"Honey I'll be home by dinner!" Your husband yells before leaving for work
"Be home by seven!" You yell back "or never" you whisper to yourself. Once you were sure he's gone you make your way to the fire place in the living room, you press that one brick thats slightly darker then the rest. A whole drawer opens with all your guns and computer.
You take your favourite gun and stick it in the back of your pants then cover it with your sweater.
You grab your phone that you hide behind your wedding pictures and call your trusty friend Natasha "hey, Ian just left for work I'm on my way"
"Good be quick your are gonna wanna see this" she's says
You make your way over to the master bedroom and grab your suit that you hide in a small box at the back of my closet. Don't worry your husband never checks there, you told him it's the ashes of your old dog bingo. You've never had a dog. You hate dogs.
You slide into your very tight suit as your about to head out you hear the door open down stairs.
"Hi honey sorry I forgot my wallet!" He yells
"Oh fuck" You say
"Can you give it to me?" He says "never mind I'll grab it myself"
You sigh in relief since you thought his wallet was down stairs. Then you see his wallet next to the nightstand. You panic again. You hear his footsteps approach the bedroom "shit shit shit" you put on the first thing you could find. In that case it was his robe.
"Oh your here" he says as he sees you standing in his robe and your boots.
"I was about to take a shower" you say nervously as you keep your arms crossed.
"While wearing shoes?" He asks confused
"Oh silly me, I must of forgotten to take them off" you walk up to him "what would I do without you" you kiss him on the cheek "now go to work before you get late" you say to him
"Okay love" he says walking away, his fake smile instantly fading. As soon as he's out of the house his phone rings. "Hey buck" he says walking towards his car
"Steve where the hell are you, our training starts in a bit" Bucky says
"Yeah sorry, I'm on my way!" He ends the call and drives away.
You stand by the window making sure his car was gone before you throw of the robe put on a long coat and head out.
Your phone rings "Y/n where are you?" Natasha asks
"I'm one my way Ian came back home, but I promise I'm coming" you end the call and get in your car. On your way to the office you make a quick call to Ian's favourite restaurant at least you think its his favourite food. You think it could use a little more salt.
"Hello thanks for calling at Joeys kitchen what can I do for you today?" A waiter answers the phone
"Yes hi can I have meal combo number seven and switch out the potatoes for a salad instead" you say. You know that place menu inside and out. Ian thinks you cook it yourself but when your are a agent for the Red Room cooking is the last thing you have time for. "And can you have it sent to my house before seven?"
"Sorry we don't do home deliveries on Fridays" he says
"Since when?" You ask annoyed. If one thing doesn't go as panned you whole cover could be blown. "I'll pay extra for the home delivery" you say
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Mr & Mrs Rogers
FanfictionSara and Ian have been married and have known each other for years, but do they really know who they are married to? Sara is just a under cover name for Agent Y/n but her husband doesn't have to know. Ian isn't her husbands real name it is Steve Rog...
