Steve and I quickly go to the local mall, finding our way to the Apple store to plug the drive in. We both tried our best to stay undercover, prepared to fight if we have to."The drive has a Level Six homing program, so as soon as we boot up Shield will know exactly where we are." I say as I take out the drive.
"How much time will we have?"
"About nine minutes from...now." I plug in the drive and start typing through the files. "Fury was right about that ship. Somebody's trying to hide something. This drive is protected by some sort of AI. It keeps rewriting itself to counter my commands."
"Can you override it?" Steve asks.
"The person who developed this is slightly smarter than me....Slightly. I'm gonna try running a tracer. This is a program that Shield developed to track hostile malware, so if we can't read the file, maybe we can find out where it came from." I nod, continuing to type.
"Can I help you guys with anything?" An employee walks up to us.
"No. My fiancé was just helping me with some honeymoon destinations." I smile sweetly, looking back down at the computer.
"Right. We're getting married." Steve nods.
"Congratulations. Where are you guys thinking about going?"
Steve looks back at the computer, "New Jersey."
The employee then stares a Steve a little too long. "I have the exact same glasses."
"Wow, you two are practically twins." I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, I wish....Specimen. If you guys need anything, I've been Aaron." He backs away.
"Thank you." Steve nods, turning back to me. "You said nine minutes. Come on."
"Relax....Got it." I point, Steve stares down at the location. "You know it?"
"I used to. Let's go." He pulls out the drive. I follow him out into the hall. "Standard tac team. Two behind, two across, and two coming straight at us. If they make us, I'll engage, you hit the south escalator to the metro."
"Shut up and put your arm around me. Laugh at something I said." I whisper.
"What?"
"Do it!" I whisper, Steve instantly does what I say as we pass the two agents. I then stand in front of Steve as we get on the escalator, nearing our escape. I look down to see Rumlow approaching. I roll my eyes and turn to Steve. "Kiss me."
"What?"
"Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable." I nod.
"Yes, they do."
"Stop questioning my motives and do as I say!" I whisper-yell, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him down to kiss me. When Rumlow passes, I push him back. "You still uncomfortable?"
"It's not exactly the word I would use."
I was very shocked as Steve steals a truck....never thought I'd ever experience this with the Captain America.
"Where did Captain America learn how to steal a car?" I ask.
"Nazi Germany. And we're borrowing. Take your feet off the dash." He leans forward and pulls my legs down.
I smile and shake my head, "All right, I have a question for you, which you do not have to answer. I feel like, if you don't answer it though, you're kind of answering it, you know."
"What?"
"Was that your first kiss since 1945?" I ask.
"That bad, huh?"
"I didn't say that!" I laugh.
"Well, it kind of sounds like that's what you're saying."
"No, I didn't. I just wondered how much practice you've had." I giggle.
"You don't need practice."
"Everybody needs practice." I smile.
"It was not my first kiss since 1945. I'm 95, I'm not dead."
"Nobody special, though?" I ask.
"Believe it or not, it's kind of hard to find someone with shared life experience."
"Well, that's all right. You'll just make something up." I smile.
"What, like you?"
"Ouch." I smirk. "I found someone with a shared life experience...you will too." I nod.
"How are you and Tony?" He glances over at me.
"We're okay...besides me getting kidnapped by someone from his past last year...we're okay. I miss him a lot." I smile.
"So, Uh...are you gonna tell Tony about that kiss?"
"Well I have to. But it was just business...not pleasure. Rumlow would of spotted us." I shrug.
"Won't he be upset? Might try to kill me." Steve chuckles.
"He'll be fine...I have ways of making him happy." I chuckle. "I have that man wrapped around my finger."
Steve stays quiet for a moment. "You know, it's kind of hard to trust someone, when you don't know who that someone really is."
"Yeah....Who do you want me to be?" I ask.
"How about a friend?"
I laugh, "Well, there's a chance you might be in the wrong business, Rogers."
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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...