CHAPTER 26

Allie felt as though she'd been standing in front of the white house for hours. She didn't have a clue of who or what was inside, but she knew she needed to be there. The anxiety flowed through her as she lifted her hand and pressed her finger onto the doorbell. No one answered. She waited another minute before ringing the doorbell again. Her heart pounded violently against her chest. If this place was a trap, what did she have to lose? She already saw her death; it was inevitable.

She was about to give up, until a familiar male voice called out from behind the door. "Coming!" Before Allie could try to put her finger on who's voice the man's belonged to, the door opened. "Allie?"

Satisfied, Allie gave the man a grin. "We need to talk."

Sam Wilson gawked at Allie while trying to comprehend everything she just told him. "Okay - so - Let me get this straight. You have these-" he motioned his hands to his temples. "-visions?" When she nodded, he continued. "And, you were born with it, but not as intense. You're father, Alexander Pierce (World Security), experimented on you as a child to advance your gift so he could use it to his advantage and on top of that, he plans to assassinate millions of people?"

"Exactly," she replied.

"Shit, and I thought my family was messed up. But," Same furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Captain america? I mean - seriously?"

Allie sighed. "I know, it sounds crazy-"

"Because it is crazy."

"I know what I saw," she held her ground.

Sam sighed as he crossed his arms against his chest and leaned against the kitchen counter. "What exactly did you see?"

"I was running, and when I came to a stop, Rogers was standing with his hands up. Someone called him a fugitive. I mean, my visions don't always come true, but he's been acting really weird lately. He's secretive, reserved, and quiet. I don't know what to think at this point."

"Okay," Sam sighed in defeat. "Why don't we investigate a little more before we come up with conclusions?"

She looked at him thoughtfully. "Okay. where do you suggest we start?

LATER THAT NIGHT...

"So, what's your deal, anyway?" he asked as he shoved a slice of pizza in his mouth.

"How do you mean?" she asked, taking another slice of pizza. She crossed her legs as she sunk into the couch and took a large bite.

"You know, the whole 'fuck-off' attitude," he answered, nonchalantly.

Allie widened her eyes, "I do not!"

Sam gave her a 'girl, please' look.

"Wha-? I - I-"

"You have an attitude," Sam took another bite.

He was right. Allie sighed and ripped a piece from her slice. "I'm just-" she bit back the tears. "I'm so fucking tired of feeling used. And, I put up this front - like- I'm not afraid or know what I'm doing. But, the truth is, it's extremely difficult to trust people when you already know where their future lies."

Sam took in her words as he examined her. "What about Fury?"

"What about Fury?"

Sam shrugged his shoulders. "You told him everything. You must have trusted him."

"You're right," Allie said, surprised. "Fury was different."

"What about me?"

She stared at him for a long time. "I don't know."

MARCH 2, 2014 6:45 AM

She felt cramped as she attempted to stretch out her limbs. One arm and leg were able to do so freely, however, her other side was restricted by something soft but sturdy. Allie grumbled to herself in confusion and slowly opened her heavy eyes. Where was she? The last thing she remembered was...

"Shit!" she exclaimed with a start. Allie realized she fell asleep on the couch last night while she and Sam did some research on Rogers. Her eyes tried to adjust to the dim lit living room as she stood from the couch. "Sam?" She called out. When there was no response, she searched the house for him. "Sam, where are the hell are you, man?"

Her last destination ended up being the kitchen after she searched the whole house. She was about to look out the windows to see if he were outside but paused in her expedition when she found a note on the counter next to the sink. It read:

Al,

Went out for a run. Be back by 7.

-Sam

"Shit," she muttered. "The fuck Sam? You can't protect me when you're not here- ugh."

AN: Reviews or constructive criticism are appreciated. I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and got to know Allie a little bit better!