Bree:
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Alyssa:
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Amara:
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Next Day
Bree's Apartment
The next morning, a sleek black car pulled up outside their apartment building.
Bree and Alyssa stepped out, Bree clutching her nursing bag tightly. Amara, in her impeccable military uniform, stepped out of the driver's seat.
"Bree Rogers?" Amara asked.
Bree nodded, extending her hand. "Yes, that's me. And this is Alyssa."
Amara smiled warmly at the little girl, and Alyssa returned with a nervous smile, remaining shy and quiet.
Amara turned to Bree, shaking her hand firmly. "Agent Amara Carter. It's a pleasure to meet you both. Are you ready to go see Steve?"
"More than ready," Bree answered, helping Alyssa into the backseat before sliding in herself.
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Star Mistress: Captain America / Part One in WC Marvel
FanfictionAll rights go to Marvel. The characters and storylines in this story are mine.
