Agent XX

Part Three

**SMUTTY**

Tonya's POV:

Wanda's body language told me that she was still unsure about me as she walked me to my room, the long hallways left only the sound of our heels clacking on the smooth flooring to fill the silence. She stopped in front of one of the identical dark doors, the only identification being the decorations each person had put on their own, tacky if you ask me. The door opened to reveal a rather large room, the only furniture being a large bed and desk. I pulled back the long dark curtains that lined one wall to reveal floor to ceiling windows that could light the room without any electricity needed. This room was in desperate need for some furniture. I walked over to the long desk that had a keyboard and stack of paper neatly lined up on the surface. I grabbed a piece of the paper and a pencil, sketching an outline of the room and creating a design plan. I could feel a pair of eyes set on me as I worked, the stare sat heavy on my neck, their glare burned into my skin.

"Can I help you?" I didn't turn around to see who it was, my hand continued to glide the pencil around the paper covered in drawings.

"I'm sorry." The husky voice mumbled from behind me. I froze suddenly, I never thought I would hear those two words muttered out of the Winter Soldier's mouth, let alone to me. I turned around to face the sorrowful look painted across Bucky's face, how could I not forgive that look?

"Me too." I sighed, biting the inside of my cheek. He looked so vulnerable in this state, his normally aggressive body language had softened as he slumped against the end of the carefully made bed across from me. Something deep inside of me ached to comfort him, but I could not. Though I forgive him for his actions as the Winter Soldier, my memories have been deeply scarred with the pain he caused me. His lips hinted at a soft smile as he nodded and walked out of the room, leaving me once again in the silence of the boring room.

After I finished the sketch for the room, I decided to wander about the compound, searching for some sort of storage room to raid for furniture. I passed through the common area where Wanda and Natasha were giggling on the couch, their conversation became hushed as I walked past the room. I pressed the bottom button on the elevator as I watched Vision add seasoning to a large pot in the kitchen, he called Wanda for help as the doors closed in front of me. The bottom level was dark, filled with random shapes in the dim light that escaped the elevator. I was clearly multiple levels below the main floor of the compound as there were no windows that allowed light to filter into the large room. My hand roamed the walls next to me in search of some sort of light switch, only to find nothing. My eyes struggled to adjust to the dim lighting of the room, unable to make out anything more than a few feet in front of me.

"Clap on," I clapped twice. I remembered that Hydra had lights that required clapping to turn them on, they were phased out a while ago except for those in the abandoned prisoner cells. The lights began to light above me, rows and rows of fluorescents revealed a room much larger than I had anticipated. A room full of random and mismatched furniture appeared in front of me, jackpot.

I roamed through the range of furniture, picking out a few items that struck my fancy and placing them back in the elevator. After I picked out a few large items, the elevator became a game of tetris with each new item I added. I decided to stop after I had some seating and little tables crammed into the large elevator; I would come back to further roam this magnificent room full of goodies.

As the elevator doors opened to reveal the common area, Steve and Bucky blocked my way. Their conversation halted as they looked at me and the furniture stuffed in behind me, their eyes questioning me as I stood there in silence.

"Gentleman, care to help a lady out?" I smiled and batted my eyes as I picked up one of the couches behind me with ease. Still in a trance of confusion, they both managed to grab the rest of my haul and follow me back to my bedroom. They sat the pieces down in the middle of the room, still looking at me with dazed expressions.