"
She smiled briefly and it disappeared, she tilted her head "I thought you died"
Peter opened his eyes to that "Really?"
"Well the video of that guy beating your ass and then when the video ended, it looked like you died"
Peter frowned "Luckily I'm not dead"
Felicia nodded and looked at him and saw that he wasn't really moving too much "What did he hurt?"
Peter sighed in brief annoyance, but not because of her. "He basically broke my back"
She leaned forward slightly, he waved her off "I'm not paralyzed, just, need to heal"
"How long would that take?"
"Well if I was normal, weeks, but since my current situation, maybe days"
"Maybe?"
"It's all unknown, but how exactly did you get in here?" he asked changing the topic.
"I walked right in, I am impersonating an Emily Conway"
Peter chuckled "I met her, she's Asian you know"
Felicia nodded and gave him a small smile "Yeah, well I did get in"
"Impressive, but you know you need to leave"
"I just got here" she said in confusion
"Well you just broke into the Avengers' Facility, so, this is not a bank"
"Yeah I noticed because there isn't any money in here"
Peter gave her a look "Well you can't be caught in here"
"If they see me, I'll just leave"
"You don't want these guys looking for you, not to mention, since a guy just gunned down innocent people in the street."
"Yeah, well, he's locked up here right?"
"Somewhere"
"Then they're busy with him, and you and body cast guy are alone" she smiled softly at him. He didn't return the smile. She frowned slightly "What?" she asked
"That's Captain America over there" he said grimly
Felicia looked over at the guy in the body cast "Well he doesn't look like him"
"Yeah the guy that's locked up put him in a coma, and broke almost every bone in his body"
Felicia sighed "Sorry, didn't mean to…"
"I know you didn't mean to, but you still did it"
She nodded, feeling stupid that she just insulted him, not directly, but she basically disrespected someone he looked up to. "I guess I'll go"
Peter grabbed her hand "Hey"
She looked at him, he blinked slowly "Do you think you can check up on Aunt May?"
Felicia nodded "Sure", she leaned down and gave him a long kiss and she handed him a piece of paper, she broke away from his lips and whispered in his ear "Here's my number"
She turned and walked away, Peter looked at the paper in his hand, he shook his head, and he placed the paper next to him. He looked down at his feet. He swallowed and took a deep breath, he tried to wiggly his toes and he felt his back burn and he gritted his teeth in pain and he tried to move his leg, he couldn't. He grimaced as the pain traveled up his back and he tried again and his toes twitched slightly. He stopped and put his head back into the pillow and he breathed for air and he sucked as much as he could down into his lungs. Peter felt the pain slowly go away and he smiled softly as the pain stopped, he was able to twitch, it was progress.
Steve
Nothing but a constant burning that resonated in his back kept him from moving. He didn't know where he was, he remembered shoving Tony away then seeing the car coming down toward him. He couldn't' open his eyes, he was stuck in darkness, he could feel the warmth of the sun, and a warm breeze ran over him, but it was winter. It should be freezing, but why wasn't it? He tried to open his eyes, but they stayed shut, he moved his arms and he could feel that he was in a bed, and he reached up to his eyes and he touched them, they were closed. He tried to open one of them, but his eyelids didn't move, not even a little. He put his arm back down and they plopped against the mattress and he took a deep breath. His back was killing him, he took a deep breath. He needed to find a way out of where he was, but where was he?
Steve wanted to see Natasha, he wanted to feel her against him, but he was alone. He tried to open his eyes again, and this time he saw a little light, he stopped and took a breath. He took a deep breath and tried to sit up, his back stopped him though, the pain burned. He fought through it and he jolted up and he felt like his back cracked and he exhaled as the pain slowly faded and he felt back to normal. He tried to open his eyes and he saw a flash of the Tesseract and then Schmidt, he saw him shoot up into the opening of space. He heard a soft voice "Steve?"
Then he felt the rushing cold wind then freezing cold water. He yelled and he opened his eyes and he was in a room and he was covered in sweat and he was breathing frantically, he felt a hand touch his shoulder. He looked over, expecting Natasha, but Peggy was there. "Steve?" she asked looking worried. Steve frowned and he saw that she looked like she did in 1945, he blinked a few times and she titled her head "What was it?"
Steve slowed his breathing and he closed his eyes, she touched his face and his heart fell, he wanted to cry, and hold her. He opened his eyes "I was on that bomber"
Peggy nodded "You're not there anymore, you're here with me, in our apartment"
Steve frowned slightly and he looked at her "Our apartment?"
Peggy nodded "Steve, we found you in the water, here, I'll get you some water, and every time this happens you have to slowly remember it all."
Steve felt her leave the bed and he looked around, his desk was there, but no laptop. He looked to his right at the nightstand, it was his lamp from the forties. He saw Peggy walked back in with a glass of water, she handed it to him "Here" she said
He took it and took a long drink, it tasted different. He put it aside, "What year is it?" he asked
Peggy took a seat on the bed and she smiled at him "its 1946"
Steve's eyes widened a little, but then he started to remember waking up and seeing Peggy and Colonel Phillips standing over him, he was freezing. He looked at her "Did we win?"
Peggy chuckled softly "Yes, we did, every time, I have to tell you the same thing. Here close your eyes and I'll help you remember"
Steve shrugged slightly and closed his eyes, he waited and he felt her lips on his and he opened his eyes and he slowly closed them and he put his arms around her. He was taken back to the time she kissed him before he jumped onto that bomber. He felt her lips leave and he opened his eyes, Peggy looked at him "There, better?"
Steve nodded "Well, I guess…"
"No guessing Rogers" she said to him
He looked at her and for a second he thought she was Natasha, but she was still Peggy. He smiled and he looked down and he frowned. Peggy looked at him and realized what he was looking at, she smiled "Yeah, um, you still need to be reminded, sorry the bad dream, memory thing" she said and she lifted her hand and there was a ring on it. Steve felt a ring on his left ring finger and he saw her put her hand on her stomach "And this"
Steve raised his eyebrows "You're pregnant?"
"Yeah, four months"
He smiled "When do these bad dreams happen?"
"Every once in a while, but most of the time, your right here"
Steve almost laughed "Well, I, wait what about your job?"
"I can have children Rogers"
Steve nodded "Yeah, what do I do?"
"You are still in the army, but since the wars over, you're out. You get money by drawing"
Steve smiled "Well is it morning?"
"It will be in three hours"
Steve laid back and he felt Peggy crawl up against him and he stared up into the ceiling and he felt her head rest on his shoulder, just like Natasha. He smiled, but it soon faded away, he looked at Peggy and she was asleep, and he frowned. This couldn't be real, could it? He took a deep breath, where was Natasha? He bit his lower lip and he felt tears enter his eyes, where was he? He was in the forties, and he didn't go into the ice, what the hell was going on?
Clint
Clint walked up to Hill's office doors and he listened, it was quiet. He took a breath and he started to open the door. The door jolted away and Bucky stood before him, clothed, but his hair was a little messy. "Having fun?" he asked glancing past him to see Hill sitting at her desk, her hair was as messy as Bucky's. Bucky gave him a look "We tried to be quiet"
Clint smirked "Yeah, well you were, till I got closer to the doors"
Bucky nodded "Do you need anything Clint?"
"Yeah, I was hoping to help you on our 'new guy' problem"
Bucky nodded "I have Gerald looking into his friend Jacob Bronson, he actually gave me a notification that he has something"
Clint nodded "Perfect, well Steve's office?"
Bucky nodded and walked past him, Clint hung around and looked at Hill "So" he said
Hill looked at him "Just go" she said
Clint smirked "Well at least you had fun" and walked away.
He followed Bucky down the hall and toward Steve's office. "So, you're taking this well"
Bucky nodded "Steve would want us to keep working"
"Yeah, but you barley stood at the foot of his bed"
Bucky stopped and turned around "I need to figure this mess out if I am to help and understand that guy, Sean"
"Wait, did you just say help?"
"His men and best friend were turned into murderers, and the government covered it up. I'm going to try and help him get the truth out, at least to any family members"
"Why?"
Bucky titled his head "It's what me and Steve would both do, so since he's in a coma"
Clint nodded "Got it, ok then so you hoping that Jacob Bronson has some family left?"
"Yeah the other two men, their families aren't really around"
Clint nodded as they entered Steve's office. Bucky was a few steps ahead of him, he grabbed called Gerald. He waited for the connection and he looked at Clint "You know where Natasha is?"
Clint sighed "Probably somewhere she feels safe at" he paused as he thought of the places, he smiled "She's probably at Steve's apartment"
Bucky nodded and he heard Gerald answer "James" he said calmly
"Ok, Gerald, what do you got?" Bucky asked
Clint listened closely, Gerald took a deep breath "You do know he was involved in a mass murder of a town in Pakistan?"
"It was a cover story for his real reason for being there"
Clint frowned "Wait, when, was this mass murder?"
Gerald took a second and answered "it was in 2007"
Clint frowned "Natasha was in a town in Pakistan in 2007"
Bucky shrugged "What do you got on Jacob other than his disgraceful file?"
"Well apparently his mother lives in Oklahoma City"
Clint raised his eyebrows slightly "Anything else?"
"He was well liked by the people he grew up around, not one could understand why he murdered all those people in Pakistan, so no just the mother"
Bucky nodded "Thanks Gerald, and hey I want you to look into Department X"
"Department X, I have their file around somewhere downstairs"
"Ok, well read it and brush up, send me a message when you're done, and I'll call you"
"You got it, and James, be careful"
"Always" Bucky said and disconnected. He looked at Clint "Well, time go on a field trip"
"I hear Oklahoma is cold this time of year" Clint said
"Well it's time to go see mommy"
Natasha
She made it thirty minutes before she was sitting on the couch and she was asleep. The soft subtle ticking of Steve's old clock on the wall was the only noise in the apartment, aside from her breathing. She was resting her head against the back of the couch and her legs were propped on the rest of the couch. She had her arms crossed as she slept, she was sleeping peacefully. For the most part, she had fallen asleep with her mind on Steve.
Natasha laughed as she was rolled over and she giggled as she kissed Steve, who was laying next to her. He had her in his arms and he looked at her "Hey" he said softly
Natasha ran her hand up his bare chest and she swallowed "hey" she said back to him. Steve smiled and he kissed her and she closed her eyes as she felt him against her. His arms moved down her body and she moaned as his hand moved down her side and rested at her hip. She wrapped her leg around his waist and she smiled as she stared up at him. Steve looked down at her "You're so beautiful"
Natasha felt a smile creep across her face and she gazed up at him and her eyes soaked in all she could "No one calls me that"
Steve looked at her "Then there is something wrong with them"
She smiled at that and kissed him again, his hand moved up her hip and his thumb touched her scar. He pulled away from her and his eyes made her feel safe. "Bye, bye bikinis" he said and began to kiss her cheek and went down her neck. She chuckled and closed her eyes as his lips touched the base of her neck and he moved down and he grabbed her breast. Steve put his face into them and he kissed them and Natasha laughed as he moved his mouth over her breasts. She moved her hands up his back and she held onto him, Steve took his face out of them and he kissed them lightly. She giggled "You sure got the foreplay down"
Steve looked at her "I think I have it all down"
Natasha looked at him "Really?" she asked smiling
He smirked and his cheeks grew red, she smiled at him "You're blushing Rogers"
Steve shrugged slightly "I guess I'll just have to prove it" he blushed even more
Natasha shook her head "You still blush, even after that kind of remark?" she smiled at him
Steve pulled her body closer "Well, I guess I have to prove it"
"Oh you better" she said and smiled
Steve kissed her and she smiled and he kissed her teeth and his hand went down her stomach. She gasped as he touched her, he pulled away from her and he rubbed his fingers against her. She moaned and put her head back slightly, he smiled at her "Yes ma'am"
Natasha laughed and she felt his fingers enter her and she let her mouth fall open and a moan left her throat. Steve kissed her neck and he used his other hand to massage her breasts, he kissed her neck and Natasha put her head back into the mattress and moaned with a smile on her face. She laughed slightly "What else you got?"
Steve took his lips away from her soft skin, he looked at her "I have a few more tricks up my sleeve" he smiled at her and his eyes made her suddenly even more turned on. She smiled widely and kissed him as he moved his hand and she moaned against his lips.
Natasha opened her eyes and she was alone in the dark apartment, and she was on the couch instead of the bed. She took a deep breath, she was starting to remember what happened during those two months. She had to admit, she liked it. She sat up and moved her legs off the couch, she placed her feet onto the wood floor and stood. She wasn't hungry, but she needed to eat something. She was happy that she was taught how to cook by Steve, she could beat the hell out of Clint with breakfast now.
Steve
Steve struggled to open his eyes again, he gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw and his eyes shot open. He was in his apartment, but he was alone in the bed, he took a dep breath. He sat up and looked around and didn't notice anyone, he exhaled in relief. He went to get up when he heard footsteps. He saw Peggy standing in the doorway, she was fully dressed and her stomach was slightly pushing her jacket outward. "You're up" she said
"Yeah" Steve said and he got to his feet. Peggy watched him as he went to the bathroom and he did his normal rituals. Peggy stayed in the doorway and watched, Steve didn't know why, but this all felt familiar, like he knew what happened the night before. He and Peggy had a dinner together last night, but he wasn't at that dinner. At least mentally, he pulled on a white dress shirt and grabbed a tie. He found his long cream coat and put it on. He walked toward the door "I have to get going" he said, but he had no idea why he was saying it.
Peggy smiled "Full recovery"
Steve smiled "Well I have a lunch today with someone that I just can't skip"
Peggy nodded "I have to go to the office, stop by when you can"
Steve smiled "I will" he gave Peggy a kiss and walked out into the living room. Everything was how he left it, exactly how he remembered it. He took a deep breath, what the hell was he doing here? He wasn't supposed to be in the forties, he was supposed to be in 2016 and with the girl he loves, what happened when Sean hit him with that car? Steve walked out of the apartment and he closed the door, he stood in the long hallway and he didn't want to move. How bad was he hurt? Steve remembered getting most of his bones broken, but something was off. How was he here?
Steve rolled his eyes and shrugged and continued on with his day, like he knew where he wanted to go. Steve was soon walking on the sidewalk of 1940's Brooklyn. He watched as a large group of kids played in the street, in 2016, that was a big no. He walked toward a diner and he saw a kid run past him with a trash can's metal lid and it was painted like his shield and he was pretending he was Captain America. Steve closed his eyes briefly before moving on and smiling. He felt like he saw that every day, but it all felt new and old to him. He saw the diner and he crossed the road and he walked into it. The smell was actually pretty close to what most diners smelled like in 2016, but that was because most thing have been around from that long. He walked in and stared at all the people in the booths and he saw someone he remembered falling from a train. Bucky was sitting at a booth by himself and he raised his right arm and waved at him.
Steve smiled and walked toward him, Bucky stood and he was missing his left arm and he brought Steve into a hug. Steve chuckled "I figured you found some girl"
Bucky smiled "Well, the arm helps"
Steve shook his head and they both took a seat. Bucky watched him closely "Peggy told me about your dream last night, you fully back?"
Steve took a deep breath and Bucky chuckled "That would be a no"
"How could you tell?"
"We grew up together remember, I know things that other people don't know"
Steve smiled "So the lack of a left arm bothering you?"
Bucky shrugged "I've gotten used to it, that rock was a bitch"
Steve looked down and Bucky nodded "So how's the baby?"
"Four months along Buck"
Bucky nodded "Just checking"
Steve smirked "It feels a little weird"
"What, everything you wanted coming true?"
Steve took a moment to answer "Yeah"
Steve watched as Bucky ordered their food and Steve frowned slightly. If it was 1946, Bucky should be dead, or in other words working for Hydra and Red Room. Steve watched as Bucky chatted up the waitress with his usual charm. Steve shook his head slightly, this wasn't right, Bucky fell off a train and lost his arm, just they found him instead of Hydra. Steve didn't know what was going on, but this wasn't real, it couldn't be. Could it be real though? Could he really have everything he wanted, he was married, having a kid, and his best friend was still alive.
Steve took a deep breath, he was in a dream, this wasn't real, and it was all in his head. That would mean he was probably in the Medical bay of the facility, but how in the hell was he here? Steve thought for a moment then he remembered his first year back in 2011, one thing he read up on was medical things and a coma, how patients would be in a different reality. Was he in a coma and just dreaming? He had to admit it was a nice dream, but his mind hovered on Natasha. He got tapped on the shoulder, eh looked up and Bucky stared at him "You good?" he asked
Steve looked around the diner and how everything was similar but different, he didn't know whether to like it or hate it. He took a deep breath "yeah" he lied.
Bucky
Morning…
The Quinjet was flying smoothly through the cold air, Bucky was sitting in the pilot seat and he was relaxing, letting the auto-pilot do its thing. Clint was sitting in the co-pilot seat, he hadn't sat in one for e a few years, not since Stark re-designed them. Bucky was quiet and Clint didn't really have anything to say, so yeah, there was an awkward silence between the two. Clint glanced at Bucky and he decided to speak "So, when we find this woman, what are you going to tell her?"
"That we want to talk about her son"
Clint nodded, seeing Bucky didn't get his point "Yeah, but what's the story, like why are we going to just show up and ask about her son?"
"We are looking into the incident in Pakistan and are revaluating"
Clint nodded "Ok that would work, but what do you hope to learn?"
"Anything" Bucky said looking at him
Clint nodded and he looked out of the canopy as the Quinjet flew through a cloud. Bucky glanced at where they were, they were in Oklahoma, just not in Oklahoma City, and they had at least an hour left maybe less it they went faster. They both waited out the time by not talking, Bucky didn't really know what to talk about. He was finding it hard to connect with people, even Clint. Hill was really the only one, Steve was too, but Bucky found himself not really connecting with him. He was more like enjoying talking to him, but other than that, he rarely ever saw Steve. He was busy working with Fury and his own problems. Before Bucky knew it they were flying over Oklahoma City. Bucky took over and he flew toward the private airstrip that Tony had clear for them. Bucky slowed the Quinjet, he pulled the throttle back and the Quinjet curved and its flaps angled themselves and slowed the Quinjet to a hover. Clint began to unclip himself from the seat as Bucky landed. He powered it down and unclipped himself and followed Clint toward the back of the Quinjet.
They both stood at the base of the ramp, Bucky smacked the manual release and the ramp unsealed and slowly descended and planted itself on the concrete. Clint walked down first, Bucky put gloves on, and he covered his metal hand and followed. They both walked away from the Quinjet. Clint looked back "I'm used to walking out of one of those on a mission"
"Well we are on one technically, you just don't need to shoot anyone"
Clint smiled "Well it's a nice change of pace"
Bucky chuckled as they came to a car that Tony had waiting for them. He gave them the setup, Bucky climbed into the driver seat and he buckled himself. Clint climbed into the passenger side and did the same. Bucky turned the keys that were already in the ignition and he put it into drive. He drove forward and he knew where he was going. Jacob's mother lived on the outside of the city, but close enough to still be in it.
Clint stared out the windows as they entered her neighborhood. He saw the houses, they weren't large, but not small either, a good size. Bucky watched the addresses closely and he saw the one he wanted. He pulled into the small driveway, he put the car into park. He took out the keys and they both stared at the house. Clint nodded "Ok, let me do the talking"
Bucky gave him a look "I'm not that anti-social"
"Yeah, but when was the last time you talked to someone who was normal?" he asked looking at him
Bucky sighed "Ok, point taken"
Clint opened his door and climbed out of the car, he shut the door and he kept his hands in his pockets. Bucky followed and his hands hung to his hung, Clint walked ahead of him and they both stepped onto the porch. Clint rang the doorbell, they both waited patiently and then the door opened. A short and older woman met them, she wasn't white hair old, but her brown hair had some grey in it, they both stood a head taller than her. She looked at them both "Yes?" she asked
Clint smiled "Hello ma'am, we are here to talk to you about your son"
Her face almost froze, but she nodded "What about?" she asked
Clint notice her knuckles tightened and went white as he gripped the door. "We are looking into the event that your son was involved in, in Pakistan"
Her lips tightened "I got enough harassment by the press, you can leave"
Clint sighed "Just hear us out, we're not the press, we are looking into to it to see if it's true"
"True?"
Clint nodded and Bucky spoke "There is evidence that it may be a lie"
She nodded "Come inside"
Clint and Bucky walked into the entrance of the house and she led them to the living room. Clint and she took a seat. Bucky stayed standing, he looked around the room. "Can I get you anything?" she asked
"We're good ma'am" Bucky said
Clint glanced at him "Now Mrs. Bronson, first of all, what happened when you learned about what happened to your son?"
She sighed "Other than I never buried a body? The usual, then the story got out about why, and then the press had a field day"
"What did they do?" Bucky asked
She looked at him "The usual, asked stupid questions like do you know why your son did this? What a bunch of bullshit, they stayed outside my house for three months"
Clint put his hands together "Was your son close with anyone?"
She nodded "Yeah, he had a friend, his best friend Sean, sweet boy. Shame what happened to his father"
"His mother?"
"She died, Sean was always with Jacob, and they went everywhere together"
Bucky noticed a long hutch with pictures, he walked over to them. He saw a picture of two boys with arms around each other. She noticed him looking "My boy is on the right, Sean is next to him"
Bucky saw a picture of Jacob next to a girl, he looked back at her. She bit her lip slightly "That was my daughter, she died in 1995, the bombing"
Clint nodded "What happened to Mr. Bronson?"
She looked ta Clint "He fell apart after Natalie died, eh became a drunk, lost his job and he killed himself"
"Sorry" Clint said
She closed her eyes and shrugged "It was a long time ago, Sean and Jacob enlisted together, and they fought together, and died together" she said trailing off.
Bucky took a deep breath "Ma'am, who is this?" he asked pointing at another frame with a teenager standing against a brick wall. She looked and smiled "Oh, that's my grandson"
Bucky and Clint looked at her "Grandson?" Clint asked
She nodded "Yes, sadly Jacob never met him, he had a girlfriend before he enlisted. Her family was military too, but she lost someone, seeing Jacob leaving kind of worried her. So they broke it off, he didn't want her to get hurt, and she knew she couldn't stop him from joining, but she was pregnant at the time, she didn't know." She sighed "I didn't find out till he was five, but she found me, and now I got to see my son's son grow up"
"This girl's name?" Bucky asked
"Casey Willard" she said
Clint looked at the picture "And what is his name?"
She smiled "His name is Sean Jacob Bronson Willard" she nodded "Named after his father and friend, Casey loved them both so she named him after them. She helped a lot with what happened, sadly, that boy never got to meet his father and the only memory he has of him is the news and the story of how he's a murderer"
Bucky nodded "Ma'am, does you son even have a plot in Arlington?"
She scoffed and chuckled bitterly "You think the government would allow that, no, not one of those four men have a plot in Arlington, the government had every right to cover up what happened, but they didn't have to destroy our memory of them. Now everyone who sees that picture of my boy sees a murderer, not the good man he was."
Clint nodded "Well ma'am, we're here to tell you that your son is not a murderer"
She looked at them "What?"
Bucky sat down and he leaned forward "Your son was killed by his commanding officer, they were on a mission that was not supposed to exist and it went sideways, they were killed to cover up the mission"
"You're telling me my boy and his best friend were able to get out alive, but their commanding officer killed them?"
Clint nodded "Yes, and sadly Sean is still alive"
She looked at him with wide eyes "What?"
"Sean Richardson is still alive, he got back to the states and he killed his commanding officer, and sadly he has been trying to get his men and Jacob's names cleared and commended as they should be, but he killed three hundred people and injured four hundred, that shooting in New York, that was Sean"
She shook her head "Sean wouldn't have done that"
"He ran out of options, and he saw that making a big enough mess would get the government's attention, but it hasn't. Him and his men were in Pakistan and the U.S. was not allowed in there, they are not going to commended his men or Jacob, but we hope that knowing that your son is not a murderer and the man that killed him is dead might bring closure" Bucky said softly
She nodded and her chin trembled, her boy wasn't a murderer, he was murdered. She nodded and tears came to her eyes "Thank you" she said.
Clint nodded "Thank you ma'am for your corporation, we'll leave now"
Bucky and Clint stood to leave and she looked at them "Do they have Sean in custody?" she asked
Bucky nodded "They do, I am one of the one questioning him"
She nodded "Can you tell him something?" she asked
Bucky nodded, she clenched her jaw and she spoke bitterly "Kill them all"
Bucky and Clint looked at each other and they left. They got back into the car, Clint took a deep breath "That was enlightening"
Bucky nodded "She didn't seem to care that Sean killed all those people"
"She didn't seem too surprised when we told her that Sean was alive too, she might have already known"
"Maybe" Bucky nodded "Either way, we gave her some closure."
"And found out some things" Clint said
Bucky started the car and pulled away and drove away from the house and back to the private airstrip.
Tony
Tony was sitting on a stool in his lab and he was staring at a screen, he kept his eyes on the video playing. He had been watching Sean kill those people over and over, he studied how he fought. He wasn't a pretty fighter, but he could hit you and hit hard. Sean usually focused on killing anyone with one punch. Tony had FRIDAY going through the video and studied every part of his fighting style. Tony had a small package of Chinese takeout. He glanced at his trash, he looked back at the video. He saw Sean kill three cops in less than five seconds. He looked away and took a deep breath. Steve was in a coma, and he shoved him out of the way of that car, Tony was sure his armor would have helped him live, but he knew Steve wouldn't have taken that chance.
Tony turned and he saw the suit that he was making Peter, it was over half finished. He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes, he was tired, he hadn't slept all night, but he didn't feel like sleeping. He couldn't not with Steve in the situation he was in, "Mr. Stark?" FRIDAY asked
"Yes FRIDAY"
"I am done with studying Sean Richardson's fighting style"
"And what do you make of it?"
"He has no finesse"
Tony chuckled "Well, at least next time I'll be able to fight him and not get beaten"
"If I remember correctly, you did beat him"
"Yeah, but that was after he hit Steve with the car"
"Do not blame yourself for what happened to Captain Rogers"
"Yeah, but if I stopped Sean before…" Tony began to say and he stopped. He shook his head "I need to be faster at assessing the situation"
"Well, you could always train"
Tony laughed "I don't train FRIDAY"
"Might do you some good"
Tony looked back at the screen and stared at the video as it played. He pressed a button and the audio turned on, he heard a barrage of screams and gunfire. He listened to them and he stopped the video as he saw Sean hit Steve with the car. He stood and looked at Peter's suit, he nodded and decided to work on that, he needed something to take his mind away from the current situation till Natasha called him.
Steve
Steve was lying in a bed again, he knew that if he opened his eyes he would be in the forties. He didn't want to open them, but a part of him needed to open his eyes to see Peggy. He moved slightly and he kept his eyes closed, he was going to keep his eyes closed, at least he was going to till something landed on his stomach. He opened his eyes and he felt a hand shaking him awake. "Come on guys, it's Christmas!" a voice said
"Sweetie, it's five in the morning" Peggy groaned from her side of the bed.
"Come on, dad get up" the voice said and Steve looked at the young boy who was trying to get his parents up.
"Grant, I think you misunderstood the remark of wake us up in the morning"
"Well it is morning" Grant said
Steve chuckled "Ok, I'm up"
Peggy groaned "He gets it from you"
Steve watched as Grant leaped off of the bed and ran out of the room. Steve moved closer to Peggy and he put his hand on her shoulder. She turned to look at him and smiled "Well we better get out there before he jumps on us again"
Steve chuckled "Peggy?" he asked
Peggy looked at him and saw his face, she nodded "Another one?"
Steve nodded, Peggy just smiled at him and gave him a kiss "its 1952, we live in New York, you and me have started building S.H.I.E.L.D. and Grant is six years old, we are happily married and Howard and Bucky are coming over later"
Steve nodded "Thanks"
Peggy put her hand on his face and kissed him, he accepted the kiss. He watched as Peggy climbed out of bed and he took a deep breath, then it hit him again. He was in his coma, but he didn't know how to get out of it. The thoughts of Natasha and 2016 soon left him and he climbed out of bed to hurry and follow Peggy so their son wouldn't throw a very well profound fit. He was named after him, his middle name was Grant. Steve walked into the living room and he saw a tree and lights and presents all around. Peggy was sitting on the couch and she looked at Steve as he stood at the entrance of the hallway. He saw her smile at him as Grant grabbed her a present himself a present and he held one for Steve in his other hand. Steve looked at them both and smiled, he slowly felt the thoughts of what was real fade away, he was starting to like this. But a small part of him new it wasn't real, but his mind didn't want to see it as anything other than real.
Author's Note: I would like to hear your thoughts on this one. Review