𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚘𝚞, 𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝚎 ➍

9. The Search

Dec 29 2017

Legs propped up on the desk in front of her Rose Falsworth scrolled through her phone lazily. A frown rested on her face as she crossed one of her legs over the other. It had been now just over a year and a half at least since her sister's disappearance and although she was slowly accepting that Rachel wasn't going to return she always had this feeling telling her otherwise.

Her eyes gazed away from her phone at the thought of her sister to the desk in front of her. James' desk. A few reports were stacked neatly beside the computer on the desk whilst a couple stationary kits laid beside them. Beside Rose's feet though was a familiar photo of her and Rachel.

It had been taken years ago now. It had been six, almost seven years since that photo was taken on the youngest Falsworth's birthday. Who knew that that the smile Rachel held was one that had spent four years in World War Two. Who knew then that she wasn't the same woman anymore, a speedster. The one thing that Rose could sense though from Rachel without knowing anything though was the weight on her shoulders. At the time it didn't faze her much seen as she had seen the expression of guilt and frustration on her face yet it had never been so heavy.

Rose would never have guessed that it wouldn't have just been Rachel's life that would change. It affected Rose's whether Rachel had realised or not. She had become accustomed to the secrets Rachel Elizabeth Falsworth couldn't share with anyone below her rank, which in many cases included James. Yet secrets she had recently discovered were some she never knew.

She had only discovered about Rachel's full enhancement once Rachel had disappeared completely and one of the many files that she'd left Rose to read that one was titled: Origin. Reading it, from her sister's own perspective she became aware of what the weight on her shoulders had been. All of it was guilt. She had travelled back in time to the forty's to save Captain America himself. She felt guilty of not being able to save Doctor Abraham Erskine and Bucky, which at that time he was known to be dead.

Rose discovered that Erskine and Howard Stark were the only people to know of Rachel's mission because they saw arrive flat on her face in Erskine's lab. Who knew then that the amazing Steven Grant Rogers would become her boyfriend?

Her eyebrows creased at the sight of their happiness and turned her head away from the photo and towards the window. Those days were long gone now.  The tall floor to ceiling windows seemed darker than usual which was probably due to the rain cloud above them.

"You have got to be serious Rose." Rose slipped off the seat yelping at the sudden presence of her boyfriend and director, James Bond who stood in the doorway with no smile evident on his face. Half of Rose's head showed itself from behind the desk, enough so James could see her and Rose glared straight at him.

"You scared the hell out of me!" Rose exclaimed, her hand clenched against her chest as she breathed heavily.

James was quick to close the door behind him as he kept his brown eyes on the door and his features were holding a mean and subtle glare. Realising this Rose was quick to stand right as James continued.

"You will scare my next client if you don't leave right now." James states keeping his voice low though the shock and anger was easy to hear in his tone. Rose's eyebrows furrowed confused as she brushed herself off and buttoned up the blazer her sister used to be fond of wearing around the building.

"How so?" She asked tilting her head to the side as James turned to face her. Placing a hand on his hip James changed his more angered stance to one of more annoyance above anything else.

"I finally have the guys on the quantum research here." Rose's eyes widened in surprise at the announcement and stepped towards James who eyed her every move.