Chance Meeting Chapter 7: Over due!
(Disclaimer, see chapter one and on with they story... For certain parts of this chapter, I had gotten the idea from Sleeping with the enemy and Friday the 13th part 7. And one or two other movies... and now go troll someone else!)
It had been a couple of months since Rachel and Bucky tried a new thing and her rump wasn't sore anymore, thankfully she could sit and she had told Bucky that she would consider doing that again. If he were a alittle bit gentle with her, he had agreed, so far Zemo and HYDRA hadn't suspected anything, Amber was planning to play a game called 'Stay the hell away from Crossbones, and Red Skull' at all costs. And Rachel was so playing that game as well. Not that anyone could blame them, and time and time again, both Bucky and Steve had threatened Tony with lessened teeth if anything were to happen to their young ladies. Sam and Clint were getting tired of holding Bucky back, Steve was reasonable however Bucky was not, and it seemed that Rachel was the only one that could calm him down. Not even Steve could calm Bucky down; and every time that he would try to talk to his best friend, he would threaten him with a black eye. Or other painful punches, and bodily harm. Rachel was going to see Zemo today, and today was the day that HYDRA was going to fall, The Avengers were buying their time carefully, Amber was going to be there too. Little did she know that Captain America himself was taking an interest in her; everyone knew that Rachel was Bucky's woman, well besides HYDRA. Faust was still pissed because he couldn't get into *Tarja's* mind and he couldn't figure her out, Amber had made sure that she kept her mind in certain patterns. For fear that Faust would read her mind, if he hadn't already, and so far from what Wanda could detect, he hadn't.
As ususal, Zemo was waiting for Tarja, near the main hall, she was wearing a figure-hugging and flattering dress that was the color of red and a simple black light-weight cardian, her shoes were a beautiful yet simple wedges, that made her average frame taller than normal. Her inky black silky hair was in a lose but simple messy bun, with little wisps framming her face, and with a light application of of makeup; Zemo had figured from the moment that he saw her that she was something special and interesting and that she was. Rachel had told him, that sometimes she wore contacts whenever the mood struck her, he liked her dark eyes better. He wanted her for himself and for only himself, he actually wanted her to move in with him, and to be married to him. He was buying his time on that one, and he was thinking on her words, thinking that he shouldn't play second fiddle to HYDRA and to The Red Skull. She was right, he had honor and a lot of promise to rule, however he wanted her to rule by his side. There were times that he thought that she really knew what he was thinking; and she was so old-fashioned for one so young, he knew that she was adopted he didn't care. Today was the last day that he was going to play 'second fiddle' to anyone; especially to the Red Skull!
Rachel wasn't feeling well, her stomach was killing her, she was late for her period because her and Amber would roughly start within the same week. She had been sick for the past two weeks, and no remedy wasn't really working on her at all. Thankfully, Zemo had believed her when she had said that she had been ill, and that was why she hadn't came by, she had talked to him on the phone a few times and Tony had made sure that Zemo wasn't tracing their calls, and Bucky was right there. Biting her lip, Rachel was looking up at Zemo, in the middle of their talk, Faust and Crossbones were standing side by side "Speak,'' Came Zemo's voice, Rachel showed no real emotion towards them, because she wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of being scared of them. Then the Red Skull had showed up, now she was scared shitless! But she had never given anything away, even in that demented freak's presence "Zemo,
I had no idea that you were 'entertaining' your 'friend' Hi Tarja...'' He had said nearly in a scary mocking tone of voice. Then Crossbones had put in his two cents "Looking fucking hot as ever... too bad Tracey had said that she wanted to go home because she had a doctor appointment...'' Was he lying?! Amber would NEVER leave her "Really, she hadn't told me, because we tell each other everything.'' She had responded cooly, for all she knew, Amber was somewhere else in the compound. And they were trying to get her alone, Faust had stepped forward Zemo was busying himself with protecting Tarja from Red Skull and or Crossbones, and keeping an eye out for Faust and his tricks.
Faust had continued to slowly advance on her "Tell me dear, who was your father?'' He had asked with near genuine concern "I have no idea.'' She had answered honestly, from what Faust had sensed, that was the truth "What about your mother?'' He had countered, Rachel felt the headache instantly, he was trying to get into her mind and still no luck "I hate my mother, she abused me for years because of a man that she was sharing a bed with, and I vowed right then and there not to be anything like her.'' Rachel could've kicked herself while mentally swearing, she gave too much away, Zemo had turned around slowly looking at her out of the corner of his eye. Tarja had never discussed her home life, and he now knew why. Rachel felt the bile rise in her throat; she was going to throw up, she shouldn't have came today, but she had to keep up her 'relationship' with Zemo. She had a feeling that some people were getting suspicious. Before anyone could react, Red Skull was walking down to the two and Faust and Crossbones were bringing up the rear, Rachel had immediately turned around as Zemo and Red Skull were fighting. Rachel had used her powers out of defense and attacked the two, the two men went flying in the air and going through the window. The Red Skull and Zemo were too busy exchanging blows to even know or even care about what was going on until, Crossbones had managed to pull not only himself up but Faust as well "Alright, bitch, I was going to be gentle with you, but it seems that you like it rough, funny so do I...'' No sooner than he had said that, Rachel had lifted her hands up and he went flying causing him to get impaled hard back first on a wooded board.
Red Skull had stopped fighting with Zemo, and looking at her as if she was a gold mine, it was a good thing that his number one killer for his cause wasn't dead, and she was Telekenetic "Impressive...'' Now Rachel was seriously going to throw up, all that bone and blood that was seeping from the man's demented head and back area, closing her eyes willing herself to stay composed. Great, now The Red Skull found out that she has powers, Zemo had punched him "Tarja!'' He screamed while running over to her and grabbing her elbow and walking her to his private corridoor passageway. As they entered, leaving the idiots to clean up the mess, they were standing in his private lab, as he had released her arm. Rachel was wondering what was going to happen? What would he say? Zemo had looked at her "What an impressive talent that you have, Tarja. Why didn't you tell me?'' He had said while seating her down in a nearby chair, she had bit her lip and explained "I thought that you would judge me, everyone did, that I got close to.'' That made a lot of sense, he had nodded his head in understanding and placed his hand on her shoulder, in a silent comfort. She had gasped when they heard banging, it was the Red Skull "Open up Zemo, your little pyshic had a lot to answer for!'' Rachel had quickly stood up and hid behind Zemo. She was afraid of that man, as the door had busted opened there he was, looking pissed, very pissed. She had seriously injured Crossbones! Nearly killing him, before Rachel could blink, Zemo had his sword out and waiting for Skull to make his first move.
And knowing the Red Skull as well as he did, the red man would stall, and then take advantage of the situation. Zemo had his sword at the ready, and with his other arm, he was keeping Rachel behind him; she was scared. The Red Skull was looking at her as if she was the greatest thing that he could ever lay his hands let alone eyes on. Skull was grining like the per-verbal chestier cat, and that look was scaring the hell more out of Rachel than normal; she was shaking from head to toe. The Red Skull had charged and Zemo had blocked the attack; as he had dodged the another attack, Rachel had jumped back. Before Zemo could turn around, The Red Skull was going to grab her by the throat, she was ready. She had focused her powers, she was causing the wires and the electricity to go haywire, the wires had wrapped themselves around the man's neck and body. Lifting the struggling evil man, choking him, lowering her gaze to the floor, watching the metal boards bend and twist and finally imploderight under the wrapped man. Letting the man go and hearing the body hit several floors below them, Zemo saw that she was shaking and gently touching her forearm "Tarja, come here, I have to get you and your friend out of here. And later, I will come for you, come...'' Before Zemo could fully gather her to him, The Red Skull had came up out of nowhere through the floor boards,
grabbing her by the forearms and pulling her away from Zemo.
Rachel had screamed, as the two were falling through the hole, as she was able to get away from the madman, while ripping her cardian off. She was against the wall, back first, and scooting away from him; not keeping her eyes from him. Levatating in the air, and looking quickly for chains; remembering briefly that she was down there once before. She had remembered that Zemo had told her that they had kept Winter Solider in the ice staiasts. Thinking fast, Rachel had opened it with her mind, and turning the device on with her mind "Tarja, I will rip your throat out...'' He had gasped, while blood was coming from his nose and his mouth. Rachel was using the wires that had kept The Winter Solider: her Bucky, using every ounce of her mental abilities. And the sick pyscho was thrown into the ice chamber and he was put deep in the ground. Rachel had collapsed, on her knees, Zemo and Amber had gathered her up and helped her to the limo. He had picked her up with ease and carried her to the car; Amber had gotten in when she had thanked him, making sure that her best friend was taking care of, they were driving off and to the hideout. Rachel was shaking and sweating and pale, Amber had brought her closer and talked to her quietly: when the car had parked she was practically carrying Rachel into the safehouse. Bucky was there, busy making a hole through the floor with his pacing, as the door had opened everyone had stopped what they were doing; Bucky had immediately taken custody of Rachel and brought her to the couch so that Dr. Banner could take a look at her. She didn't seem to be fully aware of anything, or anyone around her, as Wanda had brought a small blanket to cover the shaking girl up with "Shock...'' The doctor had said, "She's in shock...'' He had continued, as took her vitals.
Amber had leaned against the door, shutting her eyes, and turning her attention back to her best friend "Rachel used her powers, The Red Skull was going crazy with glee because of her powers had spiked and she had defended herself against Crossbones and Faust. And that pyscho had happened to see Rachel's powers in action.'' As she had explained, while telling the story "I was trying to take the hell away from a couple of horny HYDRA soliders, and that's including the women,'' She had shuddered, Bucky had noticed that her cardigan was ripped off, Amber had shrugged while meeting his questioning gaze. Rachel had spoken up, if a bit quietly, "I took down The Red Skull...'' She had said while shivering "It was an accident, I didn't mean it.'' They had all looked at her in shock; Widow was glaring at her "Somehow, I find that hard to believe...'' Amber had glared right back at her "You jealous? I can see right through you.'' Rachel's best friend had countered, while Widow had glared "I thought that she didn't believe in killing anyone, no matter how evil they were?'' She had asked rather snarkly, Rachel had glared and immediately stood up with Bucky by her, blanket and all, she wasn't in any mood for this "I didn't kill him, dumbass, I used my powers to throw him in that ice statisits thing, and I put him deep in the ground... and everything was a blur after that.'' It was the truth, looking at Amber confused "Did you carry me?'' Her best friend had looked at her as if she had hit her head "Uh, no, Zemo did... He told me to get you the hell out of there, and I didn't argue.'' It was clear to everyone that Zemo was smitten with 'Tarja' everyone knew that it would take HYDRA a long time to regroup and find The Red Skull. So they would breathe a bit easier, until such a time has past.
The next few days, Rachel was still throwing up, Bucky had rarely left her side, she had mainly spent most of the couple of days in bed: she couldn't really keep much of anything down. So far the only things that she had been able to keep down was soup and crackers, and hot caffine free tea. And some of the time, she couldn't even keep that much down. Amber was suspecting something, but she was hoping that she was wrong and that Rachel had caught a strong bug somewhere and that it was going through her system anyday now. Amber had thought back, she had started her period, and Rachel didn't, okay now that was very strange. Her and Rachel sync into the exact same day and hour, now she was nervous and scared, snapping from her thoughts. It was her turn to go to the store, and Rachel felt ok enough to go, under the condition that she didn't leave Amber's side until they come straight home. Bucky had made those conditions, Rachel had inwardly rolled her eyes at his protectiveness towards her, not that she could blame him. HYDRA had nearly caught her and Amber, Tony was still answering for that one and then some, Amber had brought Rachel from her thoughts with her actions on placing two pregnancy tests in their cart with them. Seeing her friend's dark eyes light and flicker in worry "Just in case,'' Came her cryptic words, she was hoping against hope that she was wrong. She had thought about Rachel's symptoms 'Need for sleep... Cravings... Nausa... and she was looking a bit puffy...' And she dared not tell her, after checking out with their purchases, they had went into after building, both had made into the Women's Bathroom, without anyone noticing them ''Okay,'' Came Rachel's voice "Easy to use...'' She had read the directions while Amber was shoving her in one of the stalls of the ladies room; glaring at her friend ''Kill me later, hurry it up, or Bucky will sniff you out...'' Came Amber's words of somewhat reason.
As Amber had shoved that test in Rachel's hand, she had closed the door on her, waiting, Rachel did what the test was supposed to do and waiting for those couple of minuets was like slow torture and then some. She had winced, her breasts ached and not in a good way, her and Bucky had been making love sometimes; he knew that she was sick/ and had been sick. Rachel was shocked that she didn't get him sick, maybe it was a super solider thing, or maybe... Looking at the result... Her mouth had dropped opened in total surprise, "Oh Jesus!'' Rachel had screamed while opening the door, Amber had seen the result on both of them, as the dark hared young woman had bit her lip, as her best firend's arms had wrapped themselves around her "What am I gonna do?'' She had asked while trying not to cry, Amber had taken a deep breath "We will have to tell, they will figure it out eventually...'' Rachel had agreed, and they left to tell them. Mainly one man that meant more to her than her own life.
*Meanwhile with Bucky,*
Bucky had entered his and Rachel's romm, he was sweaty, him Sam and Steve were busy chopping some trees down. He had decided to do so, to pass up a bit of time, until his Rachel had walked in the door to take a nice shower. After stripping, he had walked through the bathroom door and turned on the water to his liking and stepped in. Without him knowing, someone had snuck in his room and put on one of his shirts and waited with a pair of shorty shorts on under the material; it'd be a funny joke to play...
*As the girls were walking in the door*
Steve had heard them coming through the door and met them, smiling at the two, while taking the bags from them and walking into the kitchen "Where's Bucky?" Rachel had asked, Steve had stopped walking and turned to look at the girl that stole his best friend's heart "I think that he said something about taking a shower, if you want, you can wait for him down here...'' Came his voice, he had looked at her, Rachel had seemed more somehow and he couldn't place how he knew, and maybe Bucky had helped her too, in his own way. Smiling at him "Thanks but no thanks Steve, I think that I have seen him naked a couple of times...'' She had said while quickly saying 'hi' to everyone. Walking up the stairs as Amber and Steve were walking in the kitchen, going up to their bedroom door, with her hand on her stomach, smiling... Baby... she was going to have Bucky's baby, hopefully the child will have his cuteness, she had nearly giggled at that thought. Opening the door, she saw something that made her stoamch fall-her heart break- there was Widow sitting on his bedin one of his shirts. Rachel shook, when she saw the little smug look on her face "Didn't expect you home... looking for Bucky? He's in the shower...'' She had said cooly, as if she didn't notice her pain, Rachel looked like she was going to cry. Romanoff smirked "You were a game, to us both...'' Rachel had glared at her and with her mind she had pushed her from the bed, and ran off... tears streaming down her face...
Before anyone could catch her, Rachel had ran outside and got in the very car that her and Amber were in before. Driving off ignoring her friends yelling for her to stop and come back...
*Back to Bucky*
A freshly clean and dry Bucky was stepping out of the bathroom in a pair of simple red flannel lounge pants when he had seen Widow getting out of his shirt that Rachel had bought him; she was laughing a bit. Amber and Steve had glared at the two from the doorway, Bucky was meeting his eyes questioning eyes "Buck, do you want to tell us why Miss. Rachel had ran out of here crying?'' He had asked, okay now everyone here had offically lost their minds, him included, Amber wanted to charge at him, but Steve was holding her back "How long have you two been screwing behind her back?!'' Came Amber's voice, it was pure rage, seeing the look of confusion on Bucky's face, Widow was laughing harder "Nothing happened! All I did was play a prank, and if she's too childish to see that I had shorts and a tank top on, then we don't need her...'' Amber had managed to get out of Steve's grasp and caught Widow off guard, choking her as they had gon down to the floor "You were seething with jealousy... because Rachel and I had single-handedly brought down HYDRA, without your... 'skills' and you couldn't take it...'' Steve had grabbed Amber up, as Bucky had headed out for the door Sam and Clint were in the car getting ready to trail after Rachel and talk to her, before anything happened. As Steve Amber and Bucky and got in the blonde man's car, they were hoping that Rachel was okay. After about ten minuets of looking, they had found the car, it was on fire, Bucky had flown out of the car and was burning himself trying to get at the burning vehicile; as the car had toppled over taking Bucky with it, he had injured his temple as Steve had jumped after his best friend; manging to bring him up to the surface. After getting him ashore, and in the safe house, Bucky's head was bowed, his temple was bleeding a bit, and a lone tear had poured from his eye.
*Meanwhile*
A lone woman had managed to flag down a bus, the kindly driver had agreed to take her wherever she wanted to go, the woman had said Texas. Thinking that it was abit odd that a beautiful Russian/German-looking woman would want to go to Texas. She had promised that she would make no trouble, and the man had agreed, while she was taking an empty seat, next to a woman that had a big basket full of apples, one or two were green some were red and a couple were gold, perfect for a pie. The elder woman, who looked to be in her mid 50s possibly early 60s, had waved her over to her, and the woman had complied; handing her an apple "Here sweetheart, you look hungry.'' She had said in her thick Texas accent "thank you,'' She had replied quietly "visiting some friends back?'' The woman had asked, while her damp dark hair swayed with her head movement of shaking 'no' and the bus movement "no, I was visiting an old family friend of mine.'' Seeing the woman's face light up in concern "honey, was she sick?'' The younger woman's dark eyes blinked at her for a moment or two "no, she left her boyfriend,'' She had choked out, trying not to cry "did he beat her?'' Again the woman's dark hair shook 'no' "He would never done anything like that, she had recently found out that she was pregnant and one day she was going to tell him. And according to what she told me, he had gone back to his ex, like a little trained puppy.'' She had bitterly said while the bus zipping down the twists and the turns of the opened road; the elder woman had shook her head in understanding "Men like that, honey, aint worth your time, or tears,'' She had said while slowly reaching over and drying the lone tear that was unknownly falling from her dark eyes; and bringing the crying girl to her shoulder "She thinks that she's a coward,'' She had sniffled "A girl like that, never, and honey you are not a coward either. You are a lot stronger than you think that you are, never sell yourself short of what you are truly capable of. I'm Clara Sue-Jackson...'' She had said while allowing her younger companion to look at her; for an older woman, she was beautiful with her blonde hair in a braid and her kind blue eyes.
"Your name honey?'' She had asked, politely, biting her lip, she had answered "Rachel Tarja Summers.'' The woman had smiled...
(End of chapter 7 of chance meeting... read and review! I wonder what would happen?!)
