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"Wait, what do you mean she has something to handle?" Steve asks in full worry while almost jogging behind me to keep up with my angered stomping

"That's all she told me." Bucky responds in a nervous sigh as he threads his fingers through his hair to push it back from him also trying to follow me down the hall when I am walking too fast for my own feet to keep up it feels like

"Nothing else?" He pushes and Bucky huffs a stressed breath

"Nope." He almost groans in annoyance at Steve poking around his brain for information he simply does not have. "There's no stopping her. I've tried... She's in a bad mood and there is no fixing it. Not with the way her body and mind is with the serum." He admits and glances at his blue eyed friend who shares a hesitant look

"You've tried... everything?" He vaguely asks and Bucky understands right away

"Fucked her into the sheets four times and even woke her up with sex when she took a nap at Mary's." He nods and how Steve sighs when he has officially given up. "I told you... Mama is very determined." He is close to laughing when he speaks

It's from his nerves and elevated heart rate.

"I just hope it's not directed at us." Steve whispers a pleading beg for mercy

"If we're quiet, it's not." Bucky quickly gives him the run down in rushed words that were also quietly spoken when we make it to my destination with me slamming my hands on the wooden door and metal handle that rattles and makes a loud snap noise that locks definitely shouldn't make

But, I also couldn't care less right now.

"I thought this was a pull door." Steve mutters as we enter and scare the table of men where some of them stand up abruptly from their seats, ready for anything and everything

"It is... Amazing, isn't she?" Bucky smirks when he walks through the doorway and gazes up at the bent metal hinges and broken screws that drop to the carpet in a muted thud like my stomps that have gone from the tiled ground to fabric covered flooring

"What in the Hell is wrong with you, Agent Y/l/n?!" Fury exclaims angrily as he stands up from the end of the large table that has the highest officer from each branch of the military that includes Army General, Marine Corps General, Navy Admiral, Air Force General, Space Force General, and Coast Guard General

To put it into perspective, they are under the Five Star General which is only reserved for war.

And those Generals are right under the Commander in Chief.

The President.

"I can ask the same thing when you send two Avengers out to get fucking arrested that I had to bail out because their boss is too busy being cooped up in a fucking office instead of doing his own work." I speak in an angered tone

"Director Fury." The Army General- Thaddeus Ross, speaks as he watches me walk around the table to stand in front of Fury. "Who is this?" He asks and obviously has no patience for interruptions

Neither do I.

"This is Agent Y/n Y/l/n, an Avenger who possesses magic abilities and who just broke my damn door." Fury introduces me and glances at Thaddeus before his cold eye turns back to me

"This is Tony's building, not yours, asshole." I snap and his lips turn thin when he is insulted

"Now, I know damn well you didn't just dis-" He starts but stops and catches himself physically when I grab one of his shoulders to press down on as my foot comes up and forcefully bends his knee so he falls right back into his spinning chair