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Hell Hath No Fury | Part III

Requested: Yes. SEND SOME REQUESTS!!

Warning: descriptions of violence, mentions of infertility

Summary: Chess not checkers. One | Two

You hear the shouts and gasps around you, as stumble backwards attempting to steady yourself as you carried your child in your arms. You feel your child being taken from your arms as you finally loos balance falling to the ground, you place your hand over your midsection. Pulling your hand away. you see the red dripping down your palm.

"Guards! Guards!" Someone called out, looking up to the person standing above you, you lock eyes with Alys Strong.

"How dare you?" Lucerys sneered at the older women as he pulled his sword, before it could touch her neck it was knocked away. pushing Alys behind him Aemond steps up to Luce.

"Someone call for the Maesters!" Rhaenerya called out. "And have this women taken to the dungeons." She said dropping down to attend to the princess bleeding on the ground before her eyes close.

***

You wince once as the needle once again while the maester closes your wound, your hisses of pain are the only thing filling the deafening silence that surrounds you, your husband and the maester.

"I will have milk of the poppy delivered for the pain princess." Mellos informed.

"Thank you maester." You replied with a strained smile.

Collecting his materials, he quietly exit the room leaving you and Aemond alone.

After a few moment of silence Aemond feeling your glare on the side of his face as he attempts to avoid your gaze.

"I couldn't-." Aemond started. "I couldn't imagine what you must be going through right now."

"Did you bring her here?" You asked narrowing you eyes for any sign dishonesty. "Did you bring that woman here, to court?"

"of course not."

"Of course not." You scoffed. "Because its not like you have a history with her, of putting her before your family, and now she has arrived at court to take the lives of me and my children and I'm to believe it's not under your influence."

"How could you ask thi-."

"How could you defend her!" You shouted. "Before you me, before your son! You defended that whore in front of the entire court, now the women who tried to take the lives of our children still lives because you care more to have a place to put your cock then your own sons." You screamed, looking towards the door you see Lucerys accompanied by his family.

"Luce." You whimpered out as he rushed to your side taking a seat on the bed he wraps his arms around your shaking figure. "I was so scared."

***

Aemond departed soon after the arrival of Luce and his family, most of whom also left at your please to make sure that your children were safe.

"What will happen when he takes her for a mistress? What if she tries to harm me? what if she tries to harm my children? I care not for my life, but please don't let anything happen to my children." You pleaded to him as you gripped his shirt.

"I care for you." Luce said firmly leaning closer to you. "And I care for the boys just as much and I won't let anything happen to any of you."

Staring into his eyes its silent between you both before you lean in and attach your lips to his. Reaching your hand out you push your fingers through his dark curls as you pull him closer, without thinking Lucerys runs his hand down your waist causing you to gasp in pain.

"I'm sorry," He says as he attempts to catch his breath. "I should not have."

"Please don't apologize...not for this." You plead bringing your hand down to rest on his cheek. "I often wonder what it would be to have married you, how happy we might be."

Leaning his head down to touch yours Luce closed his eyes and let put a breath. "As do I."

Pulling him closer to you, you press your forehead against him. "I must ask a favor from you." You sighed out. "I know that Alys is being held in the dungeons...and I wish to speak with her."

"I will call for the maesters."

"Luce-."

"No! Clearly you have gone mad." He rebuttals pulling away. "Why on earth would you wish you speak to that woman after all she has done to you?"

"Because I need answers, Luce." You replied. "I need to know why she- I don't know. Why she- and Aemond will not give me answers and I feel like if I don't know I will live in fear and confusion and I can-."

"okay okay okay." Luce relents pulling you into a his arms. "If this is what you need."

Wrapping your arms around him before resting your head on his shoulder. "Thank you Luce." a smile creeping onto your face.

***

Walking down to the dungeon on the late hours of the night you cling to Luce as you descend the stair. "Just down there." The guard instructed taking the bag of coins Lucerys offered for his discretion.

Walking along the hall of cells occupied by thieves and the like you come to the very last and see the woman in question sitting on the cold stone floor two cuffs adorned her hands attached to a long chain nailed to the wall.

"We've come to ask questions." Luce states stepping forward. "You will answer them if you know what's good for you."

Alys sat silent on the ground simply glaring at the two royals in front of her. "Why have you come?" You asked quietly clutching onto Luce's arm,. "Was I the only target of your rage? Do you plan to harm my children?" Still nothing was said before she scoffed and turned to face the puddle on the ground that was being fed by a steady drip of water from an unknown location.

Taking a deep breath you squeezed Luce's arm before speaking. "Perhaps, if you were to leave us alone for a few moments." You suggested. "Please Lucerys, it's not as if she could hurt me from in there, if this is the only way she will talk..." You say before he can protest.

"I won't be far." Lucerys said as not only an assurance to you, but as a warning to Alys before turning around and walking back down the hall.

Once Lucerys was far enough away Alys sat and waited for you to speak, she knew this would happen, that if she had failed in her attempt that you would come for her. She took shuddering breaths waiting for what torture you would see fit to subject her to this time, when something pulled her from her thoughts.

No....Nothing pulled her from her thoughts. the dungeon that was filled with the echos of groans, coughs, wails and whines of the captured criminals had all ceased. Glancing up Alys' breath hitched as she stared at the drop of water frozen in mid air.

"You know for all your faults." You spoke. "I thought you were smarter than this."

Snapping her head in your direction she sees that there is no longer a wall of metal bars between you, there is nothing stopping you from killing her.

"Don't worry Alys, I'm not here to hurt you." You assured.

"How can you be sure I won't hurt you?" Alys asked shuffling back, attempting to put on a brave face. lifting her chin and stoning her face. "Again."

"Do you really think if I didn't want you to stab me I would have let it happen?" You smirked at the women as she held a look of shock on her face. "Now your probably asking yourself, 'why would she do this?'," you mocked with a nasally voice.

"In truth I thought I could forgive Aemond for what he did but, the more I thought about it the more I found myself thinking of ways I could kill him without being caught, Training accident, poison, assassination, suffocating him in his sleep, hell most days I thought to just slit his throat and get it over with." You explained. "But then after three long months...you showed up and publicly attack me! and what does my 'loving' and 'loyal' husband do? he defends you." You let out a joyous laugh.

"After all Aemond is a not only a second son of a second wife but he's also what....three....four seventh in line for the throne and before Jacerys produces an heir, he stands to inherit nothing meaning and the only thing he could give my children is their titles and perhaps a bastard brother if that graveyard you call a womb ever proves fruitful, meanwhile the maesters fear I may never bare children again." You said letting a tear escape you eye before the smile returned. "But I will and that child will be Lucerys', it will be seen as a miracle and yet another strife I have overcome despite my unfaithful husband and his bastard witch mistress.

"Lucerys is heir to Driftmark and second in line for the throne, he could be King someday if Jacerys were to meet an unfortunate end, after I have my marriage to Aemond annulled Luce and I will request for the Queen to allow us to marry and he will take my children as his own, Armon could one day sit the throne as Aemon would on Driftmark."

"Why? Why go through all this trouble for a man you have no feelings for?" Alys asked.

"Oh I have a great many feelings for my dear husband." You sneered. "Disgust. Shame. Disappointment, but overall...Fury. How dare he humiliate me? Taking me for a fool? To push me aside for the like of the same blood her claimed to despise so much. A lesson needed to be taught, I made the mistake of excluding him from the first but this is one you two will learn together. You may stay in Kingslanding as is Aemond's right, but you will never know a moment of peace, you will always be looked at as the evil, vile, bastard, whore that attacked the princess with her child in her arms. You will be shunned, hated and looked down on as will any children you produce. Aemond has no claim to the throne in Kingslanding, Dragonstone is reserved for the heir and you no claim to Harrenheilm. No Lord or Lady would welcome you to their lands. You wanted Aemond more than anything as he wanted you and now you both will have nothing and no one besides each other." You explained as Alys stares blankly at a wall as your words pierce her mind with the new reality.

"Plus but just between us girls." You leaned in with a wide grin. "Luce is a far better kisser."

Alys lunged at you as your body glides through the bars, you back against the wall in an attempt to create distance between the two of you, Luce rushed towards to hearing the commotion only to find you cowering against the wall as Alys screamed curses at you.

Wrapping you in his arms Luce made sure to check that she had not harmed you as the guards finally arrived. "Its fine." Luce assured them before glaring at Alys. "Just an animal getting use to her chains." He spat before leading you away and out of the dungeons.

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Relays Of Information | Shelby!Daughter

Summary: Tommy founds out he has a daughter he never knew about. Or The long lost Shelby daughter raised as a widow comes face to face with her father.

Request: Nah

Warning: description of violence

Walking into the club in downtown London, Tomas Shelby let his eyes scan the crowded establishment in search for the young woman he had seen earlier that day.

Flashback:

"Mr. Shelby," Devlin called as her entered the office. "Your next meeting is here." He informed.

"Alright, send 'em in Devlin." Tommy replied putting away the paperwork her was been working on in her time between meetings.

Entering the office once again, this time with a woman following close behind. "Ms. Kitty Jurossi." He introduced causing Tommy to halt in his movement for a moment before looking up at the woman.

"Thank you Devlin." Tommy says continuing to put the papers away.

Once the two were alone they sat in silence for a few moment, through it felt equally as eternal for them both.

"Hello Tommy." Kitty greeted the man nervously. "Or do you prefer Mr. Shelby now?" She asked with a slight chuckle.

"Tommy is fine, Kitty." He answered with a close lipped smile. "Please have a seat, feel free to have some tea." He offered gesturing to the seat at the end of the table with a fresh pot of tea sat in front of it.

"Thank you." She replied shuffling over and taking a seat in the wooden chair. "It's been a long time, how have you been?"

"I've been fine Kitty and yourself." Tommy asked squinting his eyes at the sister of his former lover, a sense of unease creeping in.

"I've been fine as well Tommy," She replied. "It took me awhile after Greta passed on and I think I can just about put it behind me and move on. Which is why I've come here."

Remaining silent Tommy sustained his gaze in the woman allowing her to continue with her story.

"I've wronged you Tommy a great deal, before you left for the war Greta confided in me that she was pregnant." Kitty revealed. "She didn't have the heart to tell you knowing you may not have made it home to meet your child. She knew she was sick and that she most likely wouldn't have that chance either. She asked that when she died I take care of the child and if you returned that the child should be with their father." she continued tears began filling her eyes.

"But that didn't happen."

"No that didn't happen, Tom." She confirmed. "It was hard after Greta passed, I had just lost my sister, I had this baby I had no idea how to raise and no one knew how long the war would last or if you'd even make it back." Tears falling down her cheeks.

"I have no idea how they knew about the babe or why but about a month after it was born some people came to me, they said they would pay me a lot of money to let them have the baby, they said they would give it a good home a good family." She explained wiping the tears from her face. "I was skint and couldn't provide for it, so I said yes and I took the money."

"I have a child." Tommy stated.

"After I heard that you had returned from war it was too late, the child was already gone and I felt that it would do no good for you to know about it seeing as Greta had passed on, knowing you had also lost a child might have broken you."

"But I didn't loose a child did I Kitty?" Tommy asked shaking his head. "You sold 'em."

"I know I've done an awful think Tommy, its been eating me alive all these years." Kitty said now sobbing quietly in her seat. "Which is why I've come here today, to confess, I only hope that one day you... and Greta, may she rest in peace, can find it in your heart to forgive me."

"where is he now?"

"I don't know Tom, But I heard of you, I know you have money, connections things that would make it a hell of a lot easier for you to find them." She answered. "I know most men have no interest with raising a child and I'm not asking you to, I have myself together now, a job and house and they deserve to know about their family about Greta. I can raise 'em take care of 'em now, I just need your help to find the child Tommy, please."

For a while Tommy sat simply staring at the crying woman in his office, a woman who he would have once been his sister-in-law but had sold his child, a living breathing legacy of her sister, her own blood.

"Alright Kitty." Tommy finally spoke breaking the silence. "I'll look for the my child and I will find 'em"

"Thank yo-,"

"And you'll not come anywhere near him." Tommy interrupts. "This will be you first and final warning Kitty, I'll let you walk now, but if you ever come near my family again. I will kill you."

Hanging her head Kitty Jurossi gave a slight nod before standing from her seat heading to the door. "Tommy," Kitty called as she opened the door turning to face him once again. "You should know, the baby...it was a girl. You have a daughter."

It took longer to find her than Tommy would like to admit, but there was obviously no paper trail for the deal Kitty Jurossi had made. Tommy sent men out to search hospitals on any record of Greta giving birth, one came back the all records of the birth and the child itself was taken by a man claiming he was from a home for orphaned girl in London, though he spoke with a Russian accent.

More digging and with the help of his friends (Alfie) in Camden, Tommy found the was one girls home that received many shipments to and from Russia.

‘The Red Room Home For Orphaned Girls.’

Four days Tommy waited outside the home, watching, waiting but for what he didn't know. Yet on the forth day all his waiting paid off as he spots a young woman walking down the street, his breath caught in his throat as he stared at an almost exact replica of Greta Jurossi. She shared nearly every feature with her late mother save a few her and there, but the one thing that wiped away any doubt was her eyes, even from across the street Tommy could see the deep blue color of them. His eyes.

With confident strides she walks up the stairs of the building before entering the door.

"Where have you been for four days?" Tommy muttered to himself never taking his eyes off of the building as he reaches into his breast pocket pulling out a cigarette. What also caught his attention even more was that an hour later she was once again walking through the door and heading off down the street. "What the hell kind of girls home is this?"

With a quick honk of his horn Tommy caught the attention of the blinder down the street, nodding in the direction of the girl, a second later the man began following the unknown Shelby down the street.

[<_>}

Irina sat in the club, small smile on her face, enjoying a glass of champagne as she watched the people around her dance, do drug, have sex and more.

She casually scanned the crowd waiting for her eyes to lock on the man she had followed here. Paul Lipton, he was in the middle of the dance floor, dancing with a pretty blonde women that most definitely not his wife. She knew that for a fact because that was the exact reason she was here, turned out Mrs. Lipton wasn't the type of woman to just set back and let her husband cheat on her.

Downing the rest of her drink Irina stood from her seat heading straight for the dance floor, Spinning and twirling as she attempted to blend into the crowd, making her way toward the unfaithful man she reached for the knife that was strapped to her upper thigh. Getting closer and closer to Paul she raised her arms, doing once final spin as she passed the man quickly dragging the knife across his throat.

It took Paul a few second to realize what was happening to him, she watched as the smiles slowly slipped from his face before his hands shot up to his throat in an attempt to stop his blood from spilling out of his wound. It wasn't until he fell to his knees that his partner noticed that something was terribly wrong. Seeing the red spill from his neck and down the front of his suit drew a scream from the blonde that pierced the ears of nearly everyone in the club.

In an instant the panic started as everyone began to scramble in all directions to what they hope would be safely.

Getting the feeling she was being watched Irina once again scanned the, now panicking, crowd. She had to admit she didn't expect to lock eyes with a man standing on the other side of the club dressed on a long black trench coat, blue eyes nearly completely covered my the peaky cap sat on his head.

After a few seconds of eye contact she took a step back disappearing into the crowd.

[<_>]

Pulling up to the large house 'Arrow' as it was called, Irina took note of the men standing causally outside. Guards, though not very good ones she would say.

"Ne nuzhno derzhat' mashinu v rabochem sostoyanii, ya chuvstvuyu, chto eto zaymet nekotoroye vremya." She said to the driver as he opened the door for her to exit the vehicle.['No need to keep the car running, I have a feeling this will take awhile.']

As she approached the door one of the men broke from the group stepping in between her and the door.

"Can I help you ma'am?" He asked looking down at her.

"No, I don't think you can." She replied rolling her eyes as he blows smoke in her face. "I have a meeting with a Mr. Shelby." She informed trying her best not to punch the man in the throat.

Looking over to one of the other men a bit away her nods his head in the direction of the door before turning back to her as the other walks inside. The man in front of her stares at her for awhile scanning her body ever once and a while.

"You know if your going to see Mr. Shelby, I'm afraid I'll have to search you for weapons." He smirked at her flicking his finished cigarette away.

"Touch me and it will be the last thing you do." She smirked back at the man already prepared to take him out. Her smile only grew as the man took a step forward.

"Mr. Shelby will see you now." The man from before announced sticking his head outside the door.

"Oh lucky me." She says sarcastically, side stepping the man in front of her, coming shoulder to shoulder with him she stops. "And extremely lucky for you." She states before walking up the steps and entering the home.

"Right this way ma'am." An older women in the other side of the door directed her though a hall that came to a large door way. On the other side was a dining room with a large table occupied by a approximately 13 people.

"Mr. Shelby, your guest has arrived." The woman says gesturing over to you. "Shall I take your coat?" She asked causing you to shrug it off allowing her to take it as she exits.

"Irina," The man sat at the head of the table greeted. "Thank you for coming, please have a seat."

Walking over to the table she approaches the seat Tommy had gestured to next to him. Across from her was a blonde woman who she noticed was in a very large portrait above the fire place, she sat next to a small child, obviously her son.

"Mr. Shelby." She greeted back taking a seat. "I have to say when I saw you at the club this isn't the exact way I pictured we'd meet again."

"No?"

"Well most of my clients don't usually introduce me to their family." She informed. "It's not really a family friends profession."

"Are you a whore?" The blonde woman asked looking at you from across the table.

"No...well, maybe." Irina smirked. "I like most people offer a unique service for a price, everyone is a whore is you think about it, just selling different parts of themselves."

"And what service do you provide?" A ginger haired boy a bit down the table asks.

"Finn."

"No its alright Mr. Shelby," She assured. "Well, Finn to put it simply. I kill people."

"Are you serious?" Finn asked looking around the table with a nervous chuckle.

"Deadly." She smiles. "Which is why I was wondering why Mr. Shelby called me here, its no secret that the Shelby family tends to handle grudges on their own."

"So you've heard of us?" A man sitting next to Finn asked with a smirk.

"I prefer to know who I'm working for." She replied. "I asked around about you 'Tommy Shelby the man who could make an enemy out of god himself', So Mr. Shelby who is it that now even the all powerful Tomas Shelby can kill?" She smiles excitement shining in her eyes.

"I'm afraid you may be quite disappointed," Tommy says looking away from the young girl and over to the woman sitting next to her. "I haven't asked you here to have anyone killed."

Slowly the smile slips from her face as she turns her attention to the head of the table, leaning forward with a glare on her face.

"So you've wasted my time?" She asks staring down the blue eyed man.

"I've called you here to offer you some...information you may find interesting." Tommy corrected.

"If I wanted interesting information, Thomas." She started leaning forward some more. "I would have went to a fucking library."

"Not this information love." The older brunette sitting to he left states.

"I don't know how to say this so I'll just come out with it." Tommy started.

"Please do."

"about sixteen years ago, before I went off to war, I was involved with a woman by the name of Greta Jurossi." He explains. "She died while I was still in France, but before that she had a child. My child."

"Is this what coming out with it means to you?"

"A few months ago, her sister came to me to let me know of the child." Taking a moment to clear his throat Tommy finally 'came out with it.' "That child is you."

All eyes were now on Irina as she looked down at the table cloth in front of her. Tommy took her silence as a sign to continue speaking and began introducing the various members of the Shelby family to the newest member.

Having gone down the table Tommy finishes looking back over to his daughter, after a few moments of silence a small chuckle was heard as her shoulder began to move more and more as her laughter became louder.

"I'm sorry," She apologizes as she looks around to see no one else laughing. "I just find this whole story a bit ridiculous."

"You think we’re lying." The younger brunette with a short hair cut asked seemingly offended.

"Yes...No...well, weather I believe it or not doesn't really matter." Irina said waving her had dismissing the topic. "But you were right Mr. Shelby this wasn't a waste of time after all. Because I have some 'interesting' information for you as well."

reaching down in a small pocket in her skirt pulling out a bullet setting it upright on the table. On the bullet a name, crudely etched into the side.

‘Thomas.’

"I'm sure you are familiar with a name by the name of Sabini?" She asked rhetorically. "Well it seems you have offended him in someway seeing as he contacted me sometime ago with the request that I end your life."

"Imagine my surprise when I not only spot you in London, alone, unprotected, but then you invite me to your home." She laughed in disbelief. "So I guess the question now Mr. Shelby is, Mr. Sabini paid a lot of money to have you killed, How much are you willing to pay to stay alive?"

Part 2(?)

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Hell Hath No Fury | Part III

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Warning: descriptions of violence, mentions of infertility

Summary: Chess not checkers. One | Two

"Guards! Guards!" Someone called out, looking up to the person standing above you, you lock eyes with Alys Strong.

"How dare you?" Lucerys sneered at the older women as he pulled his sword, before it could touch her neck it was knocked away. pushing Alys behind him Aemond steps up to Luce.

"Someone call for the Maesters!" Rhaenerya called out. "And have this women taken to the dungeons." She said dropping down to attend to the princess bleeding on the ground before her eyes close.

***

You wince once as the needle once again while the maester closes your wound, your hisses of pain are the only thing filling the deafening silence that surrounds you, your husband and the maester.

"I will have milk of the poppy delivered for the pain princess." Mellos informed.

"Thank you maester." You replied with a strained smile.

Collecting his materials, he quietly exit the room leaving you and Aemond alone.

After a few moment of silence Aemond feeling your glare on the side of his face as he attempts to avoid your gaze.

"I couldn't-." Aemond started. "I couldn't imagine what you must be going through right now."

"Did you bring her here?" You asked narrowing you eyes for any sign dishonesty. "Did you bring that woman here, to court?"

"of course not."

"How could you ask thi-."

"Luce." You whimpered out as he rushed to your side taking a seat on the bed he wraps his arms around your shaking figure. "I was so scared."

***

Aemond departed soon after the arrival of Luce and his family, most of whom also left at your please to make sure that your children were safe.

"I care for you." Luce said firmly leaning closer to you. "And I care for the boys just as much and I won't let anything happen to any of you."

"I'm sorry," He says as he attempts to catch his breath. "I should not have."

"Please don't apologize...not for this." You plead bringing your hand down to rest on his cheek. "I often wonder what it would be to have married you, how happy we might be."

Leaning his head down to touch yours Luce closed his eyes and let put a breath. "As do I."

Pulling him closer to you, you press your forehead against him. "I must ask a favor from you." You sighed out. "I know that Alys is being held in the dungeons...and I wish to speak with her."

"I will call for the maesters."

"Luce-."

"No! Clearly you have gone mad." He rebuttals pulling away. "Why on earth would you wish you speak to that woman after all she has done to you?"

"okay okay okay." Luce relents pulling you into a his arms. "If this is what you need."

Wrapping your arms around him before resting your head on his shoulder. "Thank you Luce." a smile creeping onto your face.

***

"We've come to ask questions." Luce states stepping forward. "You will answer them if you know what's good for you."

"I won't be far." Lucerys said as not only an assurance to you, but as a warning to Alys before turning around and walking back down the hall.

"You know for all your faults." You spoke. "I thought you were smarter than this."

Snapping her head in your direction she sees that there is no longer a wall of metal bars between you, there is nothing stopping you from killing her.

"Don't worry Alys, I'm not here to hurt you." You assured.

"How can you be sure I won't hurt you?" Alys asked shuffling back, attempting to put on a brave face. lifting her chin and stoning her face. "Again."

"Why? Why go through all this trouble for a man you have no feelings for?" Alys asked.

"Plus but just between us girls." You leaned in with a wide grin. "Luce is a far better kisser."

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editorandchief · 1 year ago

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He had so much potential for such amazing fics!! I can’t tell you how disappointed I am.

No b/c why was Sam talking to Emma like that?!?

#the boys #homelander #gen v episode 8 #gen v #sam riordan #emma meyer #luke riordan #jordan li

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No b/c why was Sam talking to Emma like that?!?

#Gen v #gen v episode 8 #sam riordan #emma meyer #homelander #the boys #jordan li #marie moreau #andre anderson #luke riordan

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editorandchief · 1 year ago

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Top Gun: Maverick Masterlist

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Daddy Issues: One | Two | Three | Four | Five [a][f]

Communication Is Key [a]

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Hell Hath No Fury | Aemond Targaryen | Two

Requested: yes

Summary: Aemond learns things have changed since he’s been away. (Part One)

Warning: emotional affair, BAD WRITING!

When Aemond made it to the dining room you and Beth had already entered.

"This is Armon," You smiled while handing the babe to Luce before taking the other babe from Beth. "And this is Aemon." The two of you held the babies side by side smiling down at them.

"Well we certainly didn't plan for two." Lucerys says looking between you and the babies. "I wish I could have been there for you."

"you have been there Luce, we never could have predicted the exact time when the babies would come or the fact that there would be two." You assured him as he walked you towards the table. Pulling our a chair for Luce didn't hesitate to take the one next to you.

Aemond looked on as you two talked animatedly about the babies with the rest of the family.

"Hmm." looking away and walking to the opposite side of the table to the seat he assumed Luce once occupied.

***

The next morning Aemond woke in the library, he had fled there after the meal in order to take is mind off what you had said before. There was no way that you knew about Alys, how could you? if not then what did you mean by that? Maybe he misheard you, yes. he had misheard you.

"Though it seems you have grown quite fond of strong bastards as of late."

"Though it seems I have grown quite fond of strong bastards as of late."

Of course! of course that has to be it, you did seem overly fond of the 'Velarian' boy."

Walking through the halls Aemond comes across the Godswood, where he hears the familiar sound of your laughter.

A blanket laid out on the grass he sees you and Lucerys once again, with each of you cradling one of his children.

"Wife, here you are." He announced as he approached the small group. "You must have begun the day quite early, I could not find you in our chambers."

"Yes, Lucerys was just too excited for the boys to meet Arrax, so we all took a little trip to the dragon pits before we came to have our picnic."

"We spent quite some time here before the twins were born, it always seemed to calm them whenever they decided to kick up a storm." Luce informed his uncle.

'Hmm, Well mayhaps you would not mind another trip the the dragon pits so that my sons would meet Vhagar while we choose two eggs from the clutch that was just laid." Aemond suggests with a small smile.

It had always been important to you for the your children to be dragon riders or swordsmen or scholars, because Aemond could spend time with them as these were all things that he enjoyed. You two had talked endlessly about these things, choosing eggs for your children, Aemond being the one that would teach them to handle a sword, reading to them every night about the history of their great house.

"Actually Lucerys has done us the honor of choosing two eggs for the twins, they were placed in their cradles last night." You informed your husband smiling to Lucerys before looking to Aemond once again. "Besides I think the boys are too young to be introduced to Vhagar just yet, she is quite large. What if she hurt the boys?"

"I'm sure they will enjoy the experience much more when they are older." You added as Luce nodded in agreement.

"Hmm." Turning around and walking away, Aemond hears as Lucerys begins to talk about the boys learning to sail with him and Lord Corlys.

***

"Emagon gevie se dōna dreams se skori ao wake va se ñāqatubis, muña kessa jorrāelagon ao sesīr tolī bona tubī. Kostilus skori ao sīmonagon kesā rhaenagon aōha olvie own zaldrīzes" You soflty whispered rubbing your finger along Armon's cheek before moving to his brother.

"Are you speaking High Valarian?" Aemond asked as he entered your chambers while coo to Aemon laying him into his cot.

"Lucerys has been teaching me, he thinks speaking valarian to the boys as they grow older will help them when they begin their lessons." You replied walking over you the vanity talking a seat in front of the mirror.

"Yes it seems that my nephew has a great many opinion on what would be best for my sons" Aemond says coming to stand behind you looking at you're reflection through the mirror.

"Yes Luce cares very much for the boys," You confirmed picking up your brush. "I think he was the only person that was as excited as me for the baby."

"He seems to care very much for the boys." Aemond pointed out.

"Of course her cares, they are his cousins." You pointed out narrowing you eyes at him.

"Hmm, but his care seem to be that of someone closer such as a brother or perhaps a fath-." Aemond words are cut of as you quickly stand, turn around and strike him across the face.

"Don't. You. Dare." You seethed glaring up at your husband. "It would seem you learned more from Ser Criston than just combat." Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath you look back up at him before you started to let out a chuckle.

"I honestly don't understand why you are so upset." You spoke sitting back down in front of the mirror and continued to brush your hair. "Why you would accuse me of something like that, You should be thankful to Lucerys for taking over your duty as husband and father so that you might have more time to comfort your mistress."

Any delusional thought that Aemond had misheard you yesterday. "I mean I couldn't imagine loosing a child that close to birth, Lucerys provided me with such comfort during my pregnancy I doubt he would leave my side if I had gone through such a thing. Oh how Alys must feel to not have the comfort of my husband during this trying time."

"You know." Aemond stated keeping his eyes glued to the ground.

"Ironic isn't it. How you accuse me of treasons that would not only lead to my death but the death of our children, how you're the one who has been unfaithful yet I am willing to forgive you, I am willing to put this all in the past...as long as you keep it in the past."You assured him placing your hand on the cheek you had struck. "Or you might find the next thing lucerys takes from you is your wife and children."

Pulling a piece of paper from the table you hold it out to him. "This arrived today, from harrenhal." He slowly reaches out and grabs the letter. "Make your choice Aemond, her or us." You say letting go of the paper as you make your way to the twins resting in there cots.

Aemond watched as you made your way across the room before you turn and lock eyes with him. Making his way towards the fireplace his eyes never leave yours as he drops the letter into the flames.

With a small smile you hold out your hand towards your husband. Walking over Aemond takes your hand before placing a soft kiss on the back.

"You have no idea what I've done for this family." You say placing your head on his chest, wrapping you arms around his waist. "And it would be in your best interest, to not give me a reason to show you.

Part Three

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Hell Hath No Fury | Aemond Targaryen

Request: Yes

Summary: Aemond has become distant and you find out why.

Warning: blood, miscarriage, cheating, assault

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You couldn't believe it.

He was the good brother, the dutiful son, the valiant knight... the faithful husband. There was no way that your Aemond wouldn't do this to you.

This explains why he was traveling so often to Harrenhal away from you for so long when you needed him the most, you thought as you rubbed your swollen belly staring at the piece of paper in your hand.

He had gotten that whore pregnant, and from the letter it seemed you two were both soon to give birth.

Alys Rivers, the strong Bastard, the Witch...Yet another thing you two had in common, maybe your husband had a type.

This was it. the beginning of the end. If Alys Rivers gave birth to that child there is nothing that would stop her from coming to court, having her child legitimized, having Aemond take her as a mistress, bringing shame and embarrassment upon you and your child.

No.

"Push princess, push." The midwife needlessly instructed as someone wiped the sweat from your brow.

"I do appreciate your help and respect and acknowledge that you have helped bring many royals into this world so please forgive me when I say, 'please shut the fuck up and let me concentrate." You yelled back as you took two deep breaths before closing your eyes and letting your head fall backwards.

Opening your eyes again you see your in a hallway standing in front of a door, you can still hear the midwives telling you to push. placing your hand in the door you push it open slowly as you see the sight of Alys Rivers and Aemond in bed together.

His arm is wrapped around her, as they are both naked it isn't hard to guess what it was that had made them so tired. Walking into the room you hear the door close behind you just as you stand right above them. As if sensing your presence Alys' eyes snap open and stare up at you.

She opens her mouth to wake Aemond before you stop her.

"Don't bother calling out, her can't hear us." You informed her reaching for his arm and throwing it away from her causing his to shift in his sleep and turn over. "No one can. From the look on your face I can tell you know exactly who I am, which is amusing considering I knew nothing of you a moon ago."

"I know this must be upsetti-."

"No! You don't because you are not his wife, you are not the one he married and swore loyalty to only to turn around and impregnate some whore." You sneered at her as she flinched back. "What was your plan? to take my husband, become and mistress, you seek to replace me and my child?" You asked as she simply shook her head in denial.

"It was never meant to happen like this, but I love Aemond and he loves me, I'm sorry that you are hurt by this but that is the truth of it. I never thought I would be able to have children but this is a gift that Aemond has given to me and we both are thankful to be having it, but that does not mean he is any less thankful for your child and I promise you that I mean no harm to your life, marriage or the life of your child." Alys rushed to explain. Taking a moment you look on at this women in bed with your husband and think of her words.

"Words....are not enough." You say before Alys' body is forced down into the bed. Leaning over her you pulled the sheets from her body exposing her milky skin to the cold air.

"What are you doing?" Alys asked as she struggled against the invisible force.

"Don't worry I am simply righting a wrong," You informed her as you pulled a knife from your dress. "The child that grows inside of you belongs to my husband" You continue as you placed the blade to her belly.

"No! Please no." Alys pleads as she fight to get away from you. "I'm beg you please. I have wronged you I admit but my child is innocent, Aemond's child is innocent."

"I know." You say before plunging the knife into her womb as she lets out a blood curtailing scream. Once the cut was made you reached inside of her wound ignoring the blood and cries of the women as you pull the child from her body. Cradling the child in your arm you softly coo to the child as Alys lets out another round of sobs. "Please do not morn for the child will live, but it will be birthed by me, as should all children of my husband."

Turning and walking away the door slowly creaks back open allowing you to walk back into the hall. "Though I am very thankful for this gift you and my husband have given to me Alys, I trust it will be the last one" You say before the door closes once again.

"Just one more push my princess." You left you head once again over come with the pain of child birth. "Here it comes." After one more push the room is filled with the cries of your child.

"A prince, you have given birth to a prince." The midwife announced moving to retrieve a blanket for the newborn. She began to hand you your child before you leaned forward and let out a painful groan. "The afterbirth."

another midwife crouched between your leg as you groan in pain. "No there is a head, there is another babe." She informed sending the room into another round of panic as you were instructed again to push.

"Another prince." She soon declares as the second child begins to cry.

Cradling both babes in your arms you look down at the two clearly Targaryen princes with a small smile, Alicent entered the room quickly making it to your side "Aemon and Armon." You names them as she looks to her grandchildren made my her favorite son.

***

It had been three days since Aemond woke to Alys' screams, the sheets around her covered in blood as she cradled her stomach. The maesters said it was a miscarriage, but Alys insisted that it wasn't, when Aemond tried to comfort her she yelled for him to leave her and refused to be near him. After the second day of trying he chose to return to Kingslanding where is was notified that his wife had given birth to twin boys.

Entering the chambers he sees his wife cooing at the two newborns laying on their bed. Turning towards your husband your eyes widen. "Aemond, I thought you were Beth to assist me with taking the twins to midday meal, the family wished to meet them."

"Well I am sorry to disappoint you," Aemond teased walking closer to the bed. "But I promise I can try to be as good as Beth until she arrives."

"Oh stop." You laughed a bit before letting out a sigh. "Actually I am glad that you are here, I wanted to speak with you."

"What is it you wish to speak of?" He asked rubbing his knuckle along Aemon's face.

"I know that this marriage started as an arrangement, but I understand that at the time we both believed that we become fond of each other and perhaps even love, and I thought that we had begun to share these feeling but I realize that I can not hold you to promises we made as children." You now had his full attention. "And if it is what you want, I will not fight you on seeking annulment."

"You have been distant and it was not until the twins were born that I realize just how distant you've become, we used to spend time together, reading, painting, laughing but I gave birth for the first time and my husband was not to be found." You explained. "I do not blame you for not returning my feeling or for pulling away but I can't live thinking that I'm driving you from your home or thinking that this distance between us will affect our children."

"Please," Aemond says grabbing your hand and kneeling at your side. "Your feeling are returned I swear it to you, my distance is of no fault of your own."

"Then what is it?" You pleaded looking into his eyes. "I wish for you to be there for our children, for them to love and be moved by you. You once told me you didn't want to be like your father, I do not want this either."

Looking into your eyes Aemond knew he couldn't tell you the reason, he knew it would break your heart and he couldn't do that to you not after you had just given him two son, not ever. "It matters not, It will never happen again." He assures giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "I will not be the father viserys was to me and I will not be the husband he was to my mother. You three are my life and I will spend every second to assure that you know it.

"My princess It is time for your midday meal with your family." Beth informed entering the chambers.

"Thank you Beth would you please hold Aemon and I will take Armon you instruct as Aemond stands and helps you from the bed. Standing and walking towards the door you asked Beth to please walk ahead of you. "I thank you for hearing me Aemond and I do hope this isn't asking to much but I also must ask something else of you."

Aemond nodded as he rubs his hand up and down your back in comfort.

"I wish for this to be a pleasant occasion so I must ask you not fight with Jace and Luke, though it seems you have grown quite fond of Strong bastards as of late." You say before walking ahead leaving his frozen in the door way of the room.

Part Two

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Cosmic Cameo

Requested: Nah

Summary: Cara doesn't remember much of anything before that fall, but what she does remember might come in handy for what will happen next

In which Cara Cassidy falls smack dab in the middle of the MCU and can't help but to get involved.

Warning: None

Blue, that's all there was. Blue of the sky, no blue of the water, the sound of it rushing into her ears, the cold all over her body.

'Why can't I move? Help, I need help. Someone help me! Please!' She screamed even with knowing no one would hear her.

She can't breath the pressure was too much she has to breath, there was no way the she would be able to swim to the surface and holding her breath was only delaying the inevitable.

'1....2....3.' Closing her eyes, taking a deep breath prepared for the liquid to fill lungs but, instead she is met with air. Her eyes snap open.

Blue, that's all there was not blue of the water the sky, the sound of the wind rushing past her head pushing her hair forward, she was falling.

Stretching her arms forward in a useless attempt to grab something, anything, nothing. Once again knowing your going to die and not being able to do anything about it.

Its coming it had to be. The ground coming closer and closer. What would it feel like? Would it be instant? Better than drowning she figured.

screams of people watching helplessly from the ground grew closer and closer.

'1....2.....3.' Closing her eyes, preparing for the impact, the end.... Nothing.

Blue, That's what she saw, trying to get over the fact that she was seeing anything at all. Blue eyes of a person standing above her, the sound of footsteps and monitors beeping around the room.

"Hello, ma'am?" The deep voice called. "Can you hear me?" It asked.

All she could do was blink, what else are you supposed to do when you're meant to be dead. Cara thought she should be floating face down in a river somewhere or laid out across the cement.

"Hello?" The voice called again. "Do you need anything? Are you hurt?" It asked.

"What do you mean is she hurt?" Another voice sounded from elsewhere in the room. "You should be asking that crater in the ground."

"Can you tell me your name." The voice called ignoring the previous statement.

"Where am I?" Was the first thing to come from Cara's mouth. Finally able to focus she looks to the man standing in above her.

"You're safe." He replied. " Can you tell me what happened?" He asked.

"When?" She asked confused.

"Before, during or after your fall from the sky." the other voice called.

"Tony." The first man chastised. "Do you feel hurt at all?" He continued.

"No, I'm fine." She replied taking a deep breath.

"My name is Steve Rogers. Can you tell me yours?" He asked.

Steve Rogers? Was this a joke or something? Did she land in the middle of Comic Con or a Cosplay contest or something?

"Funny." She scoffed.

"Ma'am?" He asked confused.

"I said your real fun-." Chris Evans, it was Chris Evans. "Where am I?" Cara asked again.

"Where do you think you are?" The other voice asked. That can't be... Looking over to the source of the noise, Oh My God! It's Robert Downey Jr. "Or Where did you come from? You can answer either." He said walking around behind her back.

"I came from..." Trailing off as her mind went blank. "I'm.... Where am I?" She reverts back to her initial question.

"You're in the the Avenger's Tower." Chris replied. "We found you and brought you here to make sure you were okay."

"That's a nice way of saying making sure she's not a threat." Tony interjected once again.

"Am I on the set?" Cara asked.

"What set?" Chris asked.

"Avengers." She answered.

"Yes, ma'am we are the Avengers," Chris confirmed. "Now we wanted to know if you could tell us how you fell." He asked staring intensely into her eyes.

What was he talking about, did he think that she thought that the Avengers were real so he was trying to humor her, maybe he though she was crazy, but he brought up Steve Rogers first.

"What did you say your name was again." She asked thinking maybe she had heard wrong.

"Steve Rogers ma'am." He restated.

"And we're in New York aren't we?" She asked. "In the Avengers Tower." She continued.

"Yes." He confirmed.

"You're Steve Rogers," She states before turning her head around finding Robert leaning in a table watching her from afar. "And you're Tony Stark." She pointed out.

"You know me, I'm flattered." Robert says putting his hand over his heart.

"She awake." A new voice emerged into the lab, Mark Ruffalo. "Has she said anything?" He asked.

"Let me guess." Cara replied before any of the other character could. "Dr. Bruce Banner."

"Have we met?" He asked confused as to how this unknown woman knew his name.

"No but its not hard to to figure out." She replied. "So what's going on here, are you guys like methods?" She asked. It was pretty clear either one of two things was happening right now.

1.) She had hit her head walking down the street and some how ended up being found by Chris Evans, Mark Ruffalo, and Robert Downey Jr. in the middle of a rehearsal for the next Avengers movie.

But considering both Steve Roger and Tony Stark are very much unalive.

2.) She had been magically teleported into the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and now she was stuck until she figured out her purpose in order to return home.

But considering that was crazy.

"You know I have a question." Robert says coming closer. "How are you not dead?" He asked causing the woman to give him a confused look.

"Tony." Chris glared.

"No, she fell from the sky and left a her sized hole in the earth." He continued. "And yet here she is talking and breathing."

"Wow if I didn't know any better I'd think you wanted me dead." Cara sassed to the older man.

"Don't take it personally." He replied.

"Kinda hard not to." She rebutted.

"It's just it would be nice to know who or what you are before we unstrap you and sent you off into the world." He informed. Unstrapped? Looking down at her hands for the first time Cara realized she was indeed restrained.

"what the hell?" She muttered pulling in the metal cuffs that appeared to be attached to the chair she was sitting on. "I don't suppose you'd take these off if I asked nicely would you?" She asked smiling up at the smug looking man with the goatee.

"No." He answered,

"I guess were going with option 2." Cara mumbled.

Oh My God! I could save them, I could save Natasha and Loki and Tony if she had time, she could stop the Avengers from breaking up, she could save Killmonger from dying, everyone from getting dusted. But she knew she couldn't do that from here.

"I think there are something we need to discuss before those can come off." Steve states being as calm and collected as he was portrayed in the movies.

"Things like what?" Cara demand growing frustrated with the lack of mobility. "Why you kidnapped me? Why your holding me against my will?" She asked rhetorically.

"Well no," Bruce chimed in fiddling with a pen nervously. "Our line of questioning was going in a different direction."

"North, East, South...?" Cara sassed.

"What are you?" Bruce asked ending the remainder of her sarcastic remark.

"What do you mean?" She asked taken aback by the sudden question.

"What are you?" Tony repeated. "Alien? Asgardian? Angel?"

"I'm human." She stated plainly as it seemed to be the most obvious answer.

"Right," Tony replied crouching down slightly to eye level with the young female. "And regular human appear out of a portal and fall hundreds of feet at a thousand miles per hour and walk away with out a scratch?"

Leaning in closer staring straight into the eyes of the smug looking billionaire.

"You did." She smirked refusing to be the first to look away. From what she had observed from her many rewatching of the MCU was that you never back down first, and while Tony Stark was nothing to scoff at due to his sarcastic nature and witty references he definitely wasn't the most intimidating person she could be in this position with.

"Good point." He sighed out quickly standing back to full height. "Tell you what Icarus, how about once the list of human who have done that extends past you and I, we'll talk about getting those restraints removed." He shrugged turning his back before beginning to tap on some sort of screen.

"Stark now is not the time for your childish games." The Asgardian prince slightly scolded before approaching the restrained young woman. "I am Thor, son of Odin, prince of Asgard and Midgard is under my protection state you business in this realm?"

"..."

"Please?" The god questioned taking of his mask of intimacy with a slightly hint of a smile.

Cara couldn't help but smile back, it was moments like these that she couldn't help but see Thor as a puppy or a child. A 6 foot 6 puppy.

"Thor, son of Odin, prince of Asgard and protector of Midgard. 'Wow that's a mouth full' I have as much business in this realm as the man taking his morning jog through the park or the bird that is probably flying over the city. I'm just trying to live." She pleaded hoping she was pulling off the innocent look she was going for.

"Welp I for one believe lady..." He trailed off into confusion upon realizing he didn't know the name of the young woman currently being held in the room.

"Cara." She assisted.

"Thank you." Thor stated before turning back to his fellow avengers. "Lady Cara."

"Cara huh." Tony questioned. "I would have guessed something more biblical like Castiel or Lucifer."

"I'm not an angel." Cara groaned out shutting her eyes and throwing her head back in frustration. "And even if I was, what's it to you?"

"I'm sorry?" Steve asked.

"What I mean is I haven't done anything wrong, I haven't broken any laws or hurt anyone. You have no right to keep me here." She clarified.

"Look you may not know this but the last time a portal opened up and something came through it spelt bad news for everyone." Natasha spoke for the first time from her place near the exit.

"I think everyone knows about that, what I don't know is what it has to do with me." Cara said through gritted teeth. "I mean no offense but don't you people have better thing to do than to keep me captive? I know I do."

"Things like what?" Clint interjected. "Enslaving the human race?"

"Oh my god!" Cara groaned.

How was she ever going to save everyone strapped to this chair being held captive by the people who she was trying to save.

She had much bigger thing to deal with like Bucky, Thanos, Wanda, Ultron... Oh god how was I gonna stop Ultron, there was no way I could convince Tony Stark that he was wrong about anything yet alone his master plan to save the world. Maybe keeping the scepter away from him altogether.

But no Ultron means no Vision ,and what would no Vision mean for Wanda? I can't even imagine.

"Is there someone else I can talk to?" Cara huffs. "Maybe someone with a better pair of listening ears and a basic value for human right and freedoms. Nick fury perhaps?"

"How do you know who Nick Fury is?" Natasha asked coming to stand closer in an attempt to intimidate.

"I know a lot of things." She shrugged.

"I doubt that. Cause if you knew anything you would know Fury is de-."

"Hiding out after faking his death, yeah I know that too. Natalia." Cara informed holding eye contact with the former Russian spy.

"Who are you." She asked making sure not to waver her gaze.

"I'm Cara." She stated firmly. "And as much as you people want to see me as a enemy I'm an trying to prove myself an ally."

Breaking her eye contact with the red head to meet the eyes of the remaining Avengers in the room, before returning to Natasha.

"And I can prove it if you would just let me out of these restrains." Nodding toward her restricted wrists.

"I'm sorry." Steve replied causing the 24 year old you grow her head back in frustration. "But we can't take that risk."

Cara didn't remember the Avengers being so annoying before, what ever happened to innocent until proven guilty. She needed them to trust her but had no idea how to make that happen , pretty sure the truth would land her in some max security mental hospital.

There has to be a way to blur the truth and she knew just how to do it. No matter what how she got here or what may be different because of it she knew more than anything that these people loved to be right she would just let them think they are.

Taking a deep breath Cara prepared for the worst before saying it.

"Not even for Loki's scepter?" She asked and was not surprised when everyone in the room shifted their full attention to her even Tony who seemed content with ignoring her pleas for release.

"What did you just say?" Clint asked wanting to find the scepter more than anyone after living through the effects of it.

"I know where it is." She tells him before looking around the room. "Look your right. I'm not human or at least I don't know if I am." She sighed in fake sadness.

"What do you mean." Steve asked.

"I mean ever since I can remember I've had these visions. A man falling from a train, a rainbow bridge, a ballet studio, an old man in a cave in the desert." Cara listed significant events in the lives of the heroes standing before her. "I never knew if they were real or if I was just crazy. I swear I have no idea how I came through any portal and I sure a hell don't know how I'm still alive, but what I do know is that I would never try to hurt anyone." Cara finished allowing her eyes to slightly tear up.

There was a collective silence among the group as they all attempted to figure out how this stranger knew so much about them.

"I got it." Tony said breaking the silence. "There is a whole museum dedicated to cap and his old war buddies." Tony explained away your first 'Vision'.

"Anyone can study Norse mythology, Widow over there released all of shields files and my kidnapping is public record at this point but nice try." Tony finished with an unimpressed look on his face. She could feel the other members also start to accept Tony's debunking of her story.

'Damn it, think of something no one else would know something, anything!' She screamed at herself.

"I think that is enough games." Thor said seeming to have changed his previous vote for your innocence. "Your attempt to fool us have gone on long enou-." Stopping once Cara started speaking.

"I've looked forward to this day for as long as you have, your my brother and my friend. Sometimes I am envious, but never doubt that I love you."

"What is that supposed to be?" Tony asked.

"Loki." Thor replied not taking his eyes of the young mortal girl. "Before my coronation on Asgard. My brother said those exact words to me."

"You can't read that in a book." Cara smiled gently, but you can watch it in a deleted scenes video. Honestly Cara was just glad that it actually happened in this world otherwise she would look even more crazy. "So what about letting me go?" She tried again.

"Sorry your gonna have to do better than that." Steve approached arms crossed.

"Loki's Scepter." Cara states. "I can help you find it." She offered.

"How?" Thor asked.

"I've already told you how." She replied. "But you have to promise after I do no more restrains and I'm free to go." She attempted negotiate.

"How about no more retrains and we'll see." Natasha offered.

"How about no more restrains and I'm free to go."

"How about you spend the rest of your life in a super max prison?" The red head countered.

"you know Drakov is still alive right?" Cara asked shock spreading across Natasha and Clint's face before they quickly mask it with a glare. "How about no more restrains and I'm free to go."

"Fine." Steve spoke before the petty argument could continue. "No more restrains and your free to go after we have the scepter?"

"Perfect." Cara smiled nodding towards her arms and legs.

"Tony." Steve states, nothing happened as the billionaire pretends to not have heard the request. "Tony come on."

"What if she's lying?" Tony asked. "We're just gonna let her roam around my lab touching things."

"There are six of us and one of her." Steve pointed out.

after a few moments tony let out a groan before pressing a button causing the straps to retract, stretching her arms and rubbing her wrist Cara takes this time to look around the high tech laboratory.

"So." Tony begins. "Where is it?" He asked raising an eyebrow at the girl.

"Where's what?" Cara asked before Tony took a step towards her. "Okay, Okay fine." She chuckles slightly.

"Hey, I gave you a shot don't make me regret this." Steve reprimands.

"Okay, You would thing at this point in time you people could take a joke." Cara muttered looking towards the ceiling as if searching for something. "Jarvis?" She asked.

"Yes Ma'am?" The A.I. replied.

"Hey Hey you don't talk to Jarvis." Tony scolds. "How do you even know about Jarvis?" He asked.

"I'm not answering this question again." Cara deadpanned. "Jarvis can you bring me up a satellite image of Sovkia?" Cara asked.

"Right away ma'am." He answered projecting a holographic image of the small city inches from the her face causing her to back up a few paces.

"Good thanks now I need you to search the other perimeter of the city for heat signatures." She informs. "Anything moving in formation consistently." She added.

"Here you are ma'am," Javis responds. "This area has shown a consistent path of small heat signatures recorded footage from the satellite shows for about the last three months or so."

"And are there any significant power sources coming from the area near the or inside of the signatures path?" Cara continued.

"Yes, there is an abandoned factory building just inside of the heat signatures path though it is emitting a significant amount of power." Jarvis confirms.

Turning to face the group of super individuals Cara opened her arms up wide.

"Heat signatures are patrols, that building is where you'll find your scepter and a one Baron Strucker as well." Cara informed. "Any questions from the class?" She asked rhetorically, though that didn't stop Bruce from raising his hand.

"Yes, Dr. Banner." Cara called.

"These abilities you say you've had them all your life?" He asked. "And you had no idea about the increased durability of you body? Have you ever given blood? Has there ever been any unexplained anomalies in your D.N.A.? If its possible I'd like to run some tests on your blood and determine the limitations of you body." Bruce rambled on not really giving the girl a chance to answer any of his questions.

"Um....Yes, No, No, and maybe if you buy me dinner first." Cara replied. "But I kinda meant scepter related questions." She clarified.

"So you saying that this building is where the scepter had been the whole time?" Natasha asked.

"Well not the whole time but it is there now." Cara replied. "So am I free to go?"

"After we get the scepter." Steve reminded. "But for now I think this is a pretty solid lead , so we'll hold off on the restrains for now but you can't leave this building. Am I clear?" Steve asked.

"Yes dad." Cara replied sarcastically receiving a stern look in return. "Fine I will not leave this building."

"Thank you." He replied.

"We need to move on this now before H.Y.D.R.A. gets wind of this and moves locations." Clint says studying the hologram of the building. "Jarvis can you play back the perimeter movements for the last three months and let me know if anything has changed between now and then?" Clint asked.

"The movement seems consistent Agent Barton." He replied.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Natasha asked Clint looking away from the electronic display.

"Yep." He answered. "We land in far wood of the south side looks great." He continued.

"perfect, we shall leave immediately." Thor states walking towards the exit.

"Thor." Steve called stopping the god in his track. "Be need and plan of attack we can't just go in there guns blazing." Steve says.

"How would that be different from all the other times?" Tony asked.

"We can not wait any longer and risk loosing it again." Thor counted. "Lady Cara is an unlikely advantage that may not be around to assist again."

"He's right just because you miss the scepter doesn't mean I was wrong and doesn't mean you can keep me here." Cara agreed. "We have a deal." Cara was all for helping the Avenger but she was not going to be some sort of prisoner she had thing to do people to save just like them.

"I said once the scepter is in our hands." Steve clarified.

"It is in your hands and your letting it slip through your fingers." She rebutted.

"Hate to agree, like really hate to agree with E.T over here." Tony started. "But we have to move on this as soon as possible."

"Still not an alien." Cara added.

"Predator?" He asked.

"Fine," Steve caved. "Two day. And then we move, Is everyone okay with that?" He asked receiving nods all around.

"Great, better rest up Icarus." Tony called to Cara as he heads to the exit.

"For what exactly" Cara asked following him out of the lab and down the hall stopping and waiting at the elevator as who she assumed to be the other Avengers come to a stop behind her.

"For the mission," Tony said stepping into the elevator. "You coming?" He asked noticing no one was following. "This H.Y.D.R.A. base may be legit but you could still be leading us into a trap and if you are I'd like you to be as close to getting shot as possible." He smirked pushing on of the floor buttons.

"And if I'm not, cause I'm telling the truth." Cara insisted. "I'll be an unprepared civilian in an active war zone." Cara pointed out.

"Then you can wait in the jet." He shrugged as the lift came to a stop and the doors opened revealing the living quarters. "Besides I'm sure Widow wouldn't mind slipping in a quick lesson."

"Of course not." Natasha said walking past the curly headed girl patting her on the shoulder.

"yeah, I'd defiantly take you up on that if I was ready to die." Cara replied.

"That might actually be a good idea," Bruce stepped in. "it would be a great way to test your reflexes and pain tolerance."

"Or you could shoot me." Cara suggested. "Yeah I like that idea bet-.." She joked but was cut short as a flash of light flew across the room and hit her in the chest sending her hurdling into a wall.

heads snapped from the girl to the source of the attack only to spot Tony at the bar with the iron glove on one and and a drink in the other. Standing up from the floor Cara looks over her body, nothing seemed broken and nothing hurt.

"What the Hell?" She glared. "You could have killed me." She whispered mostly to herself checking running her hand over the back of her head before checking her palm for any sign of blood.

"Look at that not even a limp? Scratch?" Tony asked putting his glass down. "Is your shirt even slightly singed? Now that's what I call durability."

"I think we got the durability part Stark." Clint said walking over to the girl helping her to the sofa as she assured him she was fine. "She fell three thousand feet." He reminded.

"Just checking," He defended. "Never hurts to check, well it didn't hurt me or her." He pointed out.

"Your lucky I wanna keep you from dying." Cara muttered to herself.

"What?" Tony asked.

"Nothing." Cara sighed. "Nothing at all."

"Anyways," Tony said squinting his eyes. "Let's get you set up with a room and ready for that training." Tony said taking off down the hallway Cara rushing to follow.

"I'm still not doing that." Cara said slowing down as she falls into step with the older man.

Two days that was all, this was good right? It gives her a chance to get her plan together like how was she going to find Bucky or maybe stop Scott from going into the quantum tunnel and missing five years of his daughter's life. However that was caused by the snap which won't happen if she could figure out how to stop Thanos.

"Here you go," Tony said stopping in front a door typing in a few numbers.

The door slides open revealing a quite luxurious bedroom with various shades of grey covering the walls and floors.

"I hope this is up to you standards." Tony says following her in. "I mean it's not Asgard, but."

"I'm not from Asgard, Tony." Cara said rolling her eyes.

"Well, goodnight." Tony brushed off turning to leave.

"Goodnight?" Cara asked.

"Oh it's a term we use here on earth, before you go to sleep," Tony informed sarcastically. "and sleep is when us human close our eyes and our bodies recharge for the upcoming day." He finished.

"I know what sleep is." She counted.

"But we're still confused on the term goodnight." Tony pointed out.

"I just didn't realize it was night, I actually have no idea what time it is." Cara suddenly realized.

"The time is currently 11:46pm ma'am." Jarvis' voice flows through the room.

"thanks Jarvis." Tony answered before continuing on his way out. "Make sure to rest up cause there's no way that training with widow isn't happening." He called over his shoulder allowing the door to close behind him.

Looking around, Cara made her way over to the bed allowing her body to fall backwards and letting out a sigh.

'I'M SO SCREWED!" She shouts into the empty room. "when I chose M.C.U. New York over D.C. Gotham I didn't know this was going to happen."

All the things she had needed to do, the death she wanted to prevent. She couldn't even begin to think of a way to get into Wakanda to warn them of Killmonger, or maybe get to Killmonger and talk him out of trying to kill T'challa, Maybe stop King T'chaka from dying and the Avengers from falling apart.

There was no way she could remember all this and what if the changes she made weren't for the best... Would the T.V.A try to stop her?

Writing it down would be a disaster waiting to happen, if anyone found it Avenger or otherwise who knows what could happen.

"I need a shower." She muttered sitting up on the bed, running her hands over her face in frustration.

"I can get the shower prepared for you ma'am." Jarvis replied as running water sound from one of the closed doors in the room. "Do you have a preferred temperature?"

"Warm?" Cara asked.

"Warm water is typically between 110 - 90 degrees Fahrenheit." Jarvis informed.

"Ummm 100." Cara answered with a shrug, all these were problem she could solve tomorrow, for now the only thing on her mind was showering and getting to finally rest her mind.

#mcu imagine #steve rogers #tony stark #marvel cinematic universe #mcu x oc #original female character #bruce banner #natasha romanoff #avengers age of ultron #wanda maximoff #pietro maximoff #clint barton

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Ruins Of The Past | Prologue

Summary: One forgot their past,

While the other can never let it go.

But no matter what it finds a way to come back and haunt them. The only question now is, will they be able to work through their past together to save their future.

Requested: kinda; voted for…#igotpolls

Warnings: descriptions of violent acts, talk of unalive people

"Our next case come from right here and D.C." JJ said as she pulls up the crime scene photos.

"I don't know if that make me feel better or worst." Emily commented.

"Four women, all around the same age, similar features and build have been found all around D.C." JJ continued. "Each of them have been disfigured in some way or another, one had their eyes gauged out, another nose, ears, lips removed."

"Okay so they obviously have a type." Derek points out. "Women with (Y/E/C) and (Y/H/C) but there is always some part of the victim that doesn't fit the original.

"Meaning all four of these women bare similar features to the cause of their rage or the object of their obsession." Rossi states. "And I for one hope it the former."

"Why what does that mean?" Garcia asked looking around the room."

"If were looking for the cause of the unsub's rage it most likely means that the person could be a maternal figure or someone that they are unable to release the emotions on causing them to look for alternative outlets," Spencer informed flipping through the case file. "But if they are a temporary stand in for an ongoing obsession it means that with every victim that fails to meet the preferred desire they are building up to the original....JJ do we know which victim this necklace is from?"

"That's another thing," JJ replied as a picture of the necklace appears on the screen. " each victim was found wearing the exact same necklace but when given to the family with personal effects they all stated that not one of the victims had it before going missing."

"So its apart of the unsub's ritual." Emily says looking at the necklace.

"A silver sun pendent with a faux carbonados diamond in the middle, connected to a crescent moon." JJ describes. " They all have the same engraving on the back, 'Hermann Hes-'"

"Hermann Hesse (Narcissus and Goldmund)." Spencer interrupts. "It's a reference to a poem:

'We are the sun and moon, dear friend; we are sea and land.it is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other and honor them for what they are: each the other's opposite and complement.'"

"How could you possibly know that?" Emily asked looking at the young doctor.

"Because I've seen the original." He answered quickly pulling out his phone. " Garcia I'm gonna send you a photo can you put it on the monitor please."

"Sure." The blonde replied taping on her screen before a picture appears above the others.

There is was, a women that looked almost identical to the other four victims give or take a few feature also wearing the necklace in question.

"Oh my god." Garcia said seeing the photo.

"Reid," Morgan called out. "do you know this girl?"

"Spencer please you have to listen to me." You begged as he continued to pack his things. "Please I'm not crazy."

For that last month Y/N had been acting differently, more paranoid, anxious and jumpy. Upon Spencer asking her what was wrong Y/N tried to convince him that there was someone following her, threatening her and sending messages, but when asked to show them to him...there was nothing there.

Y/N insisted that they were there, that she hadn't deleted them and she had no idea why they weren't there. For the next few weeks Y/N would claim she received another message or was sure someone was following her only for there to be nothing once again.

Spencer became worried and insisted Y/N needed to so see a doctor, that he had seen the same signs in his mother and she needed help, only for her to refuse citing that she wasn't crazy and wasn't making it up. If Y/N refused to help Spencer thought there was only one thing to do.

"I'm not saying you're crazy, but Y/N you need help." He replied zipping up his bag. "I've tried but if you refuse to get better, I won't stay here and watch you get worst."

"Please, please." She begged grabbing onto his arm as he made his way to the door. "Why can't you just believe me? Trust that I'm telling you the truth."

"I believe that you think that this is real," Spencer said while pulling his arm from her grip and sending her a sympathetic look. "but that's just your mind playing tricks on you and you need help. I'm sorry." He said before exiting the home leaving her alone as she sobbed in front of the door.

That had been a year and a half ago, they had dated for ten months, but after seeing signs that Y/N could suffer from paranoid schizophrenia and refused to receive help Spencer left after informing her family of his concerns that she may hurt herself or others. Of course he felt guilty but he couldn't go through what he went through with his mother again.

Now there was someone out there killing women that shared a resemblance to her and wearing her 'one of a kind' necklace.

"Yes..."He breathed out in shock of the situation. "and if I'm right we need to find her as soon as possible."

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Criminal Minds Masterlist

Spencer Reid

#criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #crimnal minds x reader #aaron hotchner #jennifer jareau #emily prentiss #derek morgan #penelope garcia #david rossi #reid x reader #spencer reid x fem!reader

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Trying to write for characters that I haven’t ever done, I’ve written some fics about all three and don’t know which to post.

#xavier thrope fanfic #billy russo #spencer reid #xavier thrope x reader #billy russo x reader #spencer reid x reader #crimnal minds #the punisher #wednesday

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Daddy Issues | Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw | Part Five

Warning: unedited, sucks

Requested: Yeah

A/N: the long awaited final part to “Daddy issues”, I suck at writing endings. (probably because I avoid all my problems until they go away) I tried to tag everyone and I hope this is what you guys wanted.

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Y/N felt her heart jump as the tone began to sound inside her air craft.

"What the fuck is that?" She asked looking around franticly.

"Tally two, three o'clock." Hangman informed seeing the two bandits. "Smoke in the air, smoke in the air." Diving down as Y/N pulled up being chased by the missile. Quickly deploying flares stopping the missile in its tracks.

"Dagger spare, we have bandit number two heading straight for dagger two."

"Hangman you go help them, I'll handle this guy." Y/N instructed breaking right as the enemy plane followed.

"Copy that Darwin."

Y/N watched as Jake broke left followed by one of the bandits leaving one to follow her.

She groaned in frustration after a few minutes of attempting to shake or get behind the superior aircraft. Just as she was about to reduce her speed in hopes to fall behind the bandit the familiar sound of a missile lock stopped her

Y/N sped up keeping the missile behind her as she made a sharp turn to face the bandit, she knew she wouldn't be able to get a missile lock on him in time, she began shooting towards the bandit. No sooner than her bullets hit the bandit did the missile connect with her plane.

"Dagger spare is hit." She radioed. "I repeat Dagger Spare is hit." Grabbing the photo off the dash Y/N yanked the eject handle flinging her from her plane seconds before it exploded, so close she could feel the heat.

Clutching the photo in her hand Y/N prepares herself to unhook as she grew closer and closer to the water. Unclipping herself she the water fighting the urge to gasp at the cold temperature. Taking in a breath of air as her break to the surface, she feels relieved to see the sight of two planes in the water.

Starting to swim towards the debris, she stopped, feeling a pain in the side. Looking down she sees the trail of red that he body is emitting.

"What the fuck." She groaned before continuing on her path towards the floating debris. Pulling herself up on to the drifting before everything faded to black.

*-*-*

Maverick, Rooster and hangman landed on the tarmac being greeted by the cheers of their fellow pilots.

Though for Rooster the celebration only lasted until he realized that someone was missing.

It took everything in him not to pass out once he found out that Darwin had been shot down, after almost loosing Mav and his own life he thought he was finally able to breath and then just like that it was all knocked out of him.

He couldn't think straight and it only got worse when he was told she would be transported to the hospital to treat injured sustained during a dog fight with a fifth gen fighter, meaning he wouldn't be able to see her until they docked.

All of this paired with the guilt he felt, in his mind if it wasn't for him she would never have been out there, lead Rooster to do what he did.

"Mav, I have to talk to you for a second." He said after Maverick opened the door to his room, walking inside Pete noticed the way the young man was rubbing his hands on his pants as his eyes shifted around the room,

"What's up?" Pete asked closing the door before walking over to him, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"It's about Darwin."

"Rooster I know you care a lot about her but I'm sure there is nothing to worry about."

"No Mav." Rooster denied. "I asked for statues from search and rescue, she lost a lot of blood, she was barley conscious when they got her to the hospital...If you only knew what I know you would understand."

"Bradley....Is she pregnant?"

"What? No! Well I'm pretty sure she isn't, but that's not it." He replied taking a deep breath. "I think you should sit down."

"Rooster what ever it is you can tell m-."

"Mav sit down."

"I'm a grown man-"

"You should really sit down."

"We just stole an enemy aircraft and took down at least two bandit in said museum piece, do you really think there is a lot that could shock me at this po-."

"Darwin is your daughter." Rooster blurted out successfully shocking the captain into silence.

"What did you just say?" Pete asked stumbling back as his legs attempted to give way. Bradley quickly rushed over to a place a chair behind him before pushing his shoulders down, lowering him into the chair. "What did you say?"

"She told me right before we left, I told her we would tell you after the mission but then you got shot down and I- I told her I would come back safe but I couldn't leave you and now she..." Bradley stopped. "The medics didn't seem so sure about her when they dropped her off and I just know that if she- she would want you to know."

*-*-*

"You go inside I'll park." Penny said as she pulled up tot he front of the hospital letting Pete exit as she went to find a parking spot.

Maverick immediately rushed to the front desk standing next to a couple also waiting for the nurse to become available.

The whole way to the hospital Maverick was cursing the mounts of paperwork and endless questions he had to answer about the mission, only growing as Rooster and the rest of the Dagger squad headed over to the hospital.

After a few minutes a blonde nurse walked behind the desk sitting down behind the computer. "What can I help you with."

"I'm looking for my daughter." Maverick and the woman said at the same time, giving each other a quick glance before turning back to the nurse. "Her name is Y/N L/N." They said in sync.

Looking over to the couple after a few moment Maverick realized who she was. "Rebecca?"

"Pete." The Y/H/C woman replied looking at him in an attempt to his her shock before turning away in favor of the nurse as Maverick just stares at the side of her head. "My daughter ma'am." She reminded the nurse as she typed away on the key bored.

"Room 437 ma'am and sir....and sir." She addressed the trio as before they started towards the elevator. Standing in the confined space was awkward at least for Pete it was.

In all honesty after seeing the picture he recognized Rebecca as a girl he had been seeing that ghosted him while he was deployed, he wasn't too broken up about it, not like he had panned to propose or anything.

He didn't have any hard feelings towards her when she left and honestly if he had ran into her in passing he might have been happy to see a familiar face but right now the only thing he could see her as was the woman that took his child away from him and that filled him with an anger he had never felt before.

Maverick knew now wasn't the time to pick a fight with his estranged ex and mother of her recently discovered child but he was never good at keeping his mouth shut.

"You know," He started as they approached the hospital room causing the couple to freeze in their tracks. "With all the things Y/N had told me I wouldn't expect you to have shown up....Rebecca." He spat her name.

"My daughter is hurt, why wouldn't I be here Pete?" She asked turning to face the captain as he scoffed at her.

"The same daughter you disowned and haven't spoken to for years?" Maverick questioned narrowing his eyes at the woman. "Just so you know now might not be the best time for an 'I told you so'"

"Of course not, I would never be that cruel."

"Past expectance has proven that statement to be a lie." He countered. "I'm just glad somehow Darwin turned out to be the person she is despite your parenting."

"You have some nerve judging me on my parenting skills!"

"Yeah, well it would be pretty hard for you to judge me on mine considering you stole my chance to be a parent!"

"Pete. What the hell?" Penny whisper/yelled as she jogged down the hall, just as the door of room 437 swung open and two blonde male stuck their heads out.

"Not to interrupt you arguing in the middle of the...hospital but I just though I would let you know Darwin can hear you, very clearly." Jake informed with a judging look towards the three older people.

"Yeah I think everyone can." Bob added on shyly before ducking back into the room.

Penny walked past the three as they stood in the hall making sure to shoot a disappointed head shake to the pilot before entering the room. Letting out a sigh in frustration Maverick moved to follow.

"Hey sweetheart how are you?" Penny asked walking over to the side of Y/N's bed.

Penny, thanks for coming." Darwin smiles warmly at the bar owner. "I'm fine. Could use some decent food though, one of your burgers would really hit the spot."

"So much so she may or may not have guilt tripped Rooster into running off to go get her one." Phoenix informed sitting on the other side of the bed.

"Snitch." Y/N muttered as her eyes drifted over to Maverick as he awkwardly approached the bed. If the conversation from the hall wasn't enough, Rooster had confessed that in his worry and distress of finding out she had been injured coming to save them that he had told Maverick everything he knew about him being her father. He felt so guilty about possibly overstepping and loosing her he was more than willing to 'sneak' her a burger into the hospital despite the doctors orders.

"Hi...Y/N." Maverick said in a low voice looking at the woman who, now that he was really looking he noticed, had many features similar to his own and he hated himself for not noticing before.

"That was some damn good flying."

"Thank you sir." Y/N smiled. "That means a lot coming from you."

'Hi dad.' Maverick swears he heard but the delusion only lasted a few fleeting seconds.

"Hi Mav." Darwin replied looking at her father with, what he noticed was, uncertainly in her eyes.

"Do you have any children, sir?"

"No," Maverick answered. "Rooster is the closest thing I've ever had to a son."

"Did you ever want them?" She asked gripping the railing of the patio as she waited anxiously for his answer.

It hit Maverick that she was uncertain, she thought there was a chance he wouldn't want her and he hated himself for it. He hated himself for not seeing that she was his own flesh and blood. He hated he didn't do more to reassure her that he cared about her...that he wanted her, even of it wasn't his fault he blamed himself.

Before he could say anything Y/N's head snapped to the door. "Mother? What are you doing here?" She asked watching as the Y/H/C woman entered the room with her spouse. "Jim...Hey."

"Hey Pumpkin." Jim said walking up as Penny moved to the side. He leaned down a placed a small kiss to her head. "We got a call and we had to come down and make sure you were okay."

"We've got to stop meeting like this huh." She joked with the man causing him to let out a laugh. Jim and Rebecca had meet when she had rushed to the hospital after getting a call from the school informing her Y/N had been taken there, she had been playing when she had fallen and broken her arm.

Maverick watched feeling ashamed at his feelings of envy for the man who had raised his daughter in his place. He knew he was lucky that Y/N had someone like Jim in her life but there is still apart of him that wishes he could turn back time and be in that place instead.

"Okay, she's confident if not a bit arrogant, she a good pilot and god does she know it but she needs to learn that it takes more than just being the best."

"Remind you of anyone?" Ice replied back causing the two to share a small laugh.

"Yeah you." Maverick answered. "I know I was the same, almost exactly."

"She reminded me a lot of you when I first met her." Ice stated. "I think you two have a lot more in common than you realize."

Maverick didn't know weather to be thankful or horrified that even though he was not able to be present in her life, even he couldn't deny that they were so similar, and once again wanting to punch himself in the face for being so dense that he couldn't put the pieces together even after Ice attempted to show him the full picture on the box.

"Hey hey hey, I have a burger for the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing woman in the whole world, who isn't mad at me for opening my mouth." Bradley announced as he walked into the room.

"Real smooth Rooster." Coyote says as Bradley moves next to Phoenix taking Y/N hand onto his.

"Yeah well...Either you have it or you don't." He shrugged kissing the back of her hand.

"And you don't" Payback muttered before high fiving Coyote.

"Roos-ter." Her mother repeated looking Bradley up and down. "Fitting seeing how you so comfortably strutted in here." She said causing Hangman and Coyote to snicker

"Um... Bradley, ma'am." He informed with hesitantly, Y/N found it funny as well as Bradly had always said how he would 'put her in her place' for how he treated her. "It's my call sign."

"And I'm assuming the rest of you have...name signs." She asked as everyone sent through the roll call. "And you?" She asked with a small smile that over shadowed her previous judgment.

"Yes, ma'am I'm Bob." He introduced coming forward and shaking her hand, pleasing her even more.

"And you sign?"

"...Bob."

"Oh Boooob." Her mother beamed turning to Y/N with a raised brow nodding in Bob's direction.

"Mother." Y/n warned holding her and Bradley's interlocked hands up and shaking it in her face a bit.

"You know what?" Natasha spoke up standing from her seat. "Why don't we all head down to the Cafeteria and grab something to eat." She said gesturing to herself and the rest of the Naval officers.

"I'm not really hungr-." Hangman started before Natasha cut him off as she yanked him to follow her to the door, shooting a look the to the others in warning.

"Yeah...I think Nat could use some help keeping them in line." Penny added a she started leaving as well. "You too Bradshaw."

Rooster opened his mouth to protest but shut up after seeing Penny giving him a 'mom' look, he knew that he should let the three of them talk. Jim followed them as well.

"You know a lot of things make sense now." Maverick started as after the door was closed. "Ice knew, didn't he?"

"The whole time apparently." Y/N nodded in confirmation. "I went to confirm that day at his house."

"An how long did you know...I...was-am...your."

"That first night at 'The Hard Deck" Darwin confessed. "To say the very last thing I wanted to be the first thing you knew about me was my relationship drama would be an understatement." She laughed slightly.

"Relationship?" Rebecca butted in. "With the bird?"

"Rooster." Y/N corrected with a glare. "And his name is Bradley."

"Okay okay." She raised her hands in mock surrender. "You were always so sensitive, you would think the Navy would have fixed that."

Maverick would have been throwing Rebecca the same glare if he had not noticed the spike in the heart monitor.

'Trust me I've taken criticisms all my life.'

"Is that really want to say to me right now?" Y/N continued to glare. "After all this time, YOU wanna give ME dating advice?"

The two continued to stare at each other in silence Rebecca probably expecting Y/N to back down like before, but this was different and she wasn't the same little girl bringing home a 'B' on her report card.

"Why are you even here?

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well you haven't spoken to me in forever so forgive me for having a hard time believing you give a damn about my well being."

"Really Y/N, It's been 'forever' I highly doubt that." She rolled her eyes.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now? is this a joke?" Y/N asked looking at her mother as if she was a crazy women. "Out of all the things you could have said, out of everything you should have said and you want to get technical about my the units in which I measure time?"

"Well please do enlighten me on with I should be saying right now." Rebecca scoffed.

"That you were wrong!" Y/N shouted. "That you were wrong to leave Mav and not tell him about me, that you were wrong to make my entire childhood an endless fight for you approval, for turning your back on me when I didn't want to follow your perfect, color-coded life plan for me. You singlehandedly wiped out all the chances for us to have a relationship together and not once have you hade the common decency to look either of us in the eyes and attempt an apology."

The room fell into silence as they all let the words float around.

"I did what I thought was right." Rebecca states firmly staring down at the hospital bed sheets.

"Get out." Y/N glared at the women. "When I first saw you I thought-hoped that maybe just maybe you had changed, thought about what you did, felt...anything about how this effected the other people involved but now I don't think that, that will ever be possible. So I want you to leave."

"Y/N please, It's already been so long-."

"And that was your choice and now this is mine." Y/N replied. "I want you to leave."

After a few moment Rebecca picked up her purse and left the two pilots alone in the room.

"Seems like your destine to witness my obvious inability to have healthy relationships." Y/N joked after a few moments of silence.

"As bad as this might sound I hope I can be there to witness anymore that you might have."

"You were right that sounds kind of bad." She replied.

"Darwin...."

"Uh oh, I think I'm in trouble."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner."

"There never seemed to be a good time, with the mission and everything with rooster and...well both of us- and then Ice." Y/N explained. "I just didn't think you needed the extra stress."

"But you did?" He asked coming closer to her bed side. "We could have handled this together, what if I had died today? What if you had-. Why didn't you tell me sooner." Maverick asked again maybe hoping for a different answer.

"I guess I just wanted to give you a reason to want me." Y/N confessed. "I mean you're 'Maverick' for god sakes, best of the best, five confirmed air to air kills and counting. I guess I though just being one of the best wasn't good enough."

"Every time you breath," Maverick started. "every time your heart beats, every blink is another reason for me to want you."

Y/N didn't know what to say, all her life it seemed that the love she received from to have stipulations and standards, she had been preparing herself for more than ten years to hopefully meet the right ones in order to gain the love of her father.

"Look," Maverick said after a few moments of silence. "I wish that I could say all these years that I've been looking for you or felt that something was missing, or that I knew from the second I saw you that you were my kid, but what I do know is that I don't think I could live with myself if I wasn't apart of your life for however long you'd allow me."

*-*-*

Y/N sat in front of the vanity as a hand comes front behind her and adjusts a piece of hair from her face. "Honey are you sure about this?" Rebecca asked her daughter making sure the hair was exactly were it needed to be. "it's not too late to change your mind."

"You know mother there I am starting to change my mind about something about today," Y/N glared through the mirror. "like the guest list." she hinted pulling the strand back to it's original place.

"Um, Mrs. Y/L/N I think I heard the wedding planner talking about something being wrong with the flowers." Natasha informed interrupting the tense situation.

"Oh dear." Rebecca huffed. "I swear you should have just let me plan, things would be moving a lot smoother than it is now." She says before exiting the room, looking for the wedding planner no doubt.

"What's wrong with the flowers?" Y/N asked once the door had closed.

"Nothing but you looked like you were about to strangle her." She half joked coming to sit next to her. "But really how are you feeling? Just say the word and it you, me and the open road."

"As tempting as that sounds..." Y/N laughed standing up from her chair. "I think if I run away from Bradley again he might enter his villain era."

Before either of them could continue a knock came from the door.

"Not that I'm rushing you but, how are we looking?" Maverick asked poking his head into the room eyes shut tight.

"I don't know you tell me." Y/N said with a chuckle at his antics

Popping one eye open Maverick turns from caution to shock as he takes in his daughter's final look. "You look amazing." He compliments. "You know it's not too late to change your mind."

"Does everyone else know something I don't?" She joked. "Just to put you at ease...I'm sure."

"Then lets get this show on the road." He said holding out his arm for her to grab.

Standing just outside the door to the church Y/N tightens her grip in Mavericks arm as the music begins to play, she snaps her head to the side as her empty hand his grabbed and wrapped around another arm.

"Ready whenever you are Kiddo." Jim informed with a reassuring smile. "Its not too late you know."

"That's what I said." Pete informed with a smile to her daughter step-father as the door slowly open in front of them.

*-*-*

-Bonus-

"Look I'm not saying I'm the only reason this wedding is even happening right now....but...I saved the grooms life, which in my opinion should have awarded me the position of 'best man'" -Jake "H_ngm_an" Sersin

"The question isn't if I think she could do better, It's does she think she could do better?" -Rebecca

"I always though Y/N and I would make a good couple." -Javy " Coyote" Machado

"I hope she likes Hawaiian for the rest of her life." -Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

"I just hope you two have a amazing life together and I'm very thankful to have been invited so that I could witness that start of it." -Robert "B.O.B." Floyd

"Bradley is a great pilot, but I just don't think I would put him on the same level as me just yet." -Pete "Maverick" Mitchell

"I wanna be the 'fun aunt', no pressure, but...hurry up." -Natasha "Phoenix" Trace

"I may not have saved his life, but I was chosen to be best man for a reason soooo." -Reuben "Payback" Fitch

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Communication Is Key | Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Abigail...Abby Bradley's best friend that you were just now meeting, hell hearing about.

You had been dating Bradley for about six months and had moved in together when he asked if you wanted to meet his friends from the Navy. At the same time Abby had decided to come down and surprise him by showing up at The Hard Deck.

You never thought yourself to be the jealous type hell you had male friend and you and Phoenix got along great, but something about the way Bradley basically pushed you away to hug her, how his hand somehow keeps making its way around her waist, the way she keeps laughing and leaning on him a little too much.

Of course it bothered you, but there was no way you could bring it up without seeming insecure or like you didn't want him to have female friends.

"Um....are you okay with that?" Natasha asked as she slide you a beer, looking at the 'best friends' with a raised brow.

"I sure as hell wouldn't be." Penny, the bar owner said as she walked by.

"I don't know I thought I was just being stupid...I mean they haven't seen each other in a while, their just catching up right?" You asked as Bradley whispered something in her ear causing her to let out another laugh.

"You are a saint." Natasha replied taking a sip of her beer before something caught her eye. "Well well if it isn't Bagman and Coyote." She called out to the two men that had just entered the bar.

"Phoenix." The blonde came strutting up to you both a smirk seemed to be permanently printed on his face. "You know if you're gonna keep getting my name wrong on purpose I'm gonna start thinking you have a crush on me."

"In your dreams."

"Every night." He replied turning his attention towards you. "And who might this lovely lady be? Hangman...Pleasure." He greeted.

"I'm Y/N." You replied with a smile. "Hangman...was it?"

"Carful Y/N there's a reason he has that name." Natasha joked.

"There is indeed, how about we get a booth and I'll tell you all about it?" He asked holding his arm out to you in a very prince like manner.

Taking a quick look over to Bradley and Abby you see them in there own little world no indication her even remembered you were there and as much as you'd like to think your decision wasn't made a little bit out of spite, it was.

"I'd love to hear." You replied taking his arm as Coyote mocked and did the same to Phoenix.

*-*-*

"Wait I don't get it." Abby said as Bradley attempted to tell a story. "What happened."

"You know what? Y/N tells it better, you'll get it then." He said turning around in search of his girlfriend. "Where is she?" He asked looking around the slightly crowded bar.

He finally spots you sitting in a booth next to Hangman, he was less than pleased to see his arm around your shoulder as you laughed at something he was saying to you.

Approaching the booth with Abby close behind, he attempted to hide his agitation with the situation.

"Hey." He said looking around at the four of you before his eyes stop on you. "You guy seem like your having fun.

"Yeah Hangman was just telling me about how he is one of the only pilots that have two confirmed air to air kills." You informed smiling at Jake before turning to Bradley. "How many do you have?"

"I have one." He replied sharply. "How muc-."

"Don't forget that one was against a helicopter while you were in a F-18 and your ass was shot down after." Hangman cut off. "While one of mine was done saving yours and Maverick's asses." He bragged farther getting on Bradley's nerves.

"Oh wow he saved your life?" You asked looking at Hangman with a little too much admiration for Rooster's liking.

"Sure did, oh how rude of me. You must be Rooster's lady he's been talking about." Jake asked leaning over, holding his hand out to Abby.

"No actually Hangman, my lady is right there." Bradley corrected as he gestured to you.

"Don't worry about it Jake." You said after he muttered an apology taking his arm from around your shoulder. "With the way they've been acting I'm sure you weren't the only one to think that." You replied rolling your eyes.

The table got silent for a while as everyone looked between you two.

"Okay I think you've had enough to drink," Bradley says pulling you from the booth. "Time to go home."

"Just us or will Abby be joining?" You asked glaring at the two friends. "Maybe you'd like me to take the sofa so you guys can share the bed."

"Look I never meant to-." Abby started but was cut off.

"Oh I'm sure you did exactly what you meant to do." You spat. "Let me ask you tho, did you book a hotel or did you just figure you would crash with Bradley without telling his girlfriend?" You asked watching as she opened and closed her mouth giving no answer.

"Don't worry about it I'm sure Bradley will find a nice hotel for you two to stay in tonight." You said grabbing your things and heading towards the door. "I'll take an Uber home. Don't forget to use protection."

*-*-*

Five minutes after you got home Bradley came through the door glaring around until he saw you sitting on the sofa.

"What the hell was that?" He asked standing in front of the tv.

"You're finished with Abby already." You asked attempting to look around him. "That was quick."

"What is your problem?"

"What's my problem?" You asked looking up at him. "You're the one who wanted me to meet your friends then you abandoned me all night only to come over to the booth acting like a asshole."

"Well what do you expect when I see my girlfriend all over some guy." He replied causing you to throw your head back with laughter.

"I don't know if you actually can't see the hypocrisy in that statement or if your just messing with me." You say looking at him curiously. "Jake thought Abby was your girlfriend, what do you think made him think that, because it definitely wasn't me who gave him that idea."

"I don't know Hangman likes to start shit." He answered. "Abby and I are just friends."

Opening your mouth to reply you decide against it, taking a deep breath in order to calm yourself down.

"Okay...six months is a good run, I'm sure they will let us break the lease a few months early ." You started reasoning with who you weren't sure. "We can just cut our losses and end this."

"What are you talking about?" Bradley asked, but the look of hurt on his face told you he already knew. "You want to break up? You want to end this because I won't choose between you and Abby."

"I'm not asking you to choose Bradley, you've already done that." You replied standing from the chair. "Abby is in love with you and maybe you're in love with her too, but I'm not interested in sticking around just for you to 'suddenly realize you've always been in love with her' and leave me heartbroken. I love you Bradley. I love you so fucking much but the way you made me feel tonight..."

"Okay....well I'm sorry and I know now, so we can talk about it and make sure this won't happen again." Rooster said walking towards you. "You always said we can talk through everything and- and- communication is the key to a healthy relationship right, you said that."

"Tell me this was the first time," You requested. "Tell me how long did your other relationships last after meeting Abby. Tell you me I'm the first one to have a problem with the way you two interact and I'll believe that you can actually set boundaries and put our relationship first. I'm not saying you can't be friends, but do both of you know that there will only ever be friendship?"

Bradley sat without speaking for a while thinking about his past relationships and how they had ended, of course not all ended because of Abby but he would be lying is he said you were the first to voice this concern only for him to brush it off. He didn't have any romantic feeling for Abby and there was no way she felt like that towards him, they were just close.

"Just like I thought...I'm just like the other girls that you already chose Abby over."

"That's not true, I love you."

"I think until we all have a clear understanding on where we stand in this relationship...you shouldn't say that to me."

"I love you, there is only you and me in this relationship and I know where we stand." Bradley said pulling you into his arms. "and I'll make sure that nothing like this happens again, I'll make it clear to everyone that you're the love of my life and I'll do anything to keep you."

Hesitantly you wrap your arms around his neck pulling him closer to you as you rest you head on his chest. "I love you too Bradley. But I don't see myself having this conversion a second time."

You said knowing the both of you understood what you were trying to say, this almost ended your relationship and it still could if nothing is done about it.

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Is It Too Late? | Peter Parker/Harry Osborn

Summary: Peter confessed his feeling for the reader after a long time. Peter Parker x Stark!reader x Harry Osborn

Warning: unwanted kiss

Request: Nah.

Walking down the street Y/N had no where in particular in mind but she knew she wanted to be as far away from the compound as possible.

She might have kept walking for hours if not for the sweet smell of coffee and pasties that halted her in her tracks. walking towards the café she had locked in her sights she failed to notice the man she was headed for a direct impact with until contact was made.

"Oh shit I'm sorry." The man apologized instantly.

"Don't be, that was completely my fault." She replied. "Are you okay?"

"Actually I'm Harry." He smirked holding out his hand. "And your crying...Was the joke that bad?"

Reaching up and wiping her face Y/N hadn't even realized she was this upset about it. "No, god I didn't even realize." She said looking up meeting his blue eyes. "The joke was bad, I wouldn't be surprised if it did end up making someone cry one day." Taking his hand to shake.

"Well I'll keep that in mind..."

"Y/N Stark."

"I thought you looked familiar" He said letting go of her hand. "Harry Osborne. Are you okay?"

Y/N gave him a pointed look while wiping the remaining trace of tears from her face. "Actually I'm Y/N." She repeated his joke back to him.

"Right it was a stupid question." Harry admitted holding his hands up in surrender. "I have another question though...What's it like having Tony Stark as a dad?"

"I wouldn't know, What's it like having Norman Osborne as a dad?" She replied smirking at the question that most people asked her -and most likely him as well- while growing up.

"I wouldn't know." Harry smiled. "Boarding School." Harry stated pointing to himself.

"Strategic Avoidance, on his end of course." She sniffled a bit still overcoming the previous emotion.

"Would that happen to be the reason for the..." Harry trailed off gesturing to her eyes.

"No," She replied waving her hand in dismissal of her tears. "This is a long, stupid story. I don't even know why I'm crying, It's just stupid."

"Well I'll tell you what, I was just headed over to that café over there." Harry informed pointing to the café Y/N was headed towards before their impact. "It smell great and looks like the perfect place for a long, stupid story. What do you say?"

*-*-*

Peter Parker paced back and forth in front of the group of male Avengers reading the article from his phone.

"Y/N Stark and Harry Osborn in a Billion dollar relationship." Peter read glaring at Bucky looking away quickly after he glares back. "The two teens, both heirs to billion dollar corporations, (Stark Industries and Oscorp) have been spotted out multiple times on various romantic rendezvous over the past three months, this is not only a big deal socially but it has some people wondering about the economic effects of the two merging in more ways then one, in the future."

"It's a very well written article." Sam commented looking around the room.

"Mr. Wilson this isn't funny." Peter commented placing his phone in his back pocket. "I did what you guys told me to do and now she's dating someone else."

"Kid we told you to make her a bit jealous..." Bucky reminded.

"I told you it was a bad idea." Steve said as Clint confirmed that he also told him it was a bad idea.

"That's what I did!" Peter shouted holding his arms out.

"We meant flirt with a stranger for like five minutes max." Same clarified "You went on three dates with another girl."

"I didn't know she was gonna go and date....him." Peter spat out. "Plus it was kinda cute to watch her be jealous."

"Don't say that to her." Clint warned quickly. "ever."

"What do I do know, am I just supposed to sit back and watch her live a life with some other guy." He asked flopping down on the sofa. "That would kill me."

"Listen kid, the way I see it you have two options." Bucky said leaning forward in his seat. "You can either tell her how you feel, like you should have in the first place, and see what happens or...you can move on and you guys go your separate ways."

*-*-*

Walking into the compound Y/N was rushing to meet her dad before her date with Harry, she was dress up because he was taking he out for her birthday.

"Y/N!" Peter called out as he rushed to open the door for her before following her in. "Can I talk to you for a second?" He asked as he attempted to keep up with he quick strides as they made their way to the elevator.

"It had to be quick, I'm meeting my dad and then I have to go." She informed pressing the button that would take them to he living room of the compound.

"Are you going somewhere?" Peter asked looking her up and down as she looked even more stunning than usual.

"A date with Harry." She confirmed with a smile. "He's taking me out for my birthday."

"Oh god, it's your birthday. I forgot the present I bought you."

"It's fine Pete, you can give it to me some other time." She assured as the elevator door opened up to the dark room. "So what is it you wanted to talk to me about."

"I've got something to tell you." Peter said reaching for her hand stopping her from walking farther into the room. "Something I should have told you a long time ago." turning to face him.

"Peter what..."

"I love you Y/N." Peter blurted out. "I've loved you since the moment we met, I think. and I should have told you when I knew but I was scared and I didn't but when ever I'm around you the only thing I can think about is how happy we would be together, and I want to be able to hold your hand and go on dates....kiss you."

Before she could reply Peter quickly leaned forward planting his lips on hers. it was a small kiss too long to be a peck, but too short to be a kiss. It was everything Peter expected it to be and more, what he didn't expect was the sharp slap across the face that came promptly after.

"What the hell is wrong with you Parker?" Y/N asked glaring at the young hero. "What makes you think that was okay?"

"I just wanted to tell you how I feel about you."

"After all this time? Tonight of all nights? Peter its my birthday, I'm 30 minutes away from going on a date with my boyfriend and you thought it was a good idea to confess your feeling and kiss me." She says. "Feeling you claim to have since you met me but didn't stop you from dating other people."

"I only did that to make you jealous." Peter rushed out a defense for is actions. "I asked some of the team and they said I should make you jealous so you would realize your feeling for me, but you were so cute when you would get jealous so I went on a few more date-."

"You liked seeing me jealous?" Y/N spat through gritted teeth. "So you told everyone else how you felt except for me? I never needed to realize my feelings Peter, they were pretty obvious, you were the only one that kept talking about Liz this and MJ that and then you date someone else because you like seeing me sad."

"No."

"You liked the look of heartbreak on my face too much to end it."

"That's not what I meant."

"You got some sort of sick gratification from my pining for you while you had a girlfriend." She continued. "And now you want to tell me that, that was just you showing love."

"I know I should have told you from the start, and now isn't the best timing but I had to tell you before it was too late."

"You are too late Peter!" She shouted. "You are about four months too late. I love Harry, I don't know if he loves me but I love him, Peter. He treats me great and he's there for me when I need him, he doesn't enjoy making me feel less than. I loved you too Peter but I thought you were happy, so I stepped to the side because I was happy that you were happy. I understand getting it off your chest, you have every right to express your feeling but...kissing me, now while I have a boyfriend Peter is out of line and it's selfish and it's a shitty thing to do."

Peter stood there watching in silence as Y/N continued her tearful rant.

"And it makes me feel shitty for letting it happen and that's not fair...It's not fair to me and it is not fair to Harry." She says as tears fall from her eyes. "And I don't want to keep this from him but god I don't know how I'm going to tell him what I've done." She says more to herself than to him as she walk backwards only to stubble in something on the ground. "Friday turn on the lights, please." She calls in frustration.

As the room aluminates with light Y/N looks down, only to see she had stubbed on a balloon. Looking around the room she sees the floor was half hazardly covered in colors of her favorite colors along with streamer and in the middle of the living room stood the team along with Harry as well as Mr. Osborne.

"Surprise." Loki says awkwardly throwing out some jazz hands.

Y/N stood in shock at the realization of what had just happed. In her mind not only did she cheat on her boyfriend but she had done it in front of him, his father and the team. Looking over to Harry to see him glaring she couldn't take it anymore, turning and leaving with a quick apology.

Harry's glare didn't waver but it was never for Y/N, all the hatred he felt was for Peter Parker. Marching towards him Peter didn't stop Harry as he punched him in the face, Yes he was spiderman so it didn't hurt as much as Harry would have liked -not that he knew that- but it still hurt.

Harry grabs onto the collar of Peter's shirt and goes to hit him again only to be stopped by Steve holding him back.

"That's enough." He stated placing a hand on his shoulder. "You should go check on Y/N, she needs you."

Giving a nod to the super soldier, Harry started to go in the direction you had fled only to stop and turn to Peter once more. "Stay away from my girlfriend Parker." He snapped before going to find you.

*-*-*

Harry found her balling her eyes out as she sat on the floor of her bedroom. Walking slowly towards to he thought about what he could possible say to make her feel better.

"Harry." Y/N said as she looked over at him. "I'm so sorry."

"It'll be okay." He replied.

"No it won't, I shouldn't have let that happen, I should have pushed him away." She listed all the ways she went wrong. "I don't know I s-should have..."

"Hey," Harry interrupted taking a seat next to her on the floor wrapping his arms around her. "There was nothing you could have done, this isn't your fault and you can't blame yourself for someone else's actions."

"Please forgive me...Please don't leave me."

"Baby, I'm not leaving you for something that isn't your fault." Harry reassured. "I love you too much to let you go."

Leaning back and looking onto his eyes Y/N felt nothing but completely and utterly loved.

"I love you too Harry."

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Daddy Issues | Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw | Part Four

Summary:

Warning: none

Requested: Yes! one more chapter guys.

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"Its been an honor flying with you, each one of you represents the best of the best." Maverick said as he addressed the room full of pilots. "This is a very specific mission, my choice is a refection of that and nothing more."

"Choose your two fox trot teams." Admiral Simpson said.

"Payback and Fanboy.....Phoenix and Bob."

"and your wingman."

"Rooster."

Y/N...Felt that, She didn't know what she felt but she knew that she felt something. The only thing she could liken it too was having the wind knocked out of her or the climb out of the mission course, like she couldn't breath and was going to pass out.

She began going through the past few weeks trying to decide which of her actions she could have change, and even worst she began to question why Rooster was chosen instead.

Y/N knew that Bradley was a great pilot, it was one of the many things she adored about him, but the negative thoughts tsunami over that fact as jealousy took over.

Why him?

It's because he knew him longer?

It's because he was friends with his dad?

Did maverick think Bradley was better than you?

Did Bradley think he was better than you?

"The rest of you will standby on the carrier for any reserve role that is requires... dismissed." Warlock informed allowing everyone to take their leaves. Y/N stood still in the same spot her thoughts still running wild.

It's because Rooster is a great pilot.

He worked hard to get here just like everybody else

He always looked after his wingman.

"Darwin?" Maverick called walking closer to her as he had noticed she was the only one still in the room with him. As he got closer he noticed how distraught she looked as she struggles to keep it together.

Y/N didn't hear him as she continued to question herself, he ability to fly, her choice to join the Navy even. Snapping out of her thoughts as a hand touched her shoulder, Maverick looked at her with such concern she almost thought her must know, but that would be too easy.

"Why?" Y/N asked barely above a whisper as she looked so deeply into his eyes it was like she was searching for the answer herself before he could tell her.

"Darwin..."

"I shot you down, I flew the course, I hit the target." Y/N listed unshed tears filled her eyes. "I did everything you said, but you didn't choose me."

"Darwin, your a good pilot." Maverick said. "but this mission needs more than just a good pilot, it needs a good team." He explained. "You abandoned your wingman in the first exercise, you navigated the course but you left your team behind and you took the shot for the target blind without confirmation of the laser."

"I got confirmation, I waited...I worked with my wingman."

"Barely."

"But I did, I did because you said I need to and now..." She takes a breath. "Now you're telling me I'm not good enough." She finished as a tear escaped her eyes sliding down her cheek. Y/N quickly realized how ridiculous he looked crying like a child who got picked last for kick ball. "I apologize sir, I was out of line." She said wiping her face, backing away before turning and leaving ignoring Mavericks attempts to call out.

*-*-*

walking out onto the tarmac of the ship Y/N struggles to catch her breath.

"I think Y/N has a lot of potential to do great things, she was acually so close to being tied with another student for first of not for one point." The teacher informed Y/N's mother with a smile on her face.

"Thank you that's wonderful to hear." Her mother replied, Y/N felt a sense of pride at the praise she received from her teacher to her mother, she never knew that it would be so short lived for as soon as they reached the hall her mother expressed her true feeling. "There are no trophies worth keeping for second place." She informed her daughter never even sparing her a glance.

"Which subject was it that the other student beat you in?" She asked as Y/N looked at her mother with hurt in confusion. "Is that another thing you don't know?" She asked breaking the young girl from her trance.

"History."

"Well you'll simply have to study harder, Lesson one: History often repeats itself." She said before stopping in front of the car and turning to face her daughter, looking her in the eyes. "Let's make sure that is not the case this time." She said before entering the car.

Slowly entering the car Y/N couldn't help but miss the blissful few minutes when she felt the pride, praise and approval from her mother that had now been snatched away from her and locked just out of her reach. She spent the rest of her middle and high school years chasing that feeling, and even on her best days her fingers only graze it.

Years of getting her hopes up while showing her mother her report card full of straight As only to receive 'that's what your supposed to do, why would I reward you for that?'. Days of stressing waiting for a grade, worried it may be anything less than perfection. Hours spent studying in favor of a more social life. Seconds was all it took for her mother to make it all mean nothing.

She was by no means a bad mother in most ways, she took her shopping, asked about her day and Jim even got her to be a bit more lenient in terms of education but that never kept her from making comments on how she could do better.

Sitting down on the groundwith her head between her legs, Y/N attempted to banish the memories of the past to no avail. She had gotten her hopes up once again only to once again be proven that her was not good enough, she had put all the hopes of praise and approval in Maverick, devastated as he listed everything she had done wrong .

Bradley walked out onto the tarmac looking around, he spotted the curled up ball of a uniform leaned against the wall and approached.

"Darwin." He said walking up and kneeling down in front of her. "Hey what's going on? What's wrong." He asked placing a hand on her knee in an attempt to comfort her.

"I just wanted to show him that I was good enough, I wanted him to see that I was like him." Y/N confessed. "I waited so long just to be a disappointment."

"Waited so long?" Rooster asked. "It's only been a few weeks."

Y/N stayed silent for a few moments, knowing that she needed to get this off her chest to someone, and she had already basically told him....she reached into her pocket pulling out the picture of Maverick and her mother handing it to him.

Staring down at the picture of Maverick and Y/N's mother Rooster was confused at first but it didn't take long for him to catch on.

"I spent one half of my life not being good enough for my mother and the other half disappointing my father." She laughed humorlessly at her life. "Guess some of us were just born to be fuck ups."

"You're not a fuck up."

"Oh yes I am." She denied. "I fucked up becoming a doctor, I fucked up my relationship with my mother, my relationship with you and Maverick knew I would fuck up this mission which is why he didn't choose me."

"You didn't fuck up our relationship." Rooster said causing Y/N to give him a 'are you serious' look. "Okay maybe you did...but you chose not to be a doctor and your mom is the one that ruined your relationship not you."

"I am so sorry for what I did to you Rooster." She apologized. "I don't know why, but when I thought about the future I didn't see myself meeting my father anymore...there was only me and you...us. And I knew could live without knowing him, but no matter how happy you make me I wanted more. I waited until you were gone like a coward and I left- god! I'm just like my mother."

"A little bit." Rooster joked holding out his hand, which she took pulling herself off the ground. "Maybe it runs in the family."

"Hopefully our kids won't be like that." Y/N smiled wiping her face free of tears.

"Our kids?"

"I mean...I meant our respective...separate...children."

"Damn, the thought of you having my kids was kind of a turn on." Rooster smirked down at her as they both shared a laugh.

"I know this is shitty timing and after everything I've done I should probably keep my mouth shut but this mission..." Y/N started while looking down at her feet. "You are a great pilot but if you- if you don't make it back...I just want you to kn-."

Before Y/N could continue her rant she was cut off my Rooster's lips attaching to hers. Y/N felt relieved to finally have Rooster back the way they were before but overpowering that relief was dread, she dreaded that this may be the last time they had this moment or any like it causing her to wrap her arms around his neck, she wanted to be as close to him as possible. Rooster wrapped his arms around her waist granting her wish as the third emotion crept in...regret, she regretted all the time that she wasted being too stubborn to make it right between them and now she was left as she had always been...clinging to the past.

"I love you too." Rooster muttered against her lips before, leaning his forehead against hers. "I always have."

"I shouldn't have wasted so much time." Y/N scolded herself holding back not wanting to cry for a third time that day.

"Hey, we have plenty of time." Rooster reassured tightening his arms around her. "I'm gonna do everything I can in order to come back to you, I promise."

"Bradley...Don't promise. I don't wanna be mad at you if you break it." She says shaking her head. "But I know I will be."

"I'm coming back, you're not the only one who knows how to survive." Leaning in for another kiss they don't get the chance as Rooster's name is called.

"It's almost time...they need us inside." Maverick explained as the two put some distance between them.

*-*-*

"Hey," Y/N greeted Hangman as she climbed in the seat of her plane, settled next to his. "I heard this is where the loser were meeting." She joked as she got her headset connected to the mission station.

"hardy har." He replied rolling his eyes. "Speaking of losers, I heard you and Rooster were touching beaks quite passionately on the tarmac earlier. I trust this means you two have finally decided to make up"

"Where exactly did you hear this from?"

"Well my eyes told my brain what they saw and then my brain confirmed what they were seeing." Jake explained with a smirk turning to face her. "Then my mouth told Coyote, Phoenix, Halo, Bob, Omah-." He stopped as Y/N threw a rock at him. "Was that a rock? You just carry those around?"

"Jerk." Muttered.

"Two minutes and thirty three seconds to target in one, two, three...mark." You both hear Maverick say over the radio.

Jake turned around as he saw Y/N's face turn serious as she stared off in concentration in the mission."

The heavy yet empty feeling in her chest only grew as as more update came through the radio, much like she feared Rooster was still flying too safe falling behind.

"Come on Bradley." You muttered to herself as different scenarios played in her head each worst than the last.

"Sir, Dagger two is reengaging." She heard causing her to let out a breath of relief.

Hangman turned to look at her once more. "I don't supposed me telling you to calm down would accomplish anything?"

"Just a punch to the throat." Y/N replied looking up at him with a raised brow. "Why do you have something you want to tell me?" She asked.

"Nope."

So far everything had gone off without a hitch, Y/N almost began to believe that this would be smooth sailing and that everyone would be in The Hard Deck tomorrow telling stories about how easy it all was.

"Deadeyes! Deadeye!"

"I'm dropping blind."

"No Rooster wait!"

"Bombs away....."

"Bull's-eye! Bull's-eye! Bull's-eye!"

Y/N let out a sigh of relief before looking over to hangman as he does a small celebratory 'dance' in his plane. "Nice moves there cowboy." She teased finally feeling that she could somewhat breath, though she knew this mission was far from over.

Hangman flipped her the bird, but noticed she was too busy listening to the sound of the chaotic sounds coming from the two Dagger teams.

"Mavs been hit!"

Y/N let out a sound that she never thought herself to make before, it was a mixture between a gasp and a cry of pure agony. This whole time she was worried about not coming back from the mission she never though that Maverick would be the one not to come back.

Hangman looked over to her as she sat sobbing in her plane. Tears blurred her vision as she began starting her plane and strapping in.

"What are you doing?" He asked looking to her as if she had lost her mind, which she kind of was.

"I'm going to help them, I'm going to help Maverick." She informed.

"You can't just fly out there you need clearan-."

"Ask for the fucking clearance than, but I'm not waiting around."

"Dagger spare requesting clearance to launch air support." Hangman radioed in only to be promptly rejected. "Clearance is a no go."

"I don't care." She replied continuing to prep her plane for flight.

"All daggers return to base."

"He's gone Rooster."

"You can't just take off, you know that." Hangman attempted to reason. "Even if you did make it off the tarmac then what? If you make it back alive you'll be as good as dead anyways."

She froze in her movements as she thought about what he was saying, she knew that once she made it back on the boat-if she made it back on the boat- there was no doubt she would be court marshalled no matter her good intentions.

"Rooster where the hell are you going?" They heard Phoenix through the radio.

"Dagger two has strayed from the course and is heading back towards target." Command notified. "Dagger two you are under direct orders to return to base."

Pulling her mask to her face Y/N rushed to speak. " Rooster? What the hell are you doing?" She asked through her tears.

"I have to go back for him."

"Bradley...You promised, even though I told you not to but you did." She argued holding back tears. "He's gone...and I know that you want to save him but, Bradley I can't loose you too."

"....It'll be okay." Was all he said before the radio went silent.

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