His Inconvenience

Terrible Driver

Everything comes back to speed around me and screams sound as the music continues to blare.

I turn and aim at one of Günter's men, shooting him right between the eyes before turning and running.

I find Helmut running towards me and grab his arm as I continue to run.

"Time to go," I pull him out of the door and to the first car at the entrance, a convertible.

I grab the keys from the valet and get in.

"Did you shoot him?!" Helmut gets into the passenger seat as Günter's men burst from the door.

"Yes!" I start the car and tear out of the entry way and onto the road.

I hear guns going off behind us as I floor it.

"You're driving in the wrong side of the road!" Helmut yells as he shoots back at the car pursuing us.

"Does it look like I give a fuck right now?" I shout back as I avoid another car.

Helmut tumbles to the side, dropping the gun in the back seat as the car swerves violently.

"You are a terrible driver!"

"Oh you want me to pull over so we can switch? You drive I shoot," I shout sarcastically as I avoid another car, "great idea, I'm sure they won't catch us!"

"Just get on the correct side of the road!" He climbs into the back seat to get his gun back.

I swerve over to the other side of the road, knocking Helmut over again in the process.

"Seriously woman!" He gets back up and starts shooting again.

"You said get on the correct side of the road, I got on the correct side of the road!"

"Just keep driving!"

A car comes up beside me and I pull out my gun ready to shoot until I see the driver.

"Milo?!?"

"Hey girly," she smiles, "figured you could use a hand."

I look in the back seat of her car and see the avengers from the club shooting at the car as well.

"We heard everything," Clint shouts, "let's get you guys out of here."

He takes out an arrow and aims it at the car. It hits the front of it and explodes.

"Okay, style points to you, Robin Hood," I nod a bit impressed.

"I was going to say something about the nick name," he says taking  proper seat in their car, "but given your threat earlier, imma just keep it to myself."

"Sounds like a plan," I laugh as I look back at the road.

"What threat?" Helmut climbs back into the front seat and puts away his gun.

"I'll tell you later, babe," I smile at him.

He leans over and kisses my cheek, "I'm sorry I yelled at you, Darling."

"It okay," I smile a him again, "I'm sorry I yelled, too."

We slow down and Milo falls behind us, following us to the manor. Helmut keeps looking back at them. I recall the big on me and reach for my shoulder. I find the tiny thing and toss it and Helmut looks back again.

"Baby, it's fine," I hold his hand.

"They still might arrest me," he gives my hand a small squeeze.

"Not here they won't," I bring his hand to my lips and kiss it, "I won't let that happen."

We make it back to the manor and Helmut quickly runs around to open my door which makes me giggle. I get out and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"So that wasn't an act in there?" Steve asks as they get out of their car.

"No it wasn't, Captain," Helmut glares at him.

"Helmut," I pull his face towards me again, "they did just kind of save our asses."

He grumbles a bit as we have a small argument with our eyes. He finally gives in and concedes.

"Fine," he rolls his eyes and looks back to the group as I chuckle, "would you like to come in and join us for dinner?"

"Hell yes! I'm starving," Milo says walking up the front steps.

"Well she certainly has no problem making herself at home," Helmut chuckles, "good to see you again, Milo."

"You too, Zemo," she grins at us, "told you the romantic dinner would work."

"Wait hold up," I look between them, "y'all've met?!"

"I'll tell you later, Darling," he kisses my cheek and I raise a brow at Milo.

"Don't worry," she chuckles, "I got my own manz." She looks at Bucky who smiles back at her.

My jaw drops with a smile as I look between the two.

"Oh that's just too cute," I say walking up the front steps, my hand still intertwined with Helmut's.

"Not at cute as y'all," she counters, "two thousand plus reads is a big number of one of my books."

"Two thousand reads?!" I nearly shout as we enter the house.

"Yep, y'all are a big hit," she chuckles, "also, you made a bunch of my readers cry. Like, a lot."

"Oh um, sorry?"

"Don't be," she waves it off, "it makes it better. The ability to evoke emotions is what makes a great story."

"Oh okay," I think for a second as we all head for the dining room, "so what are you doing here? How are you even here?"

"Oh I come and go as I please between stories," she shrugs, "and I was helping to save your ass."

"So do they know?"

"About our world?" She sits at the bar stool, "Yeah, they do now. Although I told Buck a long time ago."

"You're the only other person she's brought from your world," Bucky says as he wraps his arms around her, "I was actually surprised when she told me she had a friends here."

"So are you like a witch or something?" I ask, to which she laughs.

"I'm an author, it's what I do," she grins, "I bring stories to life."