The flight to the safe house doesn't take too long. It had been a vacation home for Tony and Freya in Ireland that he had completely forgotten about. The same vacation home Freya had used on occasion in her earlier S.H.I.E.L.D. days for personal getaways when things became too much for her after her powers had started getting stronger. On the way there, Steve fills the other three in on the location and that Natasha and Vision are waiting there.
Apparently, Vision had overridden any security systems on the property that will alert Tony of their presence. Freya's surprised to hear that Vision had left the compound. But she knows his attachment to Wanda is strong. She knows how Wanda feels about him too and is happy they can finally connect. Half way through the flight, Freya falls asleep. Exhaustion and her injuries catching up with her once again. She doesn't even notice when they land or when Wanda gets up from the seat next to her. Though, what does wake her are the multiple loud voices talking above her head.
"Oh, my God... What happened to her, Rogers?!"
"Sam told me that they beat her pretty bad when they were taken into custody. She actually looks quite a bit better since we got on the jet, though."
"She still looks like hell! Where the hell was Tony during all of this?!"
Freya's starting to wake up at this point and begins to recognize who's talking.
"Um," Sam clears his throat. "He was just watching the whole thing transpire in front of him. Didn't say a goddamn word to the assholes wailing on her."
Freya waits for Steve to call Sam out on his language, but is surprised when he doesn't say a single word to him about it.
"If I ever see him again, I'm gonna kill that poor excuse of a father," Natasha growls.
"Can we help...?" Sam mumbles.
"Your mouths should come with snooze buttons," Freya whines when she finally opens her eyes. Looking up, she sees everyone gathered in front of her with small grins. Her eyes focus in on her favorite redhead, who isn't grinning. Instead, tears are starting to roll down her face while she covers her mouth, attempting to suppress her sobs. "Hey, Red," Freya croaks. Natasha leans down and pulls her into a hug, letting the waterworks flow.
"Freya, I was so worried about you. I'm so sorry about everything. I shouldn't have signed those damn Accords. I'm so sorry." Natasha's bone crushing hug causes Freya to groan in pain.
"Red, I love you to the moon and back. But, sweetheart, you're killin' me here," Freya wheezes. The redhead instantly releases her and jumps back with wide eyes. Freya looks at the other newer person on her left and smiles. "Hey, Vis."
"Hello, Freya," Vision nods and gives her a genuine smile. "It is good to see you again. I wish it were under better circumstances, though." Freya hums in agreement. Looking at the others, she grins.
"Now, can someone please get me out of this damn harness and help me get some clothes that don't make me look like a fugitive?"
They all chuckle and Steve leans down to unbuckle her. He helps her up and they slowly make their way into the house. Natasha leads them to one of the bedrooms where she can find some clothes. Stepping in behind her, Steve shuts the door and makes his way over to the closet. Picking out a pair of jeans and a simple gray shirt with a black jacket, he lays them out for her.
"You need some help?"
"I think I can handle dressing myself," Freya scoffs. She starts to tug her shirt over her head, but the motion instantly elicits a yelp from her. She turns back to him and sheepishly grins. "Um, on second thought..."
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Mercury // S. Rogers (Book Three) ✔
FanfictionIt's been just over a year since the events in Sokovia. Freya and Steve are now happily married and lead their own team of Avengers together. But, an old enemy resurfaces and in their attempt to bring him down, innocent lives are lost. Thus, spurrin...
