Centuries ↣Steve Rogers/ Captain America{Winter Solider}-BOOK2

||03-how does Anatasia Steele find enjoyment in this?||

I followed Steve down the hall until we reach a vending machine.

"Do have a craving for stale corn nuts and or possibly a ho-ho." I quipped. I dangled the flash drive in his face.

His face forms into a scowl and he grabs my arm and shoved into supply closet, and slams me against the wall.

"In the mood for a quickie." I quipped.

"How did you know about flash drive?' he asks.

"I think I'm the one who should be asking the questions, since when do we hide stuff from each other." I said.

"Oh, you're one to talk. For example, the Lemurain star. He snaps.

I let out a frustrated groan." ИИСУС Х РУЗВЕЛЬТ ХРИСТОС ДАВАЙТЕ!" JESUS H ROOSEVELT CHRIST LET IT GO.

"My dad gave this to you. Why?"

"What's on it." He questioned me.

"Oh, lets play 20 questions, I'll go next. What's your favorite color." I quipped.

Steve pushes me even harder into the wall. How does Anastasia Steele find enjoyment in this?

"Okay pineapple! Pineapple! " I exclaimed.

Steve gives me a questioning look.

"it's my safe-word."

He simply scowls.

"Okay first loosen the grip before I do something I'll regret, and I don't know what the hell is going on? All I know is that there was valuable info on the Lemurain, and my father wanted it." I explained. He loosens his hold a bit.

"I bet you knew Fury hired those pirates didn't you." He asks.

"Well considering the ship was dirty my father was desperate man." I said.

I took a deep breath. "I know the shooter. Not meaning are alive to tell the tale. Most intelligent communities don't believe he exists. Some call him the Winter Soldier. He's credited with over two dozen assassination in the last 50 years. Five years ago, Nat and I we're escorting a nuclear engineer something we've done over a thousand times. Somebody shot out our tires. Nat managed to pull us out of the wreckage I was shielding the engineer when he through me." I lifted my shirt showing the scare.

"Soviet slug, no rifling." I said.

"I thought you said you got that when you were a kid." He said.

"Well It's not something I like to share, and I don't really have to explain to folks unless they see me naked." I said. I hand him the flash-drive.

"well let's find out what the ghost wants." He said.

"Then we're gonna need a computer." I said.

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"Although we are on the run doesn't mean we literally have to run." I whispered.

"If I run in these shoes there gonna fall off." He said.

We enter a computer store, and I work my magic.

"The drive as a level six homing program so as soon as we boot up. SHIELD will know our exact location." I explained. Finger typing away on the keys.

"How much time do we have?" he asks.

"I say a rough estimate of nine minutes before the Calvary finds out." I replied.

Dozens of highly classified and incremented file appear on the screen stuff dating back decades.

"My dad was right somebody's trying to hide something. The drive is only a partial piece of an even bigger. Some sort of AI keeps rewriting itself to counter my commands." I explained.

"Can you override it?" he asks.

"Do I look like Tony Stark?" I quipped. He simply scowls at my remark.

"I'm trying to run a tracer but this program that SHIELD developed to track hostile malware, so if we can't read the files we can at least find out where they came from." I explained.

In my rearview I see one of the employees approaching us.

"Hi, can I help you." He says.

"Oh no, my fiancé was just helping me with some honeymoon destinations." I said in fake British tone.

"Right we're getting married." Steve said in a very non-convincing deep monotone voice.

"Congratulations, where are you guys going?" he asks.

Steve looks at the screen." New Jersey." He blurts.

He gives us both a confused expression then says." I have the same glasses."

"Wow, you guys could be twins." I teased. Steve scowls at me I reciprocate with a playfully grin and wink.

"I wish." He chuckles. "If you guys need anything, just ask for me." Then takes his leave.

"I think someone has a little crush on you." I teased.

"You said nine minutes, come on." he pushes.

"Don't get your panties in twist. I'm almost done." I said.

I finish a few final keystrokes and commands until I got a location.

Steve stares at the screen with a bewildered expression.

"You know it?" I ask.

"All too well." He replied. I removed the drive, and we rush out of the store. Ahead I see Rumlow and some SHIELD agents.

We blend into a small crowd.

"Standard tac team. Two behind two across. If they make us, I'll engage you hit the south escalator to the metro."

"Shut up and put your arm around me and laugh." I instructed.

"What?" he questions.

"Do it." I growled.

He obeyed, and we managed to reach the escalator while going down. Ahead I see Rumlow.

I turn to Steve. I pull on the back of neck slamming his lips on mine. He was first taken aback from my forwardness until he started kissing me back. I open one eye and saw Rumlow had passed us. I pull away.

I turned back forward. "thank you."

We get off the escalator.

"What was that?" he asks.

"People tend to avoid public displays of affection." I explained

"You could've given me a heads up on the plan." He said.

I grinned." You enjoyed it regardless."

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"So, when did the good and honest Captain America learn to steel a car?" I teased.

"Nazi Germany, and we're borrowing it. So, take your feet off the dash.

Much to my dismay I obeyed.

"What are we gonna do call the owner, leave a note, and apology pie." I quipped.

"Nice cover by the way in the store." He said.

"I considering one of my best hits for something I came up with in three seconds." I said.

He chuckles at my theatrics.