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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" Oh, look who's decided to stop by," Sharon says when I open the double door to where they've been hanging out," Agent six- glad you join us." She continues as she watches me walking to the room, " You okay?" Sam asks towards me as he sits across Zemo," Yeah," I say with a casual nod," Where's James?" I ask as soon as I realized he's not around, Sam lets out a sigh before he nods his head over the window," Said he need some air, probably out at the balcony," He says quickly, " Give him time." Sam continue with a nod before I return the gesture.
" Ma'am you've got any clean clothes I can use?" I ask, turning my head to face Sharon, she chuckle before she put down her glass next to her, " Please, despite the family name I've got nothing else special, it's Sharon." Sharon nods, " Second door to the left, there's some clean clothes on my wardrobe, go ahead," She says, pointing to the hallway with a bottle of Macallan in her hand,I nod and let out a sigh of breath as I walk to the room she pointed at.
" Fuck." I mutter under my breath, for a moment I wish someone's here to help me pulled up the shirt, half of it still damp from my blood before, and my shoulder still throbbing from the gun shot. Frustration takes over me as I lean my back against the wall and let out a rush of breath right before I hear a knock on the door. " You need help?" I hear James from the other side of the door, " What you don't have someone else to bother? " I say under my breath as I open the door for few inches," Don't worry no one notice I'm here." James says in whispers," And you clearly need help with that," He says, nodding towards my current situation with the shirt stuck in one shoulder.
I take a deep breath in and open the door just enough for him to enter because as much as I wish to avoid him, I'd be lying if I say I don't need help. James walks inside without saying a word as he reaches for my hand, and he gently trying to pull my shirt up over my other shoulder,
" Is this what we are now?" I mutter under my breath," What? " James asks, pulling me closer to him," You know what-" I chuckle briefly," We practically been pushing each other within the last 6 hours, James." I continue, looking anywhere but his eyes," Yeah, well that's depends," He says to my surprise," On what?" I ask, " Stay still," James says as he ripped out the shirt with ease, " There goes my shirt," I say in whisper and to my amusement, he grins right before he toss my shirt to the floor, I let out a breath and turn around and walk away from him.
I grab a dark grey shirt and black leather jacket from the hangers, as my mind still running around with his words before. " On what, James." I ask finally, I take a deep breath to hold the pain on my shoulder as I put on both the shirt and the leather jacket.
" Which Rose am I talking to?" He asks, slightly turning his head over his shoulder before he fully turns around the second he notices I'm fully clothed again." You're not gonna let this go aren't you." I chuckle bitterly, " Nope, you lied to me Rose, we spent months together trying to get to know each other but here we're," James's voice comes up calmly but sharp nevertheless as he says it, he stares at me for a good five seconds before he nods slightly,
