The Twin Flame: Grumpy x Sunshine

Vigilante Shit

"Ladies always rise above, ladies know what people want, someone sweet and kind and fun. The lady simply had enough..."

"Sam?" Bucky prompts, grabbing Sam's shoulder to stop him from following you, Sharon, and Zemo. Bucky pauses for a moment, allowing you to round the corner and just out of earshot before he speaks again, "And just what happens if Nagel says something about Karli? She'll know we've been lying about the Flag Smashers this whole time."

Sam takes a deep breath, another dose of dread pooling in his stomach. "I know."

"You know?" Bucky scoffs.

"Look, we'll cross that bridge when we get there. Nothing good will come from telling her right now."

"At least she'll know the truth. And she'll hear about it from you and not Nagel!"

"And then what? We drop a bombshell like that and two seconds later we expect her to face the guy? That doesn't sound like the epitome mental stability, Bucky!"

"Maybe-"

"Guys!" you call, rounding back from around the corner to find them after you realized they were no longer following Sharon. "What are you doing? Come on."

"Coming," Bucky calls back, sparing one last pointed look at Sam as he passes him.

Sam ignores the pointed look, reminding himself that it was too late to go back and tell you the full truth. And now, nothing good would come from telling you before Nagel. He's sure of it. He joins you again, doing his best to pretend like nothing was wrong. Or at least, there weren't more things going wrong. "You know, Madripoor could give New York a run for its money."

"They know how to party," Zemo agrees.

"Well, with that bounty on your head, the longer you're in Madripoor, the less likely you're ever leaving," Sharon warns. She nudges her head to a specific container off to the side. "Alright, he's in there. Container 4261. I'll watch while you guys talk to Nagel, but hurry, we're on borrowed time."

You nod, taking one of the earpieces in Sharon's hand.

Sam is the first one at the container, slowly creaking the metal door open. You enter behind him, straight into the pitch black room. Sam turns the earpiece on, speaking lowly, "Hey, Sharon. You sure this is the right one? It's completely empty."

"Positive. It has to be," she quickly responds.

You all stand there scanning the completely empty, unassuming cargo container. And you remember that secret bookcase from not that long ago, you slowly pad to the back wall, running your hand over the metal wall. You knock on it once. And just like you suspected, it's hollow. You cross your fingers, pushing on the corner of the wall. "Please work. Please work."

And with a small click, the door creaks open to a stairwell leading down to an underground room.

Sam nods, an impressed smile on his face. "How did you figure that out?"

"I saw it in a movie once," you tell him. "It's worked out for me twice now."

He chuckles, stepping onto the metal staircase. As you walk down the staircase to the dimmly lit room, you hear quiet music floating through the room.

Sam takes the lead, followed by Bucky, both with a gun in hand. They scan the room, quietly stepping towards the scientist. The doctor's head stays down, not even realizing anyone is in the room with him.

You watch him for a moment as you creep towards him, the way he tinkers with vials and unknown liquids. He almost looks harmless, but there's a strange quality in the way he works, his eyes flickering back and forth, the quiet hums and groans that leave his mouth.