Cry of Rage

Fury was in surgery. Steve stood at the observation window looking on as the doctors operated on Fury. Gwen sat on the other side of the room and looked at the floor, her hands were on her face. The moment that Fury was shot kept playing itself over and over in her mind. When her eyes were open it played. When they were shut it played. She couldn’t get away from it.

She looked up hearing the sound of fast footsteps coming towards the room, Natasha ran into the room and straight for the window. Her eyes frantically watching the doctors every move. Gwen just looked at the window, not really looking at anything, it was more interesting than the floor.

“Is he going to make it?”

Natasha asked when she stood next to Steve. The large super soldier looked down at the smaller red haired woman.

“I don’t know.”

“Tell me about the shooter.”

Natasha ordered, her voice was something Gwen had only come out of her mouth, her voice was full of raw emotion. It sounded like despair and she was losing hope.

“He’s fast. Strong. Had a metal arm.”

Maria Hill walked back into the room, she had been in and out several times before. She walked up to the window and stood next to Natasha, doing what they were doing. Gwen felt someone standing next to her she looked up to see Brock Rumlow standing next to her. He looked down at her and placed his hand on her shoulder. Nothing was said between the two, they both exchanged looks then looked back to the window.

“Ballistics?”

The assassin asked Fury’s right hand woman when she got to the window.

“Three slugs, no rifling. Completely untraceable.”

“Soviet-made.”

Natasha said with a cold sting in her words. Maria looked over at her with a look of shock on her face.

“Yeah.”

“Defibrillator!”

The doctor yelled in the operating room. Gwen shot up from her chair and walked towards the window. Just then Jasper Sitwell walked into the room looking on at the scene playing out behind the glass. Gwen stood next to Rumlow with her hand on her chest clutching her necklace and shirt collar. The five watched as the doctors and nurses seemed to run around with their heads cut off trying to save Fury.

“Don’t do this to me, Nick.”

Gwen heard Natasha mumbled under her breath. Gwen looked over at the former KGB agent and watched her as she looked at one the only person she trusted dyed in front of her eyes. She now looked at the man on the table in the operating room for the first time. Tears came to her eyes as she watched the lights from his slowly leave his.

“No pulse.”

“Don’t do this to me. Don’t do this to me, Nick.”

Natasha said louder as the doctor stepped away from Fury with a sad look in his eyes.

“What is the time?”

“1:03, doctor.”

“Time of death, 1:03.”

More tears came to Gwen’s brown eyes as the words were said. Turning her head away from the window she felt Rumlow wrap his arm around her, pulling her into his side.

“It’s okay.”

He said quietly into her hair. Gwen couldn’t move. She had watched a man that she trusted with her life be shot and killed. To her, and maybe to many, Fury seemed like the kind of man who would live forever.

Steve looked away from the window and saw Gwen in the arms of Rumlow. He locked eyes with Rumlow and shot dangers into the man who had one of his best friends wrapped tightly in his arms.

“Come on, let’s get you a coffee.”

Rumlow said to Gwen and walked out of the room with her still in his arms. They walked down the hallway of the hospital together. He walked Gwen to the waiting area where there was a coffee maker. Gwen stood off to the side next to a wall as the agent made her a cup of coffee. He poured the hot liquid into a small paper cup, then he put a lid on the cup and walked over to Gwen, handing her the cup. Taking the first sip of drink and smiled.

“Mmmm, thanks Brock, you remembered how I like”

He smiled and took another step towards her, coming into her personal bubble and backing Gwen into the wall behind her.

“That one of many things I remember you like.”

Gwen looked up at Brock with a redden face to see he was smirking at her. She felt Brock’s hands rest on her hips and lightly move up and down.

“I’ve missed you, sweetheart.”

“Brock... “

She said with a hint of shyness in her voice as she looked up at Brock.

“You know we can’t.”

Brock let out a chuckle and smiled down at her.

“You say that everytime.”

As he said that he moved his hands farther up Gwen’s sides. Squirming at Brock’s touch Gwen tried to back away from him but the wall behind her stopped her dead in her tracks. She couldn’t stop looking up into Brock’s eyes. He moved his mouth to say something but Steve’s voice stopped him.

“Am I interrupting something?”

Gwen and Brock both looked over to see Steve standing less than a few feet away from them. Brock dropped his hands as he looked at the super soldier. Gwen turned a deeper shade of red as she took a few steps over towards Steve. She didn’t look up at the captain as she walked past him back down the hallway. Neither Brock or Steve moved or looked away from each other.

Steve was the first to walk away, he walked down the hallway after Gwen. He saw her near the door where they were just a few moments ago. Steve was about to jog up to her, but Hill stepped out in front of him.

“I need to talk with you.”

Steve looked past the woman to see Gwen sitting down in a chair across the hall from the observation room. Looking back at the agent in front of him he nodded and followed her to a back room.

~*~*~*~

Feeling someone shake her shoulders Gwen opened her eyes to see Steve kneeling down in front of her. Gwen yawned and rubbed her eyes with her hands, sitting up straight she watched as Steve stood up and towered over her.

“What time is it?”

“Around five. I need to talk to you.”

Gwen stood up and Steve took a hold on her arm and looked around the hallway seeing that they were no one in ear shot of them.

“What do you want Steve?”

“I need you to go somewhere safe.”

“Safe? What do you-”

“Will you listen. I need you to stay safe until I come and get you.”

Gwen rolled her eyes up at Steve, which made him rolled his eyes at her.

“Listen Gwen, I’m not sure on what is going to happen in the next few days, but I need you to get off the grid until I come for you.”

“Where do you want me to go Steve? Back to New York?”

“No. I have a friend, Sam Wilson. He works down at the VA. I want you to go and find him, please Gwen. I don’t want to lose you.”

Gwen crossed her arms over her chest and looked up at Steve, the look in his eyes were sincere and caring.

“Fine, I’ll go get my things.”

Gwen pulled Steve’s hands away from her and she started to walk away.

“Gwen,”

Stopping in her tracks she turned to look at Steve. He had walked the few feet over to her and grabbed one of her hands. Gwen looked down at their conjoined hands then back up at Steve, with a questioning look on her face.

“Remember what Fury said.”

Again the scene from last night replayed in her head. Fury laying on the floor with blood seeming to come from everywhere, and his last words rolling off his lips, “Don’t trust anyone.” She nodded at Steve and pulled away from him. As her hand left his she felt something in her hand that wasn’t there before. Taking one last look at Steve he gave her a nodded. Turning around Gwen walked down the hallway that was crawling with SHIELD agents and members of STRIKE force.

As she walked away Natasha came storming down the hall at her and over to Steve. Gwen couldn’t hear what was being said as she walked away but she continued to walk until she was stopped by a body standing in front of her. Looking up she saw Brock in her way.

“I’m not finished with you, I hope you know that.”

He told her grabbing her by her hips, pulling her roughly into his frame. Gwen looked up at him, catching his eyes, then looking down again. As Brock held her he’s radio went off, whoever was on the other line was telling him that he need to get his ass back to headquarters.

“Not now Brock. I just need some air. Besides, it seems you have other places to be.”

Gwen pushed his hands off of her and walked the rest of the way down the hall. She felt Brock’s eyes burn into her back as she walked.

“Cap, they want you back at SHIELD.”

Brock called to Steve. Gwen looked down at her hands and saw a little piece of paper that Steve had left in her hand. Quickly looking back at Steve Gwen caught his eye and nodded at him. Steve gave her a quick short nodded and looked at Brock.

“Give me a second.”

~*~*~*~

“May I help you?”

A pretty blonde woman said from behind the front desk when Gwen walked into the VA. Gwen’s brown eyes went to her and a small smile grew on her lips.

“Yes, I’m looking for Sam Wilson. Is he here?”

The woman was about to answer when a male voice from behind Gwen made her stop.

“You’re looking for me?”

Gwen turned around and came face to face with the darker skinned man. He was dressed in a pair of dark washed fitted jeans, a dark blue tight fitted v neck shirt, and some kind of black shoes.

“Hi, I’m Gwen. I am friends with Captain Rogers.”

Sam crossed his arms and listened. He wasn’t too sure in were Gwen was going with this. Gwen looked around the hallway, as if she was waiting for an agent of SHIELD to walk around the corner and shoot her.

“He told me to come and find you and that I need to stay with you.”

Sam took another step forward and looked down at Gwen with an intensity in his eyes.

“Is everything okay?”

Gwen looked down at her hands, she opened her left hand and held out the crumpled piece of paper for Sam to take. He looked down at her hand and took the paper from it. Slowly he unfolded it and saw Steve’s handwriting on the page: SHIELD has been compromised.

“He said you would be the person to go to.”

“Come with me.”

Sam said Gwen nodded and followed him out of the VA and into the parking lot.

“Did he say anything else?”

“He’ll come and get me when it’s safe.”

Notes

Boom. Chapter two!!!

So Gwen has a thing with Rumlow, yes I know random, but whatever it came out of my brain. And we met Falcon!!

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