Taking Care of the Asset (Brock Rumlow x fem! Winter Soldier)

Chapter 4: At The Base

Three minutes into snuggling at 5pm, the lovely man named Rumlow got a call. He tried to ignore it but the caller kept making the phone ring. He sighed and grabbed it from the coffee table. He looked at it and saw Rollins's name as the caller ID. That was weird. Rollins never called him unless it was an emergency. He usually just texted him or talked to him at work. Brock felt a bit of worry and answered.
"Hello?"
"Brock! We need you back at base!"
"May I ask why? I have to take care of the Asset."
"We need you both! Get your asses over here now! Pierce's orders!" Rollins yelled and hung up.
Rumlow groaned and ran a hand through his hair. "Wake up, Beck. We gotta go." The brunette woke up and looked at Brock. She smiled lightly and got off of him and threw the blanket on the other side of the couch. Brock got up and got ready. He put his uniform on as Becky just had regular clothes. "Let's go." He said firmly and grabbed his truck keys. The Asset followed behind him and to the base.
A few long hours later after driving to the base, the both got out of the truck and ran in. Once they got there, they were greater by Director Pierce.
"Glad you made it. I need the Asset for check ups and clea-"
"Pierce, you're not gonna wipe her mind away. She's-" Alexander cut him off, "You are not going to speak another word if you keep talking. I'll have you wiped and be the next Winter Soldier, how about that?" Rumlow furrowed his brows. "Sir, if I have to be turned into a brain washed assassin, I better have a better goddamned alias than that." The ginger rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You have been assigned a mission, to take care of the Asset... not to do anything else."
"Robots are boring!" Rumlow groaned. "Well... she's not a robot but she's not human either." Barnes stared at both of the men blankly. They kept fussing with each other. Jamie kept staring quietly until she snapped. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" Both Rumlow and Director Pierce were shocked by her loud yell. "What does HYDRA even need me for anyways? All I am is a machine. A cold blooded killer." She put her head down as her body started to slowly get down to the floor. She formed a sitting position with her head still down and starting to form tears. "Why am I even alive? You could've just let me stay dead!" Rumlow shot a death glare at Pierce and crouched down to the Asset. Pierce grunted and stormed away as if he was a little girl who didn't get what he wanted. A good side of Brock was shone whenever he was with her. Was it hormones? Could he have been attracted to her? Maybe. He didn't know and he didn't even want to know. All Brock Rumlow knew was that he felt... not himself; but it was himself. He wrapped his arms around Becky's sad form. "I'll make Pierce pay for what he did... I promise." He hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head. "I'll be back soon." Becky wiped her tears and sat at the seat she'd usually get a check up in. The Soldier sighed as it was just a normal one. Rumlow went off to get paper work, that of course, he'd do at home. Once the check up was over they went back to Brock's apartment. He was quite hungry.
He walked over to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich. He opened the fridge to take out the ham, mayonnaise, lettuce, and cheese. He set them on the counter and got the bread out. He took a paper plate and sat two pieces of bread on it. He put a few pieces of lettuce on one slice and the ham on the other. Brock put a piece of cheese on the ham and then spread a small amount of mayo on the cheese. He put the piece with the lettuce on top and walked to the couch.
Becky went to take a shower to clean up. She needed one, it was almost midnight. The both of them were tired. Brock had yawned almost every five seconds and right when Jamie came out of the bathroom she had automatically passed out on Brock's bed. He had gotten done with his late night snack and got ready for bed. Brock tucked Jamie into bed, he grinned softly at her sleeping form. He then started to walk away, "Don't leave me." Becky whined. Brock turned his head back to her. "Can you?.." without saying a word, Brock jumped into the bed next to Jamie and hugged her.
Jamie had cried silently. Rumlow held her tightly and let her. "I've got you.. you're okay." He patted her back and whispered. He only let his guard down for her. 'Damnit Rumlow! Don't forget your mission!' Thoughts ran in his head but he ignored them as if they were old school friends. He shook them out and stayed there for her. Protecting her; and staying like that for the rest of the night.