My Captain - Steve Rogers X Fem Reader

Steve and I walk side by side into Shield, we notice a familiar man talking to "Kate."

"Captain Rogers." She nods as we pass.

"Neighbor." Steve looks ahead, I look back and give her a dirty look.

"Ah, Captain, Miss. Stark. I'm Alexander Pierce."

"Sir, it's an honor." Steve says as they shake hands.

"The honor is mine, Captain. My father served in the 101st." He moves and shakes my hand. "Great to finally meet Tony Stark's genius younger sister. Come on in." He smiles. We enter Pierce's office where he shows Steve and I an old photo of Fury with Pierce. "That photo was taken five years after Nick and I met. When I was at State Department in Bogota. ELN rebels took the embassy, and security got me out, but the rebels took hostages. Nick was deputy chief for the Shield station there. And he comes to me with a plan. He wants to storm the building through the sewers. I said, "No, we'll negotiate." Turned out the ELN didn't negotiate, so they put out a kill order. They stormed the basement, and what did they find? They find it empty. Nick had ignored my direct order and carried out an unauthorized military operation on foreign soil. He saved the lives of a dozen political officers, including my daughter."

"So you gave him a promotion." I nod.

"I've never had any cause to regret it. Captain, why was Nick in your apartment last night?"

"I don't know." Steve shakes his head.

"You know it was bugged?"

"I did, because Nick told us." Steve nods.

"Did he tell you he was the one who bugged it? I want you to see something." He brings up footage of Batroc being interrogated.

"Who hired you, Batroc?" An agent says.

"Is that live?" I ask.

"Yeah, they picked him up last night in a not-so-safe house in Algiers."

"Are you saying he's a suspect? Assassination isn't Batroc's line." Steve points.

"No, it's more complicated than that. Batroc was hired anonymously to attack the Lemurian Star and he was contacted by e-mail and paid by wire transfer. And then the money was run through seventeen fictitious accounts, the last one going to a holding company that was registered to a Jacob Veech."

"Are we supposed to know who that is?" Steve asks.

Pierce hands Steve a file, I lean over and read it. "Not likely. Veech died six years ago. His last address was 14-35 Elmhurst Drive. When I first met Nick his mother lived at 14-37."

"Are you saying Fury hired the pirates? Why?" I ask.

"The prevailing theory was that the hijacking was a cover for the acquisition and sale of classified intelligence. The sale went sour and that led to Nick's death."

"If you really knew Nick Fury you'd know that's not true." I say.

"Why do you think we're talking? See, I took a seat on the Council not because I wanted to but because Nick asked me to, because we were both realists. We knew that despite all the diplomacy and the handshaking and the rhetoric, that to build a really better world sometimes means having to tear the old one down. And that makes enemies. Those people that call you dirty because you got the guts to stick your hands in the mud and try to build something better. And the idea that those people could be happy today, makes me really, really angry." he hesitates a moment. "Captain...Y/N, you were the last one to see Nick alive. I don't think that's an accident, and I don't think you do either. So I'm gonna ask again, why was he there?"

"He told us not to trust anyone." Steve sighs.

"I wonder if that included him."

"I'm sorry. Those were his last words. Excuse me." Steve picks up his shield, places it on his back, he puts his hand in my lower back and guides me to the door.

"Captain. Somebody murdered my friend and I'm gonna find out why. Anyone gets in my way, they're gonna regret it. Anyone."

"Understood."

"Just so you know...I trust Nick with my life." I narrow my eyes at him, he nods and watches as we leave.

Steve guides me over to the elevator. "Operations control."

"Confirmed." The computer says. Just as the elevator doors are about to close Rumlow steps in with two Strike agents.

"Keep all Strike personnel on site." Rumlow says. Both agents nod. "Forensics."

"Confirmed."

"Cap....Y/N." He smiles at me.

"Rumlow." the elevator doors close and we start going down.

"Evidence Response found some fibres on the roof they want us to see. You want me to get the tac-team ready?" Rumlow asks.

"No, lets wait and see what it is first." Steve nods.

"Right." Rumlow says as Steve and I notice one of the agents touching his weapon suspiciously. The elevator stops and more Shields and Strike agents enter.

"Administrations level."

"Confirmed."

I start to feel uneasy as agents surround us.

"I'm sorry about what happened with Fury. Messed up, what happened to him." Rumlow says to me. "If you need anything...let me go.

"Thank you." I nod.

Steve and I both know something is off as more agents enter. "Before we get started, does anyone want to get out?" Steve asks. there's a moment's pause before suddenly one of the agents turns and uses an electric rod to give Steve a shock, the others grab him and try to strap his wrists with magnetic cuffs, Steve manages to knock some of them down but one cuff remains, then Rumlow uses his rod to give Steve a shock.

as Steve is being attacked I blast two agents into the wall. Four angents come over and cuff my arms, when I try to use my powers, they don't work. I yell out and head-butt an agent.

My cuffs make my arms go above my head, trapped on the wall.
"Shhh...calm down." Rumlow shushes me, his body was leaning on mine. "I can make this all go away if you want? You have to come with me though." He smiles and rubs his hand across my chest and down my sides.

"Get...your...filthy hands off of me." I spit at him.

"Come on Y/N....I know you want to be with a real man." He smirks and looks over at Steve as his hands roam my body. "I can do so many things he can't." He whispers.

"Get off!" I scream as he grabs me. I kick his crotch as Steve breaks free and knocks down the remaining agents.

"Whoa, big guy. I just want you to know, Cap, this ain't personal." Rumple backs away. Rumlow then goes to attack Steve with his electric rod but Steve manages to defend himself and eventually knocks Rumlow out

Steve picks up his shield and then breaks my cuffs. I hug his side as he opens the elevator doors, but we are faced by a team of Stroke agents pointing their weapons at us.

"Drop the shield! Put your hands in the air!" They yell. I blast an agent back as Steve uses his shield to break off the elevator wires which sends the elevator down, I stop the elevator and open the door to be faces with more agents.

Steve grabs onto me and breaks through the glass in the elevator and plummets down I grab onto him and try to fly us up but my powers were not back. Steve grabs me as we hit the ground, not letting me take the impact.

He pulls me up and drags me into the garage. I hold onto his waist tightly as we get in his motorcycle and drive off, evading the obstacles laid out but then a Quinjet emerges ahead of us.

"Stand down, Captain Rogers. Stand down." the Quinjet lowers its machine gun. "Repeat, stand down." as Steve doesn't stop they start shooting at us. Steve throws his shield into the propellers to jam it, giving him an opportunity to hop onto it and do more damage to the jet with his shield, I grab onto the motorcycle and drive forward as the Jet crashes. He jumps back on and drives us off.

I look back once more as I get a sick feeling...slowly feeling my powers return.