Agent 007 (A Steve Rogers x Reader Fic)

Chapter 18

"Wait! Wait." Ward exclaimed; cuffed hands held out in front of him. "YN, please. I'll tell you, just don't tell him where I am."

"Sorry, Christian. I might need to phone you back, I'm just dealing with your brother." The man on the other side of the phone let out a string of profanities directed at his younger brother, making YN laugh as she ended the line. "Alright, tell me everything."

"After you shot Julian, The Commander wanted to make it an even playing field. Blood for blood. Except he knew he couldn't reach Fury, not with how Pierce already tried. It was too obvious. So, he decided to fall back on plan B." YN realized straight away what, more importantly who, Ward was referring to, yet the others watched on in confusion.

Slamming her hand down on the table, startling Nat, YN growled out. "What's their play? Do not bullshit me, Ward."

Grant gave her a sad look, making her stomach drop. "It's already being executed, YN."

YN jumped from her seat, hand to her ear to speak through her comm's. As she and Nat entered the hallway, Steve and Tony met them as they moved briskly down the hall. "Someone get on the line to Fury." She said to the group, Tony complying by pulling out his cell. Speaking into her earpiece again, YN said; "I need coordinates on Coulson. Now." YN anxiously awaited a reply, to which she received not even a minute later.

"He's on his way to the airport, 007." YN swore, her brisk walk turning into a sprint as the four of them barreled through the compound.

"You think they're going to take out Coulson?" Nat said as they all slid into a vehicle, sending out directions to Sam and Bucky to meet them at S.H.I.E.L.D's priority airport.

"I think they're going to try," she grunted, slamming the vehicle into gear and speeding out of the garage. The four sat quietly as YN sped toward their destination, the vehicle flying around corners and going at least forty over the speed limit.

Once they arrived, YN, Steve and Nat took off running whilst Tony suited up. The three runners sprinted into the building, eyes scanning the area for any sign of the older agent. Catching a glimpse of a familiar face, YN detoured her route, leading the other two toward her destination.

"Agent May!" She called, breathing heavily when they reached the other agent. "Where's Agent Coulson?" She insisted.

"He got a phone call not even two minutes ago, he went to find better service. Agent 007, what's going on?" Melinda May said, concern etched onto her distinct features.

"There's a target on his back, we think it's being executed here." YN responded, barely noticing Sam, Bucky and Tony joining their group as she surveyed the room again. "Four operatives on the second floor, two on each exit from what I can see. Sam and Tony, take flight and check the perimeter for Coulson or any other agents. Cap, Bucky and Nat; you take the second floor, May and I will check this level." They all split, following YN's direction.

Tony and Sam swept the perimeter as instructed, meeting in the middle with no luck. Nat and Bucky went right, taking down three HYDRA agents each and Cap went left, taking out four more agents. "This place is crawling with them!" Bucky yelled into his earpiece, letting his metal fist hit his offender in the face.

YN and May were striding on either side of the lower level, trying desperately to locate Coulson. YN's heart beat was increasing with every minute he was missing. "YN!" May exclaimed, her eyes landing on Coulson as he was dropped from the arms of a very large HYDRA agent.

Catching sight of what had happened, YN screamed out. "No!" She was running toward Coulson with everything in her, her legs moving without even asking them to. May took down the culprit as YN slid to her knees, surveying the damage. Pressing her hands to the stab wound, YN chanted out a series of "No, no, no." Her own breath hitching at Coulson's delayed breaths. "Listen to me, do not close your eyes. You hear me? Phil, please, I can't lose you, too." Tears were spilling down YN's cheeks. Coulson weakly lifted a hand to wipe one away, before pressing his palm to her cheek. YN nuzzled in, faintly hearing May say that an ambulance was less than a minute away. "Hold on, Coulson. Don't you give up on me."

Coulson smiled up at the young agent, gripping onto one of her hands. "You were always like a daughter to me. It's been a pleasure watching you grow up, YN. This isn't your fault." YN sobbed as Coulson closed his eyes, pressing her face into his barely moving chest. The EMT's arrived and YN was still sobbing over his unconscious body. The other Avengers watched on in horror as Coulson was lifted onto a stretcher, both him and YN covered in blood.

Steve pulled a hysteric YN into a vehicle, not once did she stop sobbing, screaming out profanities about the world. He held her against his chest until she passed out, lifting her body from the SUV and walking with her cradled in her arms. Unsure whether to wake her to shower, Steve placed the female agent on the bed and sat by her side.

Feeling overwhelmed, the captain let a few tears of his own slip past, a lump forming in his throat. As it got too much, the reality setting in of what they had lost, Steve choked on a sob, holding his fist to his mouth to try a muffle the sound.

"Steve?" A hoarse voice whispered, accompanied by a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, come here."

"I'm sorry." Steve cried, "I'm just so tired." YN's own eyes filled with tears, nodding her agreeance. "Tired of fighting, tired of losing. Tired of losing people. Friends."

"Shh. It's okay. Let it out, I'm right here." So, Steve sobbed into YN's shirt as YN sobbed into his hair. "He could make it. He might make it. He wasn't gone. He's a fighter." YN sobbed, gripping at Steve tighter.

After composing himself, Steve looked toward a silent YN to see she had zoned out completely. Sighing, knowing that's how she dealt with most things, Steve lifted her from the bed, making his way to his ensuite.

"I'm going to get you undressed for a shower, okay?" Steve said to the unresponsive agent. He lightly tugged on the material of her shirt, as if waiting for her to stop him. He removed her shirt and pants, leaving her in her underwear. Quickly stripping himself off, he turned on the shower, getting it to the perfect temperature.

Turning around, Steve swallowed around a lump in his throat at the sight before him. YN had undressed completely where she stood, underneath the bathroom light. This was the first time he had seen her completely naked without the rush of sex, and he took in all of her features. Her body was littered with scars and yellow bruises. Coming up in front of her, Steve grabbed her waist and guided her to the shower to wash off Coulson's blood and the tears on her face.

The team came together after a few hours alone or with their significant others. They all sat at the table in the conference room, lips tightly sealed and faces washed with grief. Fury slinked in the door, eyes landing right on a mute YN. Her hands in her lap and eyes trained on the table.

"I have come to discuss tonight's events." Fury stated, addressing the entire room, which consisted of the Avengers (bar Thor), Miss Potts, Agent Hill and YN herself. "We have incarcerated the man responsible for..." Stopping, Fury took a large breath. "I know you're all worried, but Coulson is still in surgery. He has the best medical team available and they are working tirelessly to ensure the damage done is minimal." Fury hoped this would turn YN's lights back on, let him know how she was feeling, however the stoic expression on her face never changed, the only difference he could see was that her fingers clamped around each other tighter.

"Sir, I understand that we are all concerned for Coulson, however Ward let something slip whilst he was giving us information about the hit at the airport." Nat said, lifting her body from the chair. "He said 'The Commander' ordered the hit. Do we have any data on him?" YN furrowed her eyebrows, the first expression change she had made in hours.

"Grant said he wanted blood for blood. I killed Julian so he ordered Coulson to be..." YN choked before clearing her throat and continuing. "Whoever he is, he's up there in HYDRA's ranks."

"We will try to source some information from other agents whether they have heard the name before. In the meantime, get some rest, you all need it. I will keep you updated on Phil's wellbeing." Fury placed a hand on YN's shoulder as he passed. "Rest. I know what you're going to do. A few hours sleep is all I ask, YN." YN sighed, nodding her head.

"Three hours," she said, her lips turning into a snarl. "Then I'm finding that motherfucker and I'll make him pay for this."