Former S.H.I.E.L.D agent, Rose March has assigned under the Avengers with direct order by Director Maria Hills, to a special service mission on watch over Sergeant James Bucky Barnes, as he adjusting to his civilian life after being pardoned by the...
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We've been flying for the last one hour on Zemo surprisingly luxurious private jet, I take the corner seat behind Sam because if anyone I can trust the most around here that person will be Sam Wilson, he is definitely the most reasonable one around.
" I don't get it." Sam says, shifting from his sit and look toward my direction- this feels familiar, an interrogation." What is it your mission again? " Sam asks, I let out a subtle breath before I nod," I can't tell much further than what I've mentioned before, Sir-" I say, in my most formal way. " So this whole time you've been spying on him?" Sam asks, this time more casual before I notice James shifts on his seat by the corner of my eyes. " I was assigned that way at the beginning until they stationed me to intervene," I pause as I shift on my own seat," It's more for a further evaluation rather than spying," I continue as I try to avoiding James glare at me, Sam let out a breath and turn his back on me again.
I step in to the restroom, taking my hoodie off to see the throbbing over my shoulder, of course my guessing was right because there's a red fresh new bruise on my shoulder, I try to look around and notice the bruises reach to the back of my neck from where he slammed me against the wall earlier, Great, it's been a while since someone done it. I let out a breath, taking my top off and start soaking a bunch of tissues with the cold water for the bruises.
" Hold that ice on your temple, It would help." She said more demanding," I gather you enjoy this a lot," I scoffed as I took the ice patch off her hands.
I quickly throw the soaking tissues and wipe my shoulder dry after a good few minutes, fixing my clothes before I step outside, and if anything, I don't expect to see James sitting on the seat next to my seat when I return, I zipped up my hoodie before I sit down.
" You okay? " James voice taking me by surprise because after what happened earlier I don't expect to have a conversation with him throughout this flight, " You still talking to me?" I ask bitterly, still avoiding his eyes as I take another seat, " I don't know Rose, you tell me- Agent." He scoffs in whispers, spitting the last word into my face," Well, considering you were just pinned me against the wall with your full strength, I'm actually doing great," I chuckle briefly as I look over the window instead," I mean it's not like the first time you did that, although usually it was way more gentle," I say in whisper as I finally looking at him from over my shoulder, and if I knew better James seems like he have been holding his breath this whole flight.
" Let me guess, the whole thing was a lie?" James asks, looking over his shoulder where I sit on the seat next to him," Would you believe me if I say not everything?" I ask him back instead," Is that why you've been avoiding me?" He ask, when I don't answer he turns around from his seat fully facing me, " Let me see how bad is it-" He says worryingly as he nudge his head toward my shoulder," I'm fine." I say quickly, looking over him before I let out a bitter scoff," Beside you're not the first tough guy I've fought against," I say sarcastically, still looking at him, James looks at me for a moment before he looks away," Let me guess, from one of your other mission? " James scoff, for some reason that stinks more than my still throbbing shoulder," That, and some other one," I roll my eyes as I look away from him, shifting on my seat so I can get more distance from him," In case you forgot," I scoff, " I've dealt with something much more than a bruised shoulder," I whisper, revealing the bruised shoulder and the scar above it before I quickly zipper up my hoodie, " So don't even worry about me, I've dealt someone much worse than you," I continue bitter than the other," Really, like who? " James ask over his shoulder," Like my abusive past long before I join the Avengers that I told you about," I shot a look up at James because I know there's no use on avoiding him now. I turn around, facing the window as I hear him letting out of breath. "... but I can prevent you away from any more bruises." I remember he said one night, I told you James- you have no idea what you're promising.
