Double Agent (Fem Reader X Tony Stark)

Chapter 34 - Barnes

They had caught Barnes, Steve, Sam, and T'Challa. I walk beside Nat and over to Steve as they walk in. "For the record, this is what making things worse looks like." I say.

"He's alive."

We look over as Tony approaches us, on the phone. "No. Romania was not Accords-sanctioned. Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup."

"Try not to break anything while we fix this." Nat says.

"Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences. Obviously you can quote me on that, because I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir." Tony puts his phone away.

"Consequences?"

"Secretary Ross wants you both prosecuted. Had to give him something." Tony nods.

"I'm not getting that shield back, am I?"

"Technically, it's the government's property. Wings, too." I say.

"That's cold." Sam sighs.

"Warmer than jail."

I stand off to the side and cross my arms as I watch Steve leave the glass office angrily after talking with Tony. Tony walks out and sighs, "What'd you do now to piss him off?" I ask.

"Nothing." Tony mutters, rolling his eyes.

"If you really want us to be over...then fine. At least act like an adult around me while we're at work." I whisper venomously.

"I don't want us to be over...you apparently do."

"You can't just call me while I'm on a mission...about to attack and expect me to walk off. That'd blow everyone's cover." I shake my head.

"I get that...but you should of been with me. You promised."

"I know, and I'm sorry. But I can't help it when I get called for a mission...it's my job Tony." I sigh.

"I know....I know." He pinches the bridge of his nose.

I rub my forehead and frown, "Do you have any medicine....my head is killing me."

"I'll get some for you." He sighs and walks off.

I sit back alone and rub my head, not looking up as Nat sits beside me. "You okay?"

"Yeah...just a killer headache. Tony is getting me something."

"You guys gonna be alright?" She tilts her head.

"I don't know what's gonna happen."

"Well whatever does happen....I'll be here." She clasps her hand around mine.

"Thank you Nat." I smile.

"Here we go." Tony squats down and hands me three pills, he opens a water bottle and hands it to me.

I take the pills and nod. "Thank you, Tony."

He stands and stares down at me, caressing the side of my face. "Of course." He turns.

"At least you know he still loves you." Nat whispers.

I smile and nod. My smile fades as the lights cut out. "What the hell." I stand up.

"This isn't good."

"Evac all civilians. Get me a perimeter around the building, and gunships in the air." Everett Ross yells.

I run over to Tony, "Please tell me you brought a suit."

"Sure did. It's a lovely Tom Ford, three-piece, two-button. I'm an active-duty non-combatant." He sighs.

Sharon rushes up to us, "Follow me."

She takes us up to the main level, I hide behind a pillar as Barnes walks in. "We're in position." Nat says on the radio.

Tony was first to attack him, I reach down in my pockets as he gets thrown back. Next was Sharon...then Nat. I step out and press a small disk, throwing it onto his metal arm as he throws Nat. I leap up onto his shoulders and punch his face, he holds onto me and slams me down onto a table, swinging his metal arm around and wrapping it around my throat. "You could at least recognise me." I gasp for air.

T'Challa leaps in and kicks Barnes aside as my vision blurs. I cough and grab my neck, falling off the table.

Steve had escaped with Sam and Barnes. Secretary Ross was pissed...he was furious. "I don't suppose you have any idea where they are?"

"We will. GSG 9's got the borders covered. Recon's flying 24/7. They'll get a hit. We'll handle it." Tony nods.

"You don't get it, Stark. It's not yours to handle. It's clear you can't be objective. I'm putting Special Ops on this."

"What happens when the shooting starts? What, do you kill Steve Rogers?" I ask.

"If we're provoked. Barnes would've been eliminated in Romania if it wasn't for Rogers. There are dead people who would be alive now. Feel free to check my math."

"All due respect, you're not gonna solve this with boys and bullets, Ross. You gotta let us bring them in." Tony nods.

"How would that end any differently than last time?"

"Because this time, I won't be wearing loafers and a silk shirt. 72 hours, guaranteed." Tony says.

"36 hours. Barnes. Rogers. Wilson." Ross walks off.

"Thank you, sir." Tony exhales. "My left arm is numb. Is that normal?"

I walk over to him and sigh, rubbing his back. "You all right?"

"Always." He smiles up at me. I caress the side of his face, avoiding the large bruise under his eyes.

"36 hours....We're seriously understaffed." Nat sighs.

"Oh, yeah. It'd be great if we had a Hulk right about now. Any shot?"

"You really think he'd be on our side?" Nat asks.

"No. I have an idea." Tony nods.

"Me, too."

"Where's yours?" Tony asks.

"Downstairs....Where's yours?"

"Queens." Tony looks up at me. "Wanna come with?"

"Sure."