Chapter 30: Freedom Ride

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Angela's Suit ------>

        Angela's Suit ------>

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(Angela's P.O.V.)

I guess Tony had already begun a project to begin building an Avengers Tower where Stark Tower used to be. To my surprise, it was almost finished already. I knew because that's where James had brought me for patrol. He said we had to get something before we could go.

Tony helped me design a suit today. I wanted it to be more modern than something that Nat would have worn, full black for example. I wanted to show myself through my uniform. So I chose a black bodysuit with a maroon and yellow midsection, along with a small leather jacket and matching boots. Claire had helped me design it, too. She said that it would be easier to come up with ideas if I had a hero name. The name she'd picked for me was Phoenix. And Steve even allowed my cuffs to come off. When he released them from my wrists I felt a surge of power course through my body. I felt like myself again, and it felt good.

James was in his normal black-washed uniform as we walked down the ramp of the quinjet on the roof of the Avengers Tower. The elevator took us down to the underground garage, which took a few minutes because there were so many floors. My eyes widened when the doors slid open and I looked down a long parkway of different types of motor vehicles. Jeeps, Ferraris, Sports Cars. My eyes are caught on something a little flashier though. The black Ducati at the end of the line practically calls my name and I rush towards it immediately. Just as my hand reaches the seat, James clutched one of the handlebars.

"Sorry, Doll, but this one's mine." My brows furrow at him annoyingly, my head jerking to the other Ducati next to him.

"There's a white one right there." He shakes his head at me.

"I didn't know you ride," He says, obviously avoiding my suggestion.

"Some things are best kept secret." I shift my weight to my other leg. "Why don't we both just ride this one?" He contemplates for a second then shrugs his shoulders.

"I guess that could work." I waste no time claiming my spot in the front, my hands gripping the handlebars and my smirk noticeable as I look up at James. "Uh, whatcha think you're doing there, Doll?"

"I'm driving." He grips my hips and slides me back, then shifts to sit in front of me on the motorcycle.

"I don't think so." I roll my eyes and wrap my arms around his torso.

"Men," I mutter to myself. He turns his head so half of his face is shown to me.

"I'll make up for it later, don't worry."

"Wha-" My words are cut off by the engine starting and I watch as the pavement in front of us lights up. I rest my cheek on James' back in defeat and hold onto him tightly as we begin speeding down the exit ramp and into the city.

(Third Person P.O.V.)

The wind was sharp against their skin as they raced into the busy streets of New York. Angela's hair blew in the wind as she clung to James' waist tightly, her body pressed close to his for comfort and protection from the cold Autumn night. James' face was warmer than ever, though. He loved the fact that they were so close to each other. He wanted to be close to her. And she wanted the same thing. Angela's eyes shone from the passing lights of the buildings around them, her lips parted innocently as she leaned back slightly to get a better look at the scenery around her. She hadn't realized how much the outside world had changed since she started training. Everything was so technology-based nowadays. There were screens everywhere you looked and fancy looking stores everywhere. James noticed her grip loosening and glanced over his shoulder at Angela, smiling at her when he saw the look of realization on her face.

Fastening her arms back around his waist, she rests her face on his leather-clad back again and closes her eyes, just enjoying his company as the long night blooms ahead of them.

Song that inspired this chapter: Main Attraction - Jeremy Renner

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