My Promise

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Fury and Abigail sat alone in a room that had no windows, the concrete roof and paddled walls with blue carpets were the only things in the room other than the table and two chairs. Bucky stood on the outside of the giant metal door. He sighed as he waited for his wife to come out. Her hands were handcuffed to the chair's back and her legs were handcuffed together with the shock collar around her neck. Fury had a lighting stick just in case that didn't stop her.

"What is the adoption name?" Fury asked.

"Abigail Lynn Ridgewell." She answered with a sigh.

"Real name."

"Manaba Black Coyote."

"Age."

"Thirty-Seven."

"Date of birth."

"December twenty-first, nineteen-twenty."

"Actual age?"

"I don't remember, maybe, five hundred and ninety?" She placed her head on the table.

"Race?"

"Native American. binnakkya, li'dekwannanne"

"Okay, are you married?"

"No, engage."

"To Mr. Barnes."

"Yes, sir." She lifted her head to face him.

"Now, do you know what you are here for?" He looked at her as he put down the folder.

"Uh, murder, terrorism, Ummm murder. Stuff like that?" She leaned against the back.

"Do you know what happened to Guy Montag?" He asked he folded his hands.

"Yes..."

"What happened?"

"Well," A memories aroused. Guy was forcing her into an alleyway, she was telling him that she was not to be bothered now. A flash of white light before he roughly grabbed her arm and pushed her into the wall and another flash happened, she grabbed a pipe out of a garbage can full of them, the next moment she was bashing his head in. "And it went something along the lines like that."

"And The Ridgwells?" He asked.

"I had run back home after what I did to Guy," Abigail ran into her room and stripped her self of the bloody dress, stocking, and heels before opening a trunk. Another bright light flashed before she grabbed the gun from the trunk and was about to place it in the suitcase when there was loud banging on her door. The scenes quickly changed to her and Mr. Ridgwell yelling at each other. He grabbed her and tried to get the gun out of her hands. AS they struggled to have the gun, she pointed it to his adoption and shot twice. He fell to the ground quickly before she shot him in the head. She turned and saw her step-mom looking horrified. She ran to the stairs as Abigail chased after her. As she stepped on the first step, Abigail grabbed her long blond hair and threw her to the floor. Abigail lifted the gun to her head and shot her twice. "Then I returned packing before running away."

"Where did you run to?"

"Howard." She was talking to him, hoping for him to help. He led them to the lab and showed her the pod. She hugged him one last time before putting the things she took with her in the cubby above her and getting in the pod. The last thing she saw was his sad face before everything went cold. "He helped me get away from the law."

"The team? We have evidence that you killed them because they were not good enough to hunt down the Winter Soldier." He placed the four photos of her old platoon members in front of her on the table.