Captain America The Winter Soldier

what makes you happy?

The next day, Steve was furious with how the mission turned out.

The thing is, you nor Steve talked about what went down before the bomb and that made your relationship tense.

You and Steve were at the Triskelion, S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.

Steve walks into Fury's office, furiously. You were behind him for support because that's all you ever do.

"You just can't stop yourself from lying, can you?" Steve storms in hot, walking with an attitude.

"I didn't lie. Agent Romanoff had a different mission than yours." Fury corrected.

"Which you didn't feel obliged to share." Steve added with a little hostilely.

"I'm not obliged to do anything." Fury reminded.

"Those hostages could've died, Nick." Steve mentioned in a stern tone.

"I sent the greatest soldier in history to make sure that didn't happen." Fury raised an eyebrow. You glanced up at Steve who enjoyed the little comment but went back to angry in a matter of seconds.

"Soldiers trust each other, that's what makes it an army. Not a bunch of guys running around and shooting guns." Steve scoffed.

"The last time I trusted someone, I lost an eye. Look, I didn't want you doing anything you weren't comfortable with. Agent Romanoff is comfortable with everything." Fury adds.

"I can't lead a mission when the people I'm leading have missions of their own." Steve told Fury, shaking his head.

"It's called compartmentalization. Nobody spills the secrets because nobody knows them all." Fury informed.

"Except you." Steve shot.

"You're wrong about me. I do share. I'm nice like that." Fury steps into an elevator with you Steve following behind him.

"Insight bay."

"Captain Rogers nor Y/N Stark does not have clearance for Project Insight."

"Director override, Fury, Nicholas J."

"Confirmed."

The elevator starts moving down.

You, Steve and Fury stand in the elevator and it turns awkward real quick.

"You know, they used to play music." You joked lightly.

"Yeah. My grandfather operated one of these things for forty years. My granddad worked in a nice building, he got good tips." Nick looks up. "He'd walk home every night, roll of ones stuffed in his lunch bag. He'd say "hi", people would say hi back. Time went on, neighborhood got rougher. He'd say "Hi", they'd say, "Keep on steppin'. Granddad got to grippin' that lunch bag a little tighter."

"Did he ever get mugged?" You asked, really curiously.

"Every week some punk would say, what's in the bag?"

"What did he do?" You question.

Fury laughed slightly, "He'd show 'em. Bunch of crumpled ones and loaded .22 Magnum." Fury smiled. "Granddad loved people. But he didn't trust them very much."

As you three continue to ride down the elevator, you notice the giant Helicarriers.

"Um-" You point.

"Yeah, I know. They're a little bit bigger than a .22." You three step off the elevator and Fury shows you around. "This is Project Insight. Three next generation Helicarriers synced to a network of targeting satellites."