Red Room - Marvel Studios [1]

two.

+ doctors office +

1940

"Hey there, is it possible you could point me in the direction of the doctors office? I just moved here, and it's time for the babies first check up" I said, in my flawless American accent, standing on gravel at the opening to a car garage, the smell of motor oil somewhat giving me a headache.

A young man, maybe in his mid 20's, rolled out from under the car, in a stained dark blue jumpsuit, his face marked with dust and dirt. I slapped on a fake smile, my curled hair lightly blowing in the wind, the man got up off the roller and smiled wiping his hands on a rag that was tucked into his pocket, his eyes travelling up and down my body quickly.

"The doctors office? It's on the opposite side of town, doll" he replied, pointing at the busy road that was behind me, causing me to turn round and go along with him thinking I was a ditz. I giggled lightly, moving my back from my arm to my hand, straightening my arm by my side.

"Silly me, I just moved here from Oregon and I've not managed to find my way around town yet, and the baby isn't helping" I said with a chuckle, placing my hand on my flat stomach, causing his eyes to follow the movement. "You don't look very pregnant, if i could say so myself" he stated, a smirk on his face as he took a step closer to me.

"Well, lets hope it stays that way into my later months" I remarked with a chuckling, dropping my hand from my stomach. "Oh my" I said as I gently stumbled over, I put my arms out allowing the man to rush forward grabbing my elbows to keep me steady and on my feet.

"Steady on, here take a seat for a minute" the man said helping me walk to a wooden chair that was against the garage wall, lowering my down gently as I sat my bag on my lap. "I'm so sorry about this, I've been getting rather dizzy lately. Could I possibly bother you for a drink of water?" I asked sweetly, using my na fro wipe my brow in distress.

"Sure thing, I'll be right back" he said quickly before leaving the garage and entering the building connected by a small door.

As the door clicked close I immediately stood up, the smile falling straight off my face. I reached into my bag to pull out a small yet powerful bomb before setting the now empty bag onto the chair as I stood up. I opened the back door to the car, strapping the bomb under the driver seat easily. I closed the door gently, before picking up my bag and leaving the garage and walking down the drive, my shoes crunching the gravel underneath me.

"Как то, чтобы брать леденец от ребенка" I muttered before turning left and blending into the rest of the people on the busy sidewalk.

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I walked into a diner, the bell ringing as I entered. It was pretty empty, just a few fat men in suits reading papers while munching on cake and sandwiches. I walked over to an empty booth, placing my now empty bag next to me, the zippers jangling against each other in the process. A blonde waitress walked up to me a notepad and pen at the ready, with a smile on her red lips.

"My names Angie, welcome to the L&L what can i get you?" she asked me as I glanced over the menu, debating on what to get. "Just a coffee and a slice of chocolate cake please" I replied, smiling up at her as she scrawled my order onto her notepad. She quickly nodded her head at me before turning around to get my order.

As she left a man in a black suit came in, taking his hat off his head and holding it along with a newspaper. He walked over to the corner I was sitting, placing himself in the booth directly behind me. I sniffed, closing the menu and setting it back down on the table as the waitress came back over holding a mug and a plate. "Here we are" Angie said as she set down a cup of steamy coffee and a large slice of cake, along with the receipt she had hand wrote

"Thank you" I chirped, lifting the cup to my mouth, taking a sip before setting it back down on the table. "это сделано?" I hear a deep voice ask from behind me, after Angie was a safe distance away.

"да" I said simply, picking up the silver fork and taking a bite of the chocolate cake with a small smirk on my face.

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A/N - hey guys, here's another chapter.
So most conversations between Alyona and other Hydra agents will be in Russian, but I'll write it in English so just use your imaginations. But on the rare occasion that I can be bothered and do some translating, I'll write the translation in the comments, so always look there before asking.
{Hey i'm from the future as i'm editing this story right now, and no one noticed that it was Angie from Agent Carter! there's a little marvel universe easter egg for you}
Thanks my dudes, see y'all later.