New York, 2012. It changed everyone somehow.
It changed Steve Rogers. It changed Tony Stark. Most of all though, it changed Aurelia Stark.
When nothing in Aurelia's world is what she thought it was, how will faces from her past change her whirlwind...
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Just don't come for me I won't send for you Ooh no, you're dead to me You're dead to me, oh -Dead To Me, Kali Uchis
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January 31st, 2013 George Washington University Hospital, Washington D.C
Two sets of feet tap down the corridor: mine and Steve's. Both of us wear baggy joggers and have our hoods pulled up as close to covering our faces as we can get them without standing out. It's an outfit I'd never be caught dead in; good job I'm pretty much dead to the world now anyway.
Silently, we both stand before the vending machine and stare blankly at the empty space, where the hard drive was once hidden. It's gone. Our only hope of exposing S.H.I.E.L.D and returning our lives to normal is gone. Great. Fantastic. Just what I needed.
In the reflection of the glass, I see a redhead come up behind us, popping a bubble as she leans against the wall behind us. Entirely unimpressed, I glance back at her, "So, what've you done with it?"
Suddenly, Steve spins around and pushes her through a door, into the next room, "Where is it?" he asks furiously, pinning her against the wall.
"Safe," she answers simply.
I walk into the room and shut the door calmly behind me, seemingly suppressing my emotions better than Steve.
"Do better," he demands, pushing her further into the wall- not that I thought that was possible.
I pull him back before he attempts to murder the woman, "Steve." I hiss.
"Where did you get it?" she asks with an infuriating smirk.
"Why would I tell you?" he asks, pushing out his chest in an attempt to look more intimidating than the six-foot, jacked male he already is.
"Fury gave it to you." she steps right up to me and looks us up and down, "Why?"
"What's on it?"
I touch his arm, "You know we don't know."
"No! Stop lying to me!" he turns, grabbing my shoulders and yelling right in my face, making me flinch.
