Third in the Timeline series |
After being told she was the infamous Agent 4, that every S.H.I.E.L.D agent thought was a rumour, Clara decides to get back in the field. Her old boss, and presumed dead, Phil Coulson guides her as she reunites with ol...
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From the pilot's seat Clara could see Steve and Bucky running toward the quinjet and whatever the now enormous Scott was doing in the background. They were so close now, another few minutes and they'd be in the air, on their way. Clara flicked the buttons to prepare for take off.
Just then the entrance was blocked by fallen debris. Through the cracks, Clara could see Vision using his mind beam to bring down the communication tower. A red force field formed around the fallen tower and it rose off the ground a little ways, but just enough for Steve and Bucky to slip through.
Behind Vision stood Wanda, grunting in exertion as she strained to the lift the tower long enough for Steve and Bucky to slip through.
They barrelled towards the open gap in the debris as fast as they could go. Yet not far behind them was the man in the cat costume, Clara still didn't know who that was, but he was gaining on them.
"Hurry up boys, we've got company." Clara alerted. Steve shot a glance behind him and powered through the gap, Bucky not far behind him. Wanda broke concentration and the tower came toppling down. The cat man had just managed to slip through behind them. But that was the least of their worries.
"How did she get here?!" Clara shouted, standing up and peering as far as she could out of the glass to stare at the confrontation between Steve and Nat.
"I don't know. I thought you'd already seen her come in." Heather said casually and Clara glared at her.
"And you failed to mention this?" She sighed and let her head fall to hit the dashboard.
"Hey Heather," Steve's voice called out apprehensively, "What's up with Clara?"
"She didn't think you'd get passed Nat."
"Nice to know that after all this time you still believe in us, Clara." Steve joked. Clara's head snapped up to double check they'd both made it. "Let's get this thing in the air."
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"No. No way." Bucky protested firmly. "You're not coming with us. She's not coming with us. Steve?"
"I am too! I'm not staying here while you two go off and nearly get killed! I'm not letting you have all the fun. I'm not going to stay here and- and read manuels like a loser!" Clara protested, equally firmly.
"Hey!" Heather protested and Clara waved her off.
"You're not going." Bucky said softer now but still firm. Clara opened her mouth to start shouting again but Bucky was too quick to reply. "I've already put you in enough danger." He said nearly whispering. Clara, who was about to tear his head off with her snide remarks froze and stared at him.
"No." She reassured, "That wasn't you. I'm going with you. I left you behind too many times."
The two of them stood in front of each other for the first time in seventy years in a comfortable silence. It was nice for a few minutes, until neither of them could think of anything to say then it quickly became awkward.
Clara mumbled her excuses and went to prepare for their mission, leaving Bucky and Steve alone.
"Why didn't you say something?" Bucky grumbled.
"What did you have in mind? You know Clara'd just shut me down." Steve explained, smirking at his friend. "You know, I'd never have thought you'd have girl trouble."
"Shut up, punk."
"You know she's right." Steve prompted, "We would have died twice without her."
