#and i always project the hardest onto male ocs

[a-lost-prince]

a metaphorical comic about metaphorical thoughts! i had to draw this out before i drove myself in circles asking too many questions.

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Innocent [4]

Summary: Blake Ainsley’s always had a rule that she wouldn’t getting into a relationship with someone outside of SHIELD, the problem came in the form of a tall brunette hunter trying to be normal. Blake and Sam believe each other to be too innocent for the world they both know, one that involved chaos, death, blood and pain. Will they ever know about each others ‘real life’?    

Characters: Blake Ainsley/OC x Sam Winchester, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff

Words: 3367

Warnings: Swearing, blood, a little fluff, and a little angst.

Part One  Part Two Part Three

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Alexander motioned in the direction of where Fury and Steve were conversing before with determination walked back to the exit with a small smile thinking of the girl. Blake shook her head before walking over to her boss with little caution.

“Continuous suborbital flight courtesy of our new repulser engines.” Fury said towards the other male.

“Stark?” Steve questioned.

“Well, he had some suggestions once he got a close look at our old turbines. These new long range precision guns can eliminate a thousand hostiles a minute. The satellites can read a terrorists DNA before he steps outside his spider hold. We gonna neutralize a lot of threats before they even happen.” Fury explained looking over the project.

“I thought the punishment usually came after the crime.” Steve stated.

“My exact thoughts Cap.” Blake said sashaying up to her boss and friend. Steve had the decency to look a little surprised whereas Fury gave her a soul shivering glance with his one eye. He had the habit of making her squirm even by accident, “But it may have a positive outcome in all of this. How many times have be been too busy with a mission that millions of people get hurt or killed? Sometimes we are the only way of survival but we can’t be everywhere at once.”

“We can’t afford to wait that long. Just as Ainsley described for you.” Fury nodded in the direction of the young agent. 
 “Who’s we?” Steve and Blake questioned together rather confused. “After New York, I convinced the World Security Council we needed a quantum surgeon threat analysis. For once we’re way ahead of the curve.” Fury explained.

“Face it. Nobody but Stark is ahead of the curve.” Blake smirked thinking of the brunette that had more spunk than any one she had known in her life.

“By holding a gun at everyone on Earth and calling it protection?” Steve snapped. “Wait what?!” Blake exclaimed looking at the director.

“You know, I read those SSR files. Greatest generation? You guys did some nasty stuff.” Fury looked at one of his best agents.

“Yeah, we compromised though. Sometimes in ways that made us not sleep so well. But we did it so the people could be free-” Steve began to say.

“This is freedom Fury. This is definitely not freedom but instead it is fear.” Blake glared at her boss.

“SHIELD take the world as it is, not as we’d like it to be. It’s getting damn near past time for you to get with the program, Cap.” Fury stated towards the blonde male. “That’s a little far.” Blake hissed as her friend stood tall and with a sharp term left with the last word.

“Don’t hold your breath.”

With that the blonde super soldier had stormed out of the building with conviction towards the one place that Blake would know he was. At the Smithsonian Museum where he could look back to where he came from and road he travelled to the present time. That and she had gone with him once and gushed about James Barnes to his annoyance.

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Once they reached the museum Steve wandered around only keeping a ball cap as his disguise. Blake followed silently as she felt the nostalgia overcome her blonde friend from the past. Currently they were at the Captain America exhibition.

“A symbol to the nation. A hero to the world. The story of Captain America is one of honour, bravery and sacrifice. Denied enlistment due to poor health, Steven Rogers was chosen for a program unique in the annals of American warfare. One that would transform him into the world’s first super soldier.” The narrator said. Blake wandered over to the screen with a picture of Bucky Barnes letting her eyes roam the mans face with a sadness of having not known him. She looked over to the side feeling the eyes of someone, there in a wheelchair was a little girl with a scarf around her head.

“Hey sweetheart.” Blake said kneeling down in front of her, “What can I do for you?”

“Are you…” The little girl gasped in excitement already knowing the answer.

“Yes sweetheart I’m Viper.” Blake whispered, “Don’t tell anyone.”

“I promise!” The little girl grinned watching her favourite hero vanish into the shadows. “Okay Lacey. You have chemo to get to.” Her mother said beginning to roll the girl out of the entryway.

Blake found her way back to Steve with a smile as she walked back out of the shadows. Steve was staring at the uniforms of the Howling Commandos with sadness. Reaching her hand out she grasped his hand earning a small smile in thanks. Blake wasn’t known to dish out affection when it didn’t involve Sam.

“Battle tested, Captain America and his Howling Commandos quickly earned their stripes. Their mission, taking down Hyrda, the Nazi rogue science division.” She listened to the narrator as he continued on, “Best friends since childhood, Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers were inseparable both on the school yard and battlefield. Barnes is the only Howling commando to give his life in the service of his country.”

She was stepped back a little as he wandered over a screen showing an interview with a woman she recognized as Peggy Carter, the first woman Steve loved. She knew the gist of the history between the Cap and her. Letting Steve have this moment she wandered further off not catching the lovely and spunky agent give her information.

With a brief mention of where he would be, Steve walked out of the museum with the mission of talking to Peggy. Blake knew that it was too private even to wait for him outside so she blended into the flood of people; Peggy wouldn’t be around much longer and they deserved some alone time together. Soon she found herself in front of the Avengers tower convinced it was time to return home to Sam for awhile, she missed him dearly and knew that their relationship would fall apart if she didn’t return.

Convincing Stark to loan her a jet wasn’t the easiest nor hardest thing she had done. All she had to do was mention a past indiscretion of his that Pepper didn’t know and she was flying home. She felt if she was needed the team would come for her instead. It was rather late at night when she was sneaking into the apartment smiling at the smell that Sam always held.

Poking her head into the bedroom she saw the shaggy head of his nestled into her pillow as if her scent helped him sleep. Using her stealth training she quieting undressed and slipped into the bed. Sam groaned opening his eyes to see his girlfriends tired eyes gazing at him. He was still upset with her and her little white lies so he turned on his stomach and faced away from her. “Sam? Are you awake?” Blake questioned noticing the change in breathing.

“Go to sleep Blake.” Sam replied monotone. He wasn’t in the mood to fight after midnight, he wanted to sleep it off and have an adult conversation.

Blake felt the distance between them despite the small amount of physical space between them. Waiting to see if he would cave and bring her into his arms she settled into a sleep feeling the tug of her stitches as she did so. It was going to be a rough night so she started to get out of bed.

“Leaving so soon?” Sam nearly spat out forgetting his previous decision.

“No. I’m going to the couch.” Blake whispered sadly, “I’m sorry Sam.”

“Yeah. Me too.” He whispered after she left the room.

The night was rough on the both of them for similar reasons.

                                                  ➰ Fury had just talked to Maria Hill at a red light when the unexpected happened, the police car he had made that comment about rushed off. He was just starting to drive off when a smash happened leading to more hits from patrol cars. “Fracture detected. Recommend anesthetic injection.” The car announced. Without hesitation  he swiftly injected himself kist as the SWAT team truck pulled onto scene. In that moment it become clear that his suspicion of a takeover was true. Especially since the men were truly disguised mercenaries and he was the target.

“Get me out of here!” Fury said to the car’s computer. Right at that moment the gunfire began.

“Propulsion systems offline.”

“Then reboot dammit!” Fury yelled as the car’s armour began to obviously weaken under the abuse from the mercs. He felt the slightest amount of panic when the battering ram appeared.

“Warning! Window integrity compromised!”

“You think?! How long to propulsion?”

“Calculating.” The computer responds as Fury watches the battering ram begin to abuse his car window, “Window integrity thirty-one percent. Deploying countermeasures.”

“Hold that order!” Fury says holding his injured arm closer. Just as he finished saying that the machine gun popped up in front of him and he begins returning fire towards the mercenaries. Watching both the SWAT truck and police cars explode in a fiery haze.

“Propulsion systems now online.”

“Full acceleration, now!” Fury yells as he continues his assault on the the enemies, even as the car begins to move, “Initiate vertical takeoff!”

“Flight systems damaged.”

“Then activate guidance camera! Give me the wheel!” He practically throws a small fit as he takes over driving allowing mercenaries to be driven over, “Get me Agent Hill!”

“Communications array damaged.”

“Well what isn’t damaged?” Fury snaps.

“Air conditioning is fully operational.”

“Give me an alternate route.” Fury growls as he weaves through the traffic with skill and ease.

“Traffic alert on Roosevelt Bridge. All vehicles have stopped. 17 Avenue clear in clear blocks, directly ahead.” A pileup up happens as Fury crashes into some of the cars there. Due to the stop of traffic his chasers pile out to begin shooting once more. It’s now Fury being chased by the remaining mercs, seeing them sandwich his car, “ Warning approaching intersection.”

With two more mercenaries dead Fury quickly tries to make a plan.

“Get me off the road!” He orders the computer.

“Calculating route to secure location.” The computer had barely finished before a figure materialized on the road ahead. With precision Fury saw the bomb coming before he felt the explosion flip the car. He watched the person’s feet walking towards him while in a last ditch plan he pulls a laser weapon. He catches the figure rip the door off to only find an empty car and a hole on the ground.

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Steve was walked towards his apartment happy to get some downtime and relax. He doesn’t sleep as well as he did back in the 40s. That had something to do with the regrets he held and the nightmares he sometimes he got. He was pulling his keys out of his pocket when he heard his neighbour talked on the phone outside her door with a bucket of laundry.

“That’s so sweet. That is so nice.” Kate said before she noticed Steve standing there smiling at her, “Hey. I gotta go, though. Okay bye.”

She turned towards Steve with a soft, kind smile which he thought fit her because of the scrubs he noticed her wearing often. He found it nice knowing that there are still people in the world that worked of others with a kind smile. She was also pretty but his heart was still held in Peggy’s hands.

“Hey aunt.” She said nodding towards her phone, “She’s kind of an insomniac. Yep.”

“Hey, if you want…if you want, you’re welcome to use my machine. Might be cheaper than the one in the basement.” Steve offered a little nervous but he wouldn’t admit to that.

Nat kept trying to get him to ask ladies out but he kept saying no for a number of reasons. If he wanted to find someone he would do so on his own terms. Maybe it was time to try testing the dating water with a lot of slow moves.

“Oh, yeah? What’s it cost?” “A cup of coffee.” Steve returned the flirting lightly. He noticed Kate’s smile dim a little before he replied.

“Thank you, but um…I already have a load in downstairs, and, uh…you really don’t want my scrubs in your machine. I just finished a rotation in the infectious disease ward, so…”

“Ah, well, I’ll keep my distance.” Steve replied feeling a little sadness at her answer.

“Well hopefully not too far.” Kate said feeling upset she had made her neighbour sad but there were a lot of reasons why she should’t go out with him, “Oh, and I think you left your stereo on.”

“Oh. Right. Thank you.”

“Yeah.” She said returning to what she had been doing.

Steve frowned a little knowing he hadn’t had his record player on in the last couple days. It had been a little too hectic for it. As Kate walked down the stairs he waited a couple minutes before deciding to use the element of surprise by using the window. Once he was in he navigated through his apartment before grabbing his shield just in case. He relaxes when he sees that it’s a clearly beat up Nick Fury sitting next to a lamp.

“I don’t remember giving you a key.” Steve stated feeling upset that the one part of his life that was normal was compromised.

“You really think I’d need one? My wife kicked me out.” Fury said leaning back in the chair in pain.

“Didn’t know you were married.” Steve sighed weary of the situation.

“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me.” Fury replied slightly dramatically.

“I know, Nick. That’s the problem.” Steve released with an angry huff as he turned on the light. He quickly noticed the injuries his boss had. Fury simply raises his hand to his mouth to indicated being silent. Swiftly he turned the lamp light off and typing something on his phone.

‘Ears everywhere’

“I’m sorry to have to do this, but I have no place else to crash.” Fury states typing again.

‘SHIELD compromised’

“Who else knows about your wife?” Steve asked waiting for the phone again.

‘You and me’

“Just…my friends.” Fury voiced.

“Is that what we are?”

“That’s up to you.” Fury says before the silence is broke by three shots coming in from the window. Fury collapses as Steve looks out the window for the shooter.

Steve yanks Fury down on the ground before dragging him into a separate room where he sees Fury handing him something. Looking down Steve sees the object is actually a flash drive. He grabs it from Fury before watching Fury carefully.

“Don’t…trust anyone but Ainsley.” Fury says but Steve’s attention is turned to the sound of someone breaking into his apartment. His surprise in the moment is changed to shock when the intruder speaks out.

“Captain Rogers?” Kate says walking in with her gun out, “Captain, I’m Agent 13 of SHIELD’s Special Service.”

“Kate?” Steve asks in complete shock.

“I’m assigned to protect you.”

Steve’s face tightens not liking the fact he was was being babysat the entire time he had lived here in the same building as her. He’s noticeably annoyed because he wanted something that was completely his and had nothing to do with his life as Captain America.

“On whose order?”

“His.” Kate says pointing at the passed out man on the floor. She quickly pulled out a device before speaking into it, “Foxtrot id down, he's unresponsive. I need EMT’s.

“Do you have a twenty on the shooter?” A voice asks.

“Tell them I’m in pursuit.” Steve says having noticed the shooter outside the window. Without a response he jumped out the window.

He breaks through the window in the building across rolling to his feet with a concentrated face looking up to see the assassin in only a short distance ahead of him on the roof. Steve quickly breaks through double doors of the office building not bothering to stop for turn, instead he kicks off the hallways door landing on a long table. Raising his shield in front of his face he breaks through glass. Next her breaks through another set of double doors accidentally sending a pile of papers everywhere. He doesn’t have time to kick off a wall again but instead he slams into his causing a shield side imprint but that doesn’t stop him. He just continues to run through another set of double doors into a hallway with a window at the end of the hall. He jumps through rolling right behind the assassin and without hesitation he whips it at the figure ahead of him.

For the third time in the last half an hour he’s sent into a fit of shock when instead of hitting the man, he whips around to catch the shield without moving an inch. With his metal arm. The assassin looks at Steve with almost a sad expression just by the half mask on the bottom of his face with black paint around his eyes. Whirrling from the metal arm is heard before the shield is thrown back at a faster speed. Catching it as it hits Steve in his midsection he looks down to see himself pushed back and he looks up to see nothing even as he looks over the ledge of the building. The assassin has mysteriously disappeared without a trace.

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It was bright and early when Sam stumbled out of the bedroom clad in only a pair of grey sweatpants. He yawned scanning the apartment for Blake and came up with nothing. Feeling the anger turn into disappointment he trekked into the kitchen seeing her sleepily eating pancakes with bacon.

“There’s more in the oven.” Blake mumbled wincing at the movement of her shoulder. Sam noticed and frowned in concern.

Blake herself had began to question if keeping Sam out of that part of her life was worth the possibility of losing him. Most of the time she wasn’t a selfish creature but it seemed as if this was one part she would be okay with and that was saving Sam in her life. The comfortable silence is broke when Blake’s phone goes off.

“Hello?” She asks frowning.

“Blake. It’s Steve, Fury was in an accident. He came to my apartment with information and he told me to only trust you and no one else. He was shot by an assassin with a metal arm and he’s going into surgery. We need you.”

“Shit.” Blake says, “I’ll try and be there but I don't think I can.”

“You have to leave.” Sam stated pouring some coffee. Blake sighed knowing he was right.

“I do. I’ve made a decision that I won’t leave.” Blake sighs knowing that Steve was holding back from begging.

“Is it important?” Sam questioned sitting down with the plate of food she had dished up. Blake mutely continued to stare into her coffee cup, “What’s going on?”

“A close friend and co-worker was in a serious accident. He’s in rough shape and going into surgery soon.” Blake whispered feeling the reality of the situation hit her.

“Oh. I’m so sorry Blake.” Sam whispered feeling the heartbreak she was giving off.

“Thanks. I’m sorry I haven’t been around as much as normal.” She whispered.

“I’m sorry I’ve been giving you such a hard time.” Sam sighed looking down also, “Blake, you should go wait for your friend. We have discuss or argue when you get back. Take however long you need and I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Okay, Steve. I’m on my way.” She says ending the call.

With a smile Blake got up and kissed him deeply before walking towards the bag she hadn’t had time to unpack. Sam watched her with a small smile as she walked into the bedroom but not before he saw the stitches in her shoulder and side.

“Blake. What the fuck is that?” Sam exclaimed rushing over to her.


 “Ask me when I get back.” Blake replied kissing him again, “I love you Sam.”

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