Steve rogers (american_just) wrote in new_worlds, @ 2010-09-28 11:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | adrian steel/titan, sharon carter/agent 13, tony stark/iron man |
Who: Steve and sharon
What: Possibly a trap
Where: New york then south east asia
when 9/28/2010
Rating: R
Status: Incomplete.
Steve was off in his gym at the apartment slamming away at a punching bag kicking and punching using all the skills he knew.The rubber and the closth wrapps on his fist.He heard the door open behind him.
Sharon shut the door behind her with a soft click. She could hear him battering away on the sack from where she had been sitting and reading in the apartment and couldn't ignore it for long. She sat down on the step, watching him just about burst the stitches.
Steve looked around and saw her and smiled. Taking off the wrapps in his arms.He smiled as he looked at her. "Hey you. Did you get the call from nick too? or Is this a solo op?" He smiled as he waled over to her.
"You think I'm letting you out of my sight or security feeds?" She gave a thin snort, looking up at him. "Or do I need to recite the list of agents I threatened or punched that tried to stop me last time." It was a joke, a bad one, and she reached out, catching his pant leg.
"There you go again spoling me,You know Im sure ofthe shield agents can do the same job you do" He leaned in and kissed her soflty. "Let me wash up and ill put on my cloths." He caressed her face and walked into the shower letting the drops of water splash on his body whiping the sweat from them.
"Wow, what a flatterer Steve." She smiled and shook her head, letting him pass by. "Do you have to go? Aren't there enough agents that could do the same job as you?" She tagged along, leaning in the steaming bathroom to watch him wash.
"Not every shield agent is a super solider with the best hand to hand training in the world." he smiled as he cleaned himself off before walking out with a towel wrapped around his wasit. He was walking out slipping on his unifrom and putting the shield behind him letting the mask lay behind his head. "Well we going my SUV or Chopper?" He asked her whisking her in his arms and kissing her the happiness filling his kiss.
"Figured-mmf!" She held onto his shoulders, then wrapped her arms around his neck to keep him there, kissing. "Love, can't I convince you not to go out?" she asked honestly, talking softly against his lips.
He looked up at her as he kissed her again and smirked. "Its probably just a recon op baby Im sure it isnt somthing to big.Its probably just a empty wharehouse where there is old aim equipment.He looked around the room and took her hand. "Now come on you my sheild handaler thats mean I get to right shot gun in a flying car"
"Just how many 'just recon ops' do you need to go waltzing into before even the Star-Spangled Avenger will act just a little bit more cautious?" She squeezed his hand. "Yeah you're gonna ride shot gun and this time please warn me before you jump out of the flying car?"
"Don't I always?" He smiled at her fallwoing her out of the apartment toward the garage hopping into the driver seat of her ford. "Listen Sharon There not even sending you in with me are they? I mean come on nothing will go wrong and I'll be back before dinner
"You are jinxing yourself, buster, with all that talk." She sighed and leaned on her car's door looking at him. "Well, if you don't make it back in time, I guess that I'll have to eat the steak and then homemade tiramisu by myself." SHe leaned in and kissed him, a surreal kind of image. "I like this car, no scratches. Promise me."
"Promise...chances are it s probablyout of the country. and the Hellicarrier is big rnough for me to jump it without leaving a dent on the wheels" He smiled feeling the car levitate.He was so happy with her in the driver seat and confident in the Op that was being planned. "Sides I'm sure Nick just want to know whats what"
She steered up and out, eating up altitude. "Sending out a big gun to play gopher for information on a decrepit warehouse?" She smirked and angled for where he asked her to drive. The air felt good as it ran through her hair, steering wide back and forth for fun.
"Well yea...I mean Id send you to issue a parking ticket...Id like to see hoe far that argument lasts" He chuckled letting the air hit his face as they glided. "Sharon...stay behind on this one...please?" A thought occured in his head as he rode with her.
"Sure sure. Do I have to wear the tiny skirt, thigh highs, and half-zipped down police uniform too?" she teased and looked over at him, winking. She drove for a while. "If it's a milkrun, it should be fine. There a reason? Make it good, sweetie."
"I would not object to an outfit like that" He smkired walking out of the car and adjustgin himself saluting a few of the agents. "Sharon just trust me Please,Get on the aduio and visual of the misison.It's all the way in south east asia."
"Yeah, yeah. Step out of the car so I can frisk you." She kept a reasonably straight face as they walked past the agents. She sighed and nodded. Some missions a normal human just wasn't cut out for. "Alright you win." She grabbed his arm, twisting him to look at her. "Just, promise me you'll be careful out there."