So, I was supposed to be going to a movie today, but my date skipped out on me, so I decided to write this instead. I'm hoping to get the next chapter (the final chapter) done tonight as well, if not, then tomorrow morning. Yes, this is the end. It's been a long ride, but I'm glad to say it as been a fun one.
chibichibi98: Yes, she's dropping bombs everywhere! Olivia is where she needs to be, whether she realizes it or not.
DarylDixon'sLover: Aww thanks! Don't worry, she's not giving him up anytime soon!
Tiphanie: Bombs are dropping everywhere! And yes, I think we covered the baby thing yesterday, right?
TalkNerdyToMe91: Breathe, woman, breathe! You'll need it for this chapter!
WXCKED is good: I'm excited too! Babies!
Hannah: You're welcome, hon! Yes, y'all are spoiled! Two updates in one day! Your questions will be answered very soon. Very, very soon.
Dez10d2Rite: Yes! Two in one special!
NESSAANCALIME6913: Yeah, no. Olivia's not really going to throw herself in a fight with 'super-people.' She's smarter than that. For the most part.
Brittney-xx: Yay! I'm glad you love it!
hateme101: Oh, I know. I had to be a little cliche!
CJ/OddBall: Yes! A baby! Don't worry, I'm not that evil. Sarah would be cute, if it's a girl.
ADameToKillFor: Yeah, I had to put the dialogue in there! I have to make it right, if I'm going to do it. I'm not one of those people who can half-ass it. I gotta make it perfect! JK. And yes! She dropped another bomb.
martarosado17: I've got one more coming after this, so I'm not leaving you hanging!
SilverShadowWolf46: Yeah...you say that now...Jk. Jk.
NadzKers12: Yeah, your heart's gonna be skipping a lot.
Azure83: Yeah, daddy James is pretty sexy. Well, he's pretty sexy on his own, but yeah. That mental picture. Whoo! Someone get me an ice bath!
Enjoy!
James stared down at me with wide eyes. He was frozen, mouth slightly parted, still gripping my arms. I bit my lip, staring up at him, tears in my eyes. Was he happy? Disappointed? Would he walk away? Leave me behind? Force me to leave?
He finally moved, his grip on my arms tightening a fraction as he swallowed thickly. "Y-you're pregnant?" He breathed, searching my face for any sign of a lie or a joke. But it was the truth. "You...you're gonna…" He inhaled shakily, turning away from me. I watched him run a hand down his face before he bent down, pulling on his boots.
"James, talk to me." I said, my voice shaking.
"You gotta get out of here." He said, turning back to me. "I'm not risking having you here. Not when our child could be in danger." He placed his flesh hand over my stomach, where our child was growing.
"I'm not leaving you."
"Please, Olivia. The last thing I want is for you to get caught in a fight. Leave now, and there's a chance you can get away still."
"James-"
"There's a HYDRA safe-house just south of here, in Schkeuditz. Go there and wait. If I don't come for you in two days, I want you to leave Germany. Get somewhere safe. Keep our child safe."
"Buck." Captain Rogers said, gaining James' attention. "Let's go."
He looked back to me, leaning down to press a kiss against my lips. I cupped his cheek, his hair tickling my fingers.
"I love you, Olivia." He said, looking into my eyes.
"I love you too, James."
He kissed my hand before walking towards Captain Rogers. Captain Rogers gave me a small smile. I gave him a halfhearted smile back, watching them walk away.
I got in the bug, driving out of the parking garage, and from the airport. I watched it until it disappeared in the rearview mirror. Would this be the last time I saw him? Would he come for me like he said? Would he live long enough to see our child be born? Would he be able to raise our child, or would I be doing this on my own? That thought had me skidding to a stop in the middle of the road. The town was in front of me, just a few thousand feet and I'd be driving down main street.
What the hell was I doing? Separating myself from the one person I needed, the one person who could keep me alive. I couldn't survive on my own. I mean, I probably could, but I didn't want to. I wanted James to protect me as much as I needed him to. I couldn't just leave his fate unknown. But if we got caught. If they lost this fight, we'd never see each other again. They'd lock him up, maybe give him the death penalty. I'd be taken to a mental hospital like my sister wanted. I'd never see my child. If they found them, they'd come after me. They were coming after me. I'd held a senator at gunpoint while escaping the government for christ sake.
I leaned my head against the steering wheel, my mind rushing at a million miles an hour. If I left him, I'd never see him again. If I went back, at least I'd know the fate of my child's father.
I shifted gears, the tires screeching as I made a u-turn, driving way above the speed limit back to the airport. Like hell I was gonna leave him behind. If I was gonna run, he was coming with me.
I drove back to the airport, nearly breaking through the entry doors. I could hear the sound of fighting in the eerily silent building. I stopped as I passed one of the food vendors, spotting a knife. I was unarmed in a fight involving super-people. I'd need something to protect myself with. I jumped over the counter, grabbing the knife before assessing where the fighting was. I ran towards the sounds, watching as a figure in red was pulled out the window, yelling as he fell through the air.
"You couldn't have done that earlier?" I heard James ask.
"I hate you." Sam.
"James!" I shouted, seeing them on the floor below me. I ran down the escalator, sliding to my knees beside James.
"Olivia? What are you doing here?"
"I'm here for you, genius." I said, looking at his metal arm that was stuck to the ground. "What is that?"
"I don't know. Can you get us out?" Sam asked.
I took the knife, slicing away at the thick, sticky, web-like substance. "Ew." I said, shaking my hand to get it unstuck.
"Olivia, you need to leave." James said, grabbing my arm as I worked his metal one free.
"No. I'm staying with you. I need you, James. And I at least need closure if you don't make it out of this."
He sat up, tugging his hand the rest of the way free, looking over to Sam for a moment. "There's a quinjet in Hangar 5. Can you get there without being seen?"
I thought for a moment. "I can figure something out."
James leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. I kissed him back, enjoying the feel of having him so close again. I couldn't believe I'd almost left him.
"While I'm happy for you two, it would be great if you could get me out of this." Sam said, ruining our moment.
I pulled away, laughing lightly. "Sorry, Sam."
James pulled me in for another kiss before he let me move to work on freeing Sam. He stood guard, making sure nothing came for us. We ran from the terminal, Sam and James taking off in a different direction as me. I ran towards a Catering vehicle, happy to find the keys inside. Maybe this would be my lucky day.
I spotted where the others were running, taking off towards the hangars. It didn't move fast, but it was faster than me on my own two feet. I kept one eye on them, swerving around various obstacles. I stopped when they stopped, a beam of light coming from a flying figure stoppin them in their tracks. What the hell? This wasn't going to be good. I pushed the cart as fast as it would go, driving towards the open hangar that had to be Hangar 5.
I pulled up beside the quinjet, taking a deep breath. I had made it. But were the others okay? I could hear the explosions and the fighting from where I was. I got out of the Catering vehicle, making my way towards the quinjet entrance, when I spotted something out of the corner of my eye. Was that...a giant man? I stood there for a moment, just looking in amazement. Yeah, I was way out of my league with this one.
I saw James and Captain Rogers running towards me, and almost shouted out to them, when I was hit from the side. I hit the concrete hard, the air leaving my lungs. I turned on my back, trying to breathe as a redhead stood over me. I held up my hands in a surrender.
"Look, I really don't want to fight you because I know I'll get my ass kicked, so I'll just leave if you'll let me. Me and my baby would really appreciate that, if you would not fight us."
Her head cocked to the side, a frown forming on her features. "Baby?"
I nodded, looking at her, terrified something was going to happen. Maybe I did make a mistake, trying to get to James. I flinched as she held her hand out, and I stared at it for a moment, not quite sure what was going to happen, but I took it anyways, letting her pull me back to my feet.
"I'm not going to fight you. And I'm not going to fight them. I may agree with Tony, but I think Steve is right as well."
"So...you're like...a double agent? Or something?"
"Or something." She smiled a little.
There was a crash and dirt and debris started falling in front of the hangar door, the tower starting to fall in front of it.
"James!" I called, trying to run, but Natasha caught my arm, stopping me.
The tower stopped, a red force field keeping it from falling. Captain Rogers and James ran, just barely making it under before the tower fell, blocking the exit. Natasha turned from me, stopping the two men from getting to the quinjet. I saw James' eyes land on me, and I nodded slightly, letting him know I was okay.
"You're not going to stop?" Natasha asked Captain Rogers.
"You know I can't."
She sighed. "I'm going to regret this." She lifted her arm, shooting something from her wrist at the cat-man that had landed behind them. "Go." She said as it electrocuted him.
Captain Rogers nodded slightly at her before running towards the quinjet, James following. I took James' hand as he passed, letting him pull me up the ramp and into the quinjet.
"I thought he told you to leave." Captain Rogers said to me as he got in the pilot's seat.
"Yeah, well, I've never been good at following orders." I said as James strapped me into a seat.
The quinjet lifted into the air, James buckling himself in next to me. I reached across the aisle to him, his hand meeting mine. He gave it a squeeze, running his thumb over my knuckles.
"Get some sleep." He said, smiling softly at me.
I got more comfortable in the seat, letting the whirr of the jet lull me off to sleep.
I was having a weird dream. There were people all around me, standing over me where I laid. There was a bright light in my eyes, hanging down over me. A man in a surgical mask leaned over me, saying something I couldn't understand before looking down the table. I followed his gaze, finding my stomach swollen, and my knees bent. Something cold touched me between my legs, sharp pain ripping through me. I gasped, crying out slightly. I felt like I was being ripped apart. I screamed as the pain worsened, my back arching up off the table. I gripped at the edges, feeling like I'd bend the metal I was holding on so tight. I screamed one last time, my scream echoed by another's. A baby's cry. I watched with blurry eyes as the man between my legs held up the baby. My baby.
"This will be our new generation!" He said.
All of the men in the room stood at attention. "Hail HYDRA!"
I gasped, waking up from my nightmare. I had to take a couple breaths, remember where I was.
"Are you okay, doll?" I turned, seeing James' concerned eyes.
"Yeah. Just a dream." I said, running my hand down my face.
My stomach dropped a little as we landed, the snow blowing around us. I was already cold and I hadn't left the jet yet. I unstrapped myself as James and Captain Rogers armed themselves. Well...James armed himself.
"You're staying here." James said, turning to me, gun in hand.
"There's emergency blankets if you get cold." Captain Rogers said.
"We'll be back. No matter what you see, stay out here." James said, squeezing my shoulder. "I love you." He said, cupping the back of my head, pressing a kiss to my lips.
"I love you too." I said, watching as he turned away from me, standing shoulder to shoulder with Captain Rogers as the hatch opened.
"You remember that time we had to ride back from Rockaway Beach in the back of that freezer truck?"
"Was that the time we used our train money to buy hot dogs?"
"You blew three bucks trying to win that stuffed bear for a redhead."
"What was her name again?" James asked.
"Dolores. You called her Dot."
"She's gotta be a hundred years old right now."
"So are we, pal."
I let them share their moment, trying not to shiver violently in the cold air that was coming in through the open hatch. Okay, it was more than cold. It was freezing! I was gonna need all of those emergency blankets. I closed the hatch after they left, grabbing the emergency blankets. I wrapped all four around me, covering my head down to my feet as I relaxed in the seat James was in as much as I could. I had a feeling I would be here for a while.
I started when I heard a jet land not far from where I was, and I froze. Who followed us? Was it Iron Man? Sam and the others? The cat-man? I froze where I was sitting, like me moving would alert them that I was here, though I was pretty sure they couldn't get into the quinjet. And there was enough weapons for an army next to me. I was pretty sure I was safe. Pretty sure.
I waited until I was sure they were gone, before I relaxed. I fell into an uneasy, restless sleep, plagued with nightmares of HYDRA, and what could have been. What would have been. Nightmares of what happened, what could have happened. The child...my child. James' child. I woke up when I heard shuffling outside, a voice calling my name. I bolted from the blankets, lowering the hatch. James was there, being supported on one side by Captain Rogers, and the cat-man on the other.
"What happened?" I asked, following them as they settled him in the seat, noticing the missing arm right away.
"Get to Wakanda." The cat-man said. "I will take care of Zemo."
Captain Rogers nodded to the cat-man, moving to the pilot's seat. The cat-man left, the hatch closing behind him.
"Strap yourself in, Olivia." Captain Rogers said, the jet humming to life.
I had so many questions, but I didn't object, strapping myself in. I just hoped, wherever we were going was safe, and that James was going to be okay. That we'd all be okay.