AGENT 13 [Sharon Carter] (agent13) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2015-06-20 16:14:00 |
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Carter came up behind Bucky when he wasn't paying attention and nudged him in the spine with the wooden butt of one of the recovered Kalashnikov AK-74s. There wasn't a gun around that she didn't know how to sling, but a soviet weapon was a good reason to get him talking, and he'd been mostly quiet on this trip so far. "1978, isn't it?" She said, holding the rifle by the barrel as the Winter Soldier turned around, and then tossing it at him. "You'd probably know better than me." Carter's parents had never understood her. They'd wanted a little girl in flowered dresses and ringlets, who married some kind of bank manager, had kids and a dog and lived in Martha's Vineyard. Even after she'd started up with SHIELD, it had taken her a long time to admit the fact that the white picket fences and the perfect 9-to-5 life wasn't what she was striving for. Now, with plans to move into an apartment in Brooklyn, it looks like as soon as she'd given up on the dream of stability, she'd found something close to it. When Sharon's Aunt Peggy had died, Carter had felt like she was burying the only family she had. besides her family at SHIELD, and after she'd been brainwashed by Faustus to shoot Captain America and Tony had become the director, life at SHIELD had never been the same. Coming here had almost felt like a hard reset of all of that. She had Nick here, she was on his team and taking his orders and it felt good. She felt like she belonged here, now. And getting her memories about what was to come, being Zemo's captive and a helpless observer of the ways that Jet manipulated Steve and Sam -- she wasn't looking forward to having to go back. She wanted to stay here. With Steve's two dogs, and their Brooklyn apartment, and Nick Fury. The life she'd let go of hoping for, only to have it dropped in her lap. She wasn't really sure where Bucky fit in all of this. He was family -- sure. Steve's pride and joy from WWII, soiled and spoiled by the Soviets, and washed up on the shores of the future like shiny piece of refuse. He didn't belong anywhere, and that wouldn't have been so bad if he didn't know it. Sometimes they talked about the fact she should have killed him before Steve had wished back his memories. Sometimes they talked about the fact he was glad she didn't -- but those times were rare. Maybe the people in her life who meant family to her were fucked up. Maybe she'd perverted her parents' opinion of the perfect life, marriage and family. But her grizzled one-eyed war pirate, her bitter Cold War ghost and her War Bond Poster boy were the most important people in her life, and being with them, around them, and fighting by their side was what made her happy. So she was probably pretty fucked-up too. "You think it'll still fire?" |