"Glad you like the view, Romanoff, it's about to get better," Fury joked, intercepting their coms' channel as Steve and Natasha came into view from the hellicarrier.
Carter adjusted her suit, waiting for a moment to intercede in the conversation.
"-pulled her out of the mothballs with a couple of old friends. She's dusty, but she'll do," He added, old shield agents, scrambling to manage all the empty stations, and prepare the lifeboats.
"Fury you son-of-a bitch," Steve greeted, and Carter locked eyes with Fury.
He smirked, "Ooh, you kiss your mother with that mouth?"
"You know," Carter began, stepping next to fury and adjusting her suit nervously, "You really shouldn't swear around children, what kind of example are you setting, dad?" She joked, earning shocked glances from nearly everyone in the room, until Maria snapped at one of them who had failed to respond to her, kicking everyone back into gear.
"Was that Carter?" She heard Pietro ask, air rushing passed in the background.
"Kid, you're supposed to be benched," Steve added sternly.
She shrugged, "These hellicarriers are well-equipped, Fury can assure you there are plenty of benches for me to sit on while I do what I do,"
"And what is that, exactly?" Tony piped in, sounding irritated.
"Miss Rogers is here to aid my agents in civilian rescue and crowd morale," Fury stated in the most complicated way possible.
"Carter, are you sure you can do this?" Steve asked his tone only slightly skeptical.
"Of course she can, she was practically made for this," Wanda answered Steve, sounding excited at the prospect.
"I've got this," Carter assured him sighing and adding one last, "Please?"
There was silence for a moment, and then he sighed.
"You do not set a single foot on this rock, you hear me?" He says, only slightly joking.
Carter and Fury fist-bumped as she responded, "Roger that, daddy-o no flying rock for me," She joked, hearing more than a few snickers coming from the others.
"Lifeboats are ready to deploy!"
Fury turned to her, "You're on, Lieutenant,"
Carter rolled her eyes at the nickname but nodded, racing to the lower level and hopping into the last boat just before its locking mechanisms disengaged, and then she was airborne.
She took a deep breath, pulling on her restless abilities to begin manipulating them.
She had to stay calm. She had to think only happy thoughts. She could not lose her grip.
These people needed her.
She watched as they rushed towards the boats, the Avengers guiding them.
Locking eyes with Nat, she didn't have time to sigh in relief, she just smiled, earning a supportive nod from the widow.
She used that rush of calm, letting it build. Relief, calm, and peace, flowed from deep inside her power, and out into her palms. They began to glow as the first few people reached the boat.
It was a mother and her child, both crying, and covered in dust and dirt from the crumbling city.
Carter felt their fear, their panic, a spike in her calm bubble. She simply reached out her glowing hand to help the mother up and into the ship.
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Lieutenant - Daughter of the Captain
FanfictionSteve Rogers may have been held captive in ice for seventy years, but Hydra wasn't. They were busy. Hundreds of failed attempts at creating the next generation of super soldiers. Not a single one survived. Sixty years' of science and they were going...
