CHAP. ONE

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CHAPTER ONE of CROSSFIRE
[ deep breathes ! ]

NO AMOUNT OF TRAINING COULD HAVE PREPARED HER FOR THIS. SHE LIVED THE REST OF HER RETIRED LIFE IN AGONY, never putting trust in another soul ever again.

HE NEVER WANTED TO BE THE MAN HE WAS FORCED TO BECOME. HE WANTED TO REMEMBER THE SWEET DETAILS OF THE OLD HIM, and try to piece everything together.

TOGETHER, they try to fix each other.

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" HOME SWEET HOME,"
Her new apartment lay empty, the vast space bare and stripped. These blank walls were going to be her home, she was sure of it. She'd never wanted something so simple as four walls and a ceiling to bring her new meaning. She wanted safety, fulfillment, happiness, and comfort. She knew these would not come easy, for the events that have happened clouded her mind. They remained like dirt under her nails, and no matter how much she scrapped it away, it stayed. So with a few shaky breathes, she entered the apartment that would now be called her ' home '.

HE KEPT TO HIMSELF. Looking over his shoulder discreetly before disappearing quickly. Washington was not the place he wanted to be. The after affect of SHEILD/HYDRA's exposure created a war, created death and damage. He could feel it in the air, and he didn't like it. Those catastrophic events only took hold days ago, so the city was still awake, wide with fear. He hid himself well, tried to blend in. He would have to leave soon, an adventure that excited and scared him. He was going to try to find himself, because right now, that's all he really needed.

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