Six (Captain America)

"Six" part 9: You Just Have to See Her to Know That She'll Break You in Two

I looked at Steve. He didn't seemupset, per se, by my telling him that Bucky and I had decided toannihilate a Hydra base. Concerned, yes. Shocked, definitely not.

"So you and Bucky got along fine allevening... killing Hydra members and stealing weapons from them?"He looked at me questioningly. I really wasn't sure how to respond.It was pretty obvious that the answer was yes.

"Yeah." I nodded.

"That's... concerning." Stevelooked perturbed.

"It's concerning that we got along?"I wasn't sure why that would be construed as a bad thing. Bucky and Iweren't the best of friends. We had a long history, most of whichneither one of us could remember, but it made us cross with oneanother.

"No." Steve closed his eyes indefeat. "It's concerning that you only got along because youwere destroying a Hydra warehouse."

"We had a common goal. I wouldn'texpect it to extend beyond that." I replied honestly. "The men atthat warehouse were bad men. Lars was the worst. He deserved what hegot."

"What did he do to you?" Steveseemed almost afraid to ask.

"He used to hit me. I broke one ofhis shitty weapons once, and he took it out on me every time I sawhim." I shrugged. "That's what you get when you don't figure theassassin you're beating will ever escape and come after you. That'swhat they all should have thought about."

"That's not right. I'm sorry thathappened to you." Steve sighed. He was slouched on the edge of mybed, his broad shoulders slumped.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked. Iwasn't really sure how I'd feel about that. I didn't want Steve to bemad. He was one of the few people in the world that I cared what theythought. However, I also didn't see why he would be upset. Hehated Hydra too, though maybe not with quite as much fervor as Buckyor myself did.

He shook his head. "No, not madexactly. Definitely not mad that you... took care of that situation.I can completely understand why you did what you did." He took adeep breath, his shoulders straightening up a little. "I just... Ithought you were done with killing."

"I'm killing on the right side nowthough." I pointed out.

"Yeah, but you're still doing it. Andyou don't seem to have an issue with it."

"I don't." I agreed. "I don'thave an issue at all. Besides, you kill people."

"I know, but I don't like doing it."

"I wouldn't say I enjoy it either."I objected. "It's just... necessary sometimes and doesn't botherme."

Steve ran a hand over his face,obviously not sure how to proceed with this conversation."Let'sjust go to bed? I'm tired. I'm sure you're tired. We can talk aboutthis tomorrow. Along with Bucky." Steve glanced at me. "If youwant me to sleep in here. I can crash out on the sofa if that'sbetter for you. I don't mind." He looked uncertain, though Iwasn't sure if it was because he thought I didn't want him there, orif he was reconsidering being there in the first place due to currentcircumstances.