The White Queen (S.Rogers)

Born and raised in HYDRA, all Brooklyn has ever known has been her father, and her mission. But when SHIELD falls, taking HYDRA with it, she must learn to live on the outside. Just as she begins to relax, and think that she might be free from the fight forever, her father's past finds her and draws her in.

"You are mine." she whispered, trying the words out. "You belong to me."
She frowned. It sounded right, but something was still off about it. Like it wasn't enough. As if there was more that she needed to say, to make it true.
He cleared his throat, and she looked up.
Rogers had a soft smile on his face, and his eyes were bright, so bright.
"I am yours, huh?" he asked, his voice gravely. "Does that mean that you are mine?"