Poisonous

No dying allowed in my house

This chapter is short because the next chapter is long and there's a lot of plot. Y'all aren't ready for the chapter after this I swear. It's a real cliffhanger. 

From her position on top of Zemo Y/N could very easily tell the woman who had just walked into the room was in fact Sharon Carter. It had never crossed her mind to ask who the power broker was. But now her long time friend was standing here and she had started to connect the dots.

Quickly she jumped up and walked over to Sharon. "You're the Powerbroker?!" she yelled. She was still drunk from earlier so she almost tripped with the speed she was moving at.

Sharon stepped backwards slightly, not wanting to be within arms reach of the assassin during this time. "Yes. I'm sorry I didn't tell you but I thought it would complicate things," Sharon explained.

"It certainly wouldn't have complicated things to know we had a powerful ally," Y/N replied, a clear annoyance in her voice.

Zemo had removed himself from the boxing ring as well, silently walking to stand behind Y/N. Alerting her to his presence he placed a hand on her shoulder and spoke. "She is not your ally, darling."

Sharon rolled her eyes at this comment. In her eyes she was certainly more of an ally than Zemo. "And you are?" she snapped, glaring in his direction.

"I would say I'm a lot more than just an ally," Zemo answered, holding his head high as he spoke. Then he turned to Y/N, her face was twisted in confusion and betrayal. He leaned closer to her and whispered, "Go drink some water and take an aspirin then get dressed for our mission. Once you're done getting ready you should sleep a little. We'll leave for the GRC when you wake."

She nodded and left the room, allowing Sharon and Zemo to talk. Although she was mad she knew it would be better for her to confront Sharon later. It wasn't the fact that she was the Powerbroker that made Y/N mad. It was the fact that she hadn't told her.

Burying her anger in favor of a calm and collected demeanor she went to get a glass of water. She drank the water and took a few aspirin, hoping it would keep her from feeling any sort of hangover. She didn't usually get them but it was good to take precautions.

Y/N got changed into combat gear and then, as Zemo had requested, she took a nap in one of the rooms.

She was awoken by a quiet shuffling of feet next to her. Instantly remembering where she was and what she was supposed to be doing, she sprung up. "Are we leaving?" she asked, turning her head to see who had woken her.

It was Zemo. He reached out to brush a hair out of her face, his hand staying to cup the side of her face. "In a moment. I've had Oznick pack your things in the jet, we will be leaving soon after the job is done," he explained.

His voice wavered slightly. Y/N wondered if something was wrong. She figured he was just nervous for the dangerous mission. Grabbing his arm, she pulled him down to sit on the bed next to her. "Is everything alright, Z?" she asked.

He shook his head, wordlessly taking her hand in his and resting his head on her shoulder. She tentatively put an arm around his shoulder to bring him closer to her. "Tell me?" she offered.

"I fear I've grown quite attached to you, my dear," he explained.

"Yeah I can tell," Y/N replied with a laugh.

"It's just that we'll be in a lot of danger tonight. I can't protect us from all of it. I don't like the odds," Zemo said, his voice becoming more unsteady as he spoke.

Something within her clicked at this moment. She understood why he acted the way he did. Why he bought her expensive gifts. And why he always wanted to be around her. It was love. "Oh, Zemo. You should know I don't care for math," she murmured, leaning closer to him.

He had lifted his head to look into her eyes now. Their lips were only centimeters apart. "I have to tell you something, in case we don't make it out," he said. "I lo-"

Before he could finish she interrupted him with a quick kiss, already knowing what he was going to say. But she wasn't quite ready to hear it. "Tell me after. Because I'm not going to let you die."