Stargazing • MCU/S. Rogers Fanfic•

1-6: Behalf of an Organization

Malibu, California

Astra's apartment

May 29, 2011

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Chase arrived at Astra's apartment a few minutes after Astra does. Calling "Sushi delivery." while holding the sushi bag up.

"You are a life saver."  Astra breathed out. He walked though the door and put the sushi on the kitchen counter.

"You alright?" He noticed the upset look on her face.

"No,"  The female gave a plain response while taking the sushi out of the bag. "But we can talk about it while eating on the couch." She gave his a quick, flat smile and headed over to the couch.

"My brother is acting strange. And yeah, I know, I shouldn't worry about it. But," The female pointed a finger in the air, then flopped onto the couch. "This isn't just some mid-life crisis. You know how I know. Because I do, that's why. And..." So the girl ranted to the boy in front of her. He didn't seem to have a problem with it. He was like a sponge, soaking in everything she tells him.

"Maybe you just need to give him some time." Chase advised. "Like The Beetles said, let it be."

Astra rolled her eyes a bit. "Yeah, I know. I just feel..." She paused to think of the right word. "limited."

"Limited with what?" He tried to understand, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Time." Astra responded softly. "That's sounds so stupid, though."

"Maybe not. I mean, there was a guy out there who had the potential to kill him." Astra was still convinced she was being stupid. So, Chase took her hands in his and she looked in his eyes. As she looked in eyes she noticed how they looked so kind and sweet to her. "You are just worried about him."

"He snapped at me. The last time that happened I was 17. And when he would, I would feel worthless. Usually I would come up with some witty remark. And today wasn't as much witty as just plain rude. Today, it just made me mad." Astra tried to explain while Chase softly rubbed his thumb in circles in the palm of her hand.

"And frustrated. Very frustrated." She added, standing up from her seat. "He is keeping something from me that I need to know. I need to punch something."

"If you want to punch something by all means, it's your stuff." He joked with a witty grin on his face. Astra looks at him and felt something that triggered her next move. Not knowing if it was the frustration or just her need to feel something other than anger, or if she genially needs it. But she kissed him. It wasn't a soft kiss, but rough and needy. He pulled the female down on the couch and the kiss got faster. Both of them knowing what exactly they wanted.

"I have to be at work at 8." The female informed in between the kiss.

"We can work with that." He nodded as he began to take of his shirt.

*****

"Agent Stark." Fury greeted the girl who had finally walked through the door.

"You called, Director Patchy." The assassin quickly responded, the Director rolling his eye.

"You're brother has done something incredibly stupid-"

"Not a surprise." She commented quietly.

"And I need you to come with Agent Romanoff and I to talk to him." He ordered quickly and starts walking to a jet.

"Great." She said sarcastically. "Just bring his relative to talk on behalf of an organization that he already enmities. Is that suppose to make this easier for you and harder for the sibling relationship?"

"Everything is happening at once and Tony needs a taste of reality. It's about time this secret of yours is revealed to him." He explained, making Astra's eye widen a tad bit. Fury continued to speak, not giving the girl a chance to oppose. "He's is dying. He's a son of a bitch that thinks he can do what ever he wants without consequences, when that is not the case."

Dying. A word no one wants to hear. Astra forced herself to keep walking. She knew there was something wrong. It has crossed her thoughts that Tony was dying. Only, she could bear the thought of being the only Stark left. So, she repressed the thought.

"He needs to know who you are. You can't keep any more secrets from him." Fury told her while the two took their seats

Astra nodded her head. The jet took off, giving Astra a chance to enjoy the scenery of the moon and stars. All the while listening to Fury's explanation of the little showdown at Tony Stark's party.

*****

"I'm going to need you to make a perimeter check with Romanoff." Fury ordered.

"Yes, sir." Astra responded as she made her final step into the fresh air.

Not letting the outside factors disturbing her just yet, Astra did her job then met with Natasha. "Hey, Asteroid. You alright?" Her friend asked, calling Astra by her nickname given by most S.H.I.E.L.D agents after she single handily brought a large human trafficking group to extinction. The agents thought it was a clever nickname, especially since it was so similar to her real name.

"No," The brunette responded truthfully, then giving a flat smile. "The only family I have left is dying, and here I am, possibly making things more complicated for him. How's he going to react to me being a freak."

"You're not a freak," Natasha shook her head, Astra scoffed. "you're different. And different isn't always bad."

"Not sure he will think that. His brain thinks differently." Astra shook her head while her facial expressions remained like stone.

"Stop worrying. Be that confident side of yourself. It'll come off better." Nat gave some quick advise a moment before the two entered the donut shop.

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