Iron Woman - (Fem Iron man X Pepper)

Chapter 53 - Zemo

Vision was standing next to me as we watched Rhodey get scanned. My arm was in a sling, we all were beat up.

"How did this happen?" I ask Vision.

"I became distracted."

"I didn't think that was possible." I look up at him.

"Neither did I."

I stare at him for a moment before walking off. I notice Nat staring at me, she nods and turns around. I follow her out onto a balcony, sighing as I stare at the view.

"The doctors say he shattered L4 through S1. Extreme laceration in the spinal cord. Probably looking at some form of paralysis." I nod sadly.

"Steve's not gonna stop. If you don't either, Rhodey's gonna be the best case scenario."

"You let them go, Nat." I whisper.

"We played this wrong."

"We? Boy, it must be hard to shake the whole double agent thing, huh? It sticks in the DNA." I say angrily, instantly regretting it.

"Are you incapable of letting go of your ego for one goddamn second?"

"T'Challa told Ross what you did, so....they're coming for you." I nod.

"I'm not the one that needs to watch their back." She walks off.

I take a moment to watch her walk off, sighing and looking at my watch. I frown and tap it, a hologram pops up. "What am I looking at, Friday?" It was a photo of a dead body.

"Priority upload from Berlin police."

"Fire up the chopper." I walk off.

I was flying over a stormy sea, looking down at my phone, "The Task Force called for a psychiatrist as soon as Barnes was captured. The UN dispatched Dr. Theo Broussard from Geneva within the hour. He was met by this man."

"Did you run facial recognition yet?" I ask.

"What do I look like?"

"Uh, I don't know. I've been picturing a red head." I look away.

"You must be thinking of someone else."

"Must be." I whisper.

I flip my phone to see the photo, "The fake doctor is actually Colonel Helmut Zemo, Sokovian Intelligence." I project the photo in front of me. "Zemo ran Echo Skorpion, a Sokovian covert kill squad."

"So, what happened to the real Broussard?" I ask.

"He was found dead in a Berlin hotel room. Where police also found a wig and facial prosthesis approximating the appearance of one James Buchanan Barnes."

"Son of a bitch. Get this to Ross." I say.

"Yes, Boss."

It wasn't long before I reached the raft prison.

"This is the Raft Prison Control. You're clear for landing, Miss Stark."

I operate the chopper on my touch screen, Two semi-circular doors open up in the flat circular top. The chopper lands on a helipad and the doors close above it.

I wince as I move my left arm, hopping out and walking over to Secretary Ross. "So? You got the files? Let's reroute the satellites, start facial scanning for this Zemo guy." I nod

"You seriously think I'm gonna listen to you after that fiasco in Leipzig? You're lucky you're not in one of these cells."

He takes me into another room with guards, I slow down and stare at the security footage of Wanda. My heart broke as I saw her in a straight jacket with a collar nod.

I go into another elevator, taking in the sight of metal cells. Clint starts to clap and yell. "The Futurist, gentlemen! The Futurist is here! She sees all! She knows what's best for you, whether your like it or not."

I walk over to him and sigh, "Give me a break, Barton. I had no idea they'll put you here. Come on."

"Yeah, well, you knew they'd put us somewhere, Y/N."

"Yeah, but not some super-max floating ocean pokey. You know, this place is for maniacs. This is a place for...." I pause.

"Criminals?" He stands up. "Criminals, Y/N. Think that's the word you're looking for. Right? That didn't used to mean me. Or Sam, or Wanda. But here we are."

"Because you broke the law." I nod.

"Yeah."

"I didn't make you." I sigh.

"La, la, la, la, la...."

"You read it, you broke it." I say.

"La, la, la, la la..."

"Alright, you're all grown up, you got a wife and kids. I don't understand, why didn't you think about them before you chose the wrong side?" I walk away as he stands.

"You gotta watch your back with this woman. There's a chance she's gonna break it!" Clint yells.

"Hank Pym always said, you never can trust a Stark."

"Who are you?" I ask as I walk past.

"Come on, dude."

I stop at Sam's cell. "How's Rhodes?"

"They're flying him to Columbia Medical tomorrow. So...fingers cross." I sigh. "What do you need? They feed you yet?" I look him over.

"You're the good cop now?" Sam asks.

"I'm just the girl who needs to know where Steve went." I nod.

"Well, you better go get a bad cop, because you're gonna have to go Mark Fuhrman on my ass to get information out of me."

I look at my watch and tap it, holding the side button. "Oh, I just knocked the A out of their AV. We got about 30 seconds before they realize it's not their equipment." I nod. "Just look." I pull up the photo of the real doctor. "Because that is the fellow who was supposed to interrogate Barnes. Clearly, I made a mistake. Sam, I was wrong." I nod.

"That's a first."

"Cap is definitely off the reservation but he's about to need all the help he can get. We don't know each other very well. You don't have to...." I nod.

"Hey, it's alright." I lean closer as he sighs uneasily, "Look, I'll tell you...but you have to go alone and as a friend."

"Easy." I smile.

Siberia....that's where I'm headed next. I walk to the chopper as Ross follows me. "Stark? Did he give you anything on Rogers?"

"Nope. Told me to go to hell. I'm going back to the compound instead, but you can call me anytime. I'll put you on hold, I like to watch the line blink." I smile.

As the chopper takes off I unclip the sling on my arm, cradling it for a moment. I push a small button on a panel, The Iron Woman Suit wraps itself around me, a hatch opens and I flip out, and fly through the clouds.

My mind was racing....who knows what this guy was gonna do next.