Lovers In Crime: A Vision In Red

Flashback

- Hydra 1950s - 

You skipped past the room where Zola is working on something, the TV box in the corner is chatting away. You watch mesmerised.

'Is your husband tired of you burning his toast? Try our new and improved ToastMate 2000. It's the go-to for clever housewives.'

'Say, this machine has some shine.'

'You said it. Set the dial and get the taste back into your toast. Top and bottom heating elements can handle anything from meatloaf, to cherry pie, to open-faced cheese sandwiches.'

Timer Ticking 

Toaster Ticking

'The all new ToastMate 2000 by Stark Industries. Forget the past. This is your future.'

"Women will become domestic goddesses now" You tilt your head to Zola who looks at you watching. 

"What is toast?" 

"Its recooked bread, you have it for breakfasts, why?" He looks at you amused. 

"Nothing" You smile hazily before running though the dark dingy hallways. 

. . . 

Walking past you sell and seeing it empty, Zola looks round for you, it doesn't take him long to find you sat cross legged underneath the cyro chamber containing the Winter Soldier. You had something in your hands, as he walked closer and stood next to the guard watching you he could see you talking explaining to the frozen soldier what the item was. 

"I hope you like toast..." You smile to yourself as you look at the shiny machine. 

"How did she get that?" Zola asked curiously to the guard. 

"She did that" he motioned some hand movements "and then pulled one out sir..." he said as if it was all just a little bizarre rather than completely nuts. They watched you, humming a tune, as you sat with him waiting he knew for your turn to be put on ice... there were no missions ... but Zola enjoyed your company, felt like you were the only kind soul in this place it made him feel better. 

"Leave her a little longer, then put her in a chamber too..." he was about to walk away "and put the toast thing in my office..." he says.

"Sir, you don't think she remembers do you?" 

"No... but there is a connection we can never break it seems... he does not know and that's whats important her memory is completely gone but his, his we have to keep suppressing ...." with a nod the guard continues to watch you as Zola leaves. Hearing you mumble something about being a goddess of pie.

- Hydra 2010's - 

"What in the hell is this?" Brock picks up a large dusty object as he roots though Zola's old office looking for something for Pierce. 

"OH MY GOD!" You shout excitedly from behind him, nearly scaring him to death. 

"Jesus don't pop up like that damn it." He scolds as he turns to you. "It looks like a really weird toaster..." he examines it blowing off the dust. 

"Its mine! Oh wow I thought I'd lost it!" For some reason even the fact you could remember it made you feel warm inside. "Its has a timer, you can make everything in it and means you'll never burn your husbands toast ever again" you smile happily. 

"What?" Brock laughs at the absurdness of it all, he keeps forgetting your from a time where that talk would be totally normal. 

"Don't laugh at me...its cool...look I'll show you.." You reach out for it but Brock moves it away from you above you out of reach. "Hey!" You frown at his antics.

"You don't have a husband?" He jests.

"No.... but I have a soldier who I don't think gets fed nearly as good as he should so hand it over I want to show him."

"Why him." 

"Well he's always so .... I don't know... when he comes out those chambers and I though it might cheer him up."

"You're adorable" he laughs even harder. 

"Ok seriously why are you laughing asshat?" You stand hands on your hips, frowning.

"Look, its old its not going to work...plus ..." he smiles meanly at you "you will never be able to cheer up the asset." 

"I do it all the time ..." 

"Oh yeah" he smirks at your attitude. 

"Yes actually now give it back or I take it and you won't like how I do it..." You raise a brow your hands begging to glow. Seeing your hands he pretends to think about it. 

"Alright I'm sorry... I just wanna see it ... I think my grandma had one..." so soothing his new tone you relax you powers and let him look. 

"So how did...." your innocent question is interrupted by the sound of the toaster smashing hard again the floor... you're too in shock to stop Brock lifting it up and bring it back down hard on the floor, the pieces everywhere.  He wipes his nose, sniffing annoyingly as he gets his breath back giving you a grin. 

"Wha..." hot tears prick the backs of your eyes... unsure what emotions were consuming you you looked up at Brock. "Why?" 

"Why... I'll tell you why you little..." but before he can get his sentence out two guards come bursting in. 

"Everything alright agent? They ask looking at the mess... Pierce steps in behind. 

"I asked you to find me a file Brock, not make a mess...." he huffed. 

"I sir I was but she came in like a wild thing and just destroyed the place..." The shock on your face was ignored by Pierce.

"Take her..." he motioned to the guards who before you had chance to escape tasered you with the only shockers powerful enough to actually take you down, almost paralysing you. You scream in pain.... eyes streaming as the two guards remove you from the area. "Alter everyone that wherever she appears after that's warn off she's to be hung up and tasered for a few hours ... aught to keep her busy till the asset comes off ice." You look, vision blurry as you see the face of Rumlow smirking before you loose consciousness.