2014 -I was summoned back to work by Nick in Washington D.C. Tony and I were great, we trust each other. I should only be here for a few months, then I'll have a break to be with Tony, we worked it out for me to have many many breaks.
It was amazing.
Nick had sent me a mission so I send a quick text to Steve and drive up to his location. I roll down the passenger side window and look out to see him with another man.
"Hey, fellas! Either one of you know where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil." I smirk.
"That's hilarious." Steve points at me.
The other man squats down to look at me, "How you doing?"
"Hey." I smile.
Steve gets into the passenger seat. "Can't run everywhere."
"No, you can't."
I quickly drive off, speeding down the street. "Natasha isn't joining us?"
"She's on a secret mission with Clint....didn't tell me anything." I shrug.
"We'll I'm glad to have you." He smiles.
Steve and I get changed into our suits and meet up with the Strike team. Rumlow steps up as we near our destination. "Target is a mobile satellite launch platform, the Lemurian Star. They were sending up their last payload when pirates took them, 93 minutes ago."
"Any demands?" Steve asks.
"Billion and a half."
Steve looks up, "Why so steep?"
"Because it's Shield's."
"So it's not off-course. It's trespassing." Steve nods.
"I'm sure they have a good reason." I shrug.
"You know, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor." Steve sighs.
"Relax. It's not that complicated." I roll my eyes.
"How many pirates?"
"25. Top mercs led by this guy." Rumlow shows us a photo. "Georges Batroc. Ex-DGSE, Action Division. He's at the top of Interpol's Red Notice. Before the French demobilized him, he had 36 kill missions. This guy's got a rep for maximum casualties."
"Hostages?"
"Mostly techs. One officer." He shows us another photo. "Jasper Sitwell. They're in the galley."
"What's Sitwell doing on a launch ship?" Steve asks. He shakes his head, "All right, I'm gonna sweep the deck and find Batroc.
Y/N, you kill the engines and wait for instructions. Rumlow, you sweep aft, find the hostages, get them to the life-pods, get them out. Let's move.""Strike, you heard the Cap. Gear up." Rumlow says.
"Secure channel seven." Steve says.
"Seven secure." I walk over to him. "Did you do anything fun Saturday night?"
"Well, all the guys from my barbershop quartet are dead, so, no, not really." Steve shrugs.
"Coming up on the drop zone, Cap."
"You know, if you ask Kristen out, from Statistics, she'd probably say yes." I smile as I open the ramp.
"That's why I don't ask."
"Too shy, or too scared?" I ask.
"Too busy!" He smirks and leaps off.
Once we get into position, I leap out, using my parachute to safely drop down onto the ship. I throw it off and walk next to Steve. "What about the nurse that lives across the hall from you? She seems kind of nice." I nod.
"Secure the engine room, then find me a date."
I smile, "I'm multi-tasking." I leap over the railing and drop down below. I walk down a long hall and stop as I see a man on the phone. I smile as he ends the call and turns to see me. "Hey sailer."
I kick his knee and pull out a wire, wrapping it around his neck and pulling towards me as I take out both of my pistols. I kick him back and flip off the railing and descend down as I shoot. I shoot two more and move farther into the ship.
"Y/N, what's your status?" I don't answer as I quietly run down the hall and behind a man. "Status, Y/N."
"Hang on!" I yell, jumping onto the mans back and using my wrist guards to electrocute his neck. I front flip and jump up as another man runs in, grabbing his arm and yanking him forward. I duck his punch and kick the back of his knees, spinning and kicking his gun out of his hands. The man grabs me and yanks me back, I elbow him in the face and grab the back of his head, jumping up and flipping the man over me and onto his back. "Engine room secure." I pick up a crowbar and smack him with it, walking past him and down the hall.
"Y/N, Batroc's on the move."
I quickly turn off my comms and climb up a few ladders, finding my destination and taking out a flash drive from my belt. I plug it into the computer and start typing, downloading everything.
After a few minutes the door is busted open, Steve had knocked out Batroc. "Well, this is awkward." I look back at the computer.
"What are you doing?"
"Backing up the hard drive. It's a good habit to get into." I say.
"Rumlow needed your help. What the hell are you doing here?" He walks up next to me and looks at the computer. "You're saving Shield intel."
"Whatever I can get my hands on." I nod.
"Our mission is to rescue hostages."
"No, that's your mission, and you've done it beautifully." I smile and pull out the flash drive.
As I go to pass him, Steve grabs my arm and pulls me back. "You just jeopardized this whole operation."
"I think that's overstating things." I tilt my head. Suddenly Batroc rises and throws a grenade. Steve grabs me and picks me up as he jumps up and off the desk, I shoot the window just as it explodes. I groan and sit up, "Okay. That one's on me."
"You're damn right." He gets up and walks off angrily.
I sigh and pull myself up, I didn't like upsetting him.
When I get back to Shield, I walk into Nick's office and hand him the flash drive. "Well done, Y/N."
"Thank you." I nod.
"Your good to go home." He stands and walks around his desk, putting an arm around me. "What are your plans for tonight?"
"Hmm...might order a pizza. Drink some wine and watch some movies. Might snoop around in Nat's stuff." I smile.
"Sounds like a fun night...you deserve it." He walks me to the door.
"Have a good night, Nick. Call me if you need anything."
"Will do." He nods, watching me walk off.
I couldn't help but have a strange feeling. I didn't know why....but I knew something was going to happen.
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Double Agent (Fem Reader X Tony Stark)
FanfictionThis story was requested by @UrsulaSingh Y/N Romanoff is the biological little sister of Natasha Romanoff. When you were just two years old you and your sister were put with a fake undercover family. But you didn't know that it was fake. When you w...