Second Romanoff (An Aos story)

One of Us

~Winter's pov~

"...I wasn't gonna let her expose us...all right, so what now, Bobbi?" Mack said from outside the room.

"Mack, are you talking to Bobbi?" I asked, but Mack slammed the door "Hope she rots in hell! Надеюсь, ты знаешь, как только я выберусь из этого, я надеру тебе задницу!" (I hope you know as soon as I get out of this I will kick your ass!)

A couple hours later, I was still trying to get out the handcuff, the door opened and I stopped "Dinner. Got your favorite. Hawaiian" Mack said, holding a Pizza box and a beer.

"Отъебись" (Fuck off) I spat in Russian.

"Meat and fruit? Doesn't really work for me" He continued and sat down.

"I thought the prisoner got to choose his last meal" I muttered.

"You're supposed to be dead, you'd already be dead" He told me "Hey, look, Flame, I'm just doing what has to be done" I scoffed "Do you remember when we first met? I was working back for Bobbi on that mission in Dubai, and you, me and Hunter were stuck on a construction site, sweating our asses off-"

"You're not gonna soften me with, 'oh, it was the best of times' or 'these are a few of my favorite things'" I said "What the hell are you and Bobbi into, Mack?"

"You'll know soon enough"

"If you got nothing to say, why don't you just leave?" He got up and was about to walk out. "I'll tell you what I remember, Mack. Dubai was a cover and because I wasn't S.H.I.E.L.D., you didn't tell me. Вранье, that's what I remember" and he walked out closing the door.

I reached for the bottle of beer, I quickly downed it, I had a plan of getting out of here, it just involved dislocating my thumb.

I finished the bottle of beer, I put the bottle down, if dislocating my thumb didn't work then I'd have to use the bottle. I took a couple off deep breaths, I cracked my thumb out of place, biting my lip in pain, I pulled the handcuff of my wrist and stood up, popping my thumb back into place.

I went to the other side off the bathroom I was in, waiting for Mack to come back in.

...

The door opened "Our ride's here..." Mack started, looking to where he had me handcuffed "Damn it" I punched him in the face as hard as I could, and kicked his legs out from under him, I ran out the room, I ran over to one of the doors hoping it was the front door, I was about to open the door, one Mack grabbed my from behind, trying to choke me out again.

"Не в этот раз" (Not this time) I muttered, I managed to kick him in the knee, making him let go off me.

"Winter..." He tried, I didn't give him the chance to finish and roundhouse kicked him in the chest knocking him to the ground, I flipped over him and grabbed the gun off of the table "Winter...put it down"

He grabbed an ICER off of one of the counters, as I started to backwards the door "Try anything, and I shot" I told him, aiming the gun at him.

"Winter, just put it down, no one needs to get hurt" He replied.

"I think that changed when you kidnapped me" I heard the door open, before I could turn around, felt electric shock go through my body, like a taser, making me drop the gun and fell to the floor hitting my head and my ears start to ring.

I felt my arms being yanked behind my back "Easy" Mack told whoever it was, I felt the cold metal from the handcuffs being place around my wrist.

~Time Skip~

"You were right" Mack said, as the hood from over my head was pulled off "For a while there it all went to hell, it was bad, but now Bobbi and I work for an organization, an outlier that came out of the wreckage from what Fury left"

"What organization, Mack?" I asked. "Who the hell are working for?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D., the real S.H.I.E.L.D."

(A/n

Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, Hope you enjoyed it!)

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