Not So Innocent (Captain America FF book 1)

Chapter 9:

Jade Quill

I wake to ice cold water being splashed in my face. "What?" I look at my fuzzy surroundings. When things come back into focus I find I'm in a S.H.I.E.L.D interrogation room again. Guess its time to spill the beans. I mentally sigh as Fury walks into my sight.

"Miss Quill. Good to see you here again." I cut him off coldly "Cut the small talk Fury. I know what you want." He sits across from me with a raised eyebrow "And what is that?" I narrow my eyes at him "Fine. You got it. You want to know who I've been working for. I'm done. Ill tell you anything you want to know."

Fury looked surprised at my willingness so I chose to start my story. "A few months ago, when I was on my last mission, I got a call from a possible client. He wanted to meet me in person. So when we met up he gave me my mission. It deemed an easy task at first but, I couldn't risk it. More like I couldn't risk my brother. Oh, and you can write this down."

Fury looks unamused as I continue "My client was one of Hydras head honchos. Markus VonHoffer. Sure you probably got this info off Rogers, but he wants me and my brother dead because I failed his mission. But when your Avengers found us in London, well, he isn't a man whom takes kindly to sharing. With S.H.I.E.L.D in particular."

Fury folds his hands over the steel table "What was the mission?" I scoff and give a smirk "To take down the Avengers. Once and for all. But as I said before, I couldn't risk my brother." Fury nods humorously "Ah. Yes. Your brother. The telepath." My spirit drops to my stomach "How do you know that?" It's Fury's turn to smirk now as he instructs his agents "Take her to her cell."

I glare at him as I am put in a straight jacket and cuffed "I swear on my life, if you hurt him I will kill you. That you can count on Mr. Fury." The agents lead me out of the room without another word.

After being lead down to the lowest level I am lead to a circular glass cell where an all to familiar figure waited inside. "Spencer!!!" I cry out as I'm shoved into the cell. Spencer gets up from the bench that lined most of the cell and rubs the sleep from his eyes. "Jade? They got you too?" Relief floods over me as I see he is safe and unharmed.

"Oh my God you're okay." I sigh as he hugs me, I couldn't hug back due to the fact they put me in a straight jacket. He pulls away and starts to undo my straight jacket. "You okay?" Spencer murmurs. I bite my lip and look away "You know I'm not. Not for the past six years."

Spencer leans his head on my shoulder "What's going to happen to us here?" I plant a kiss on top of his head "Don't worry Spence. We're gonna be fine. We won't be here long. I'll make sure if it." I try to lighten the mood "Hey, just think, after this you get to take Taylor out on a date." Spencer blushes and rolls his eyes "Oh yeah. 'Hey Taylor. Want the grand tour of the cell. If you try to escape you fall 30,000 feet down to your death. So do you want to order in?' that'll go smooth as butter."

I laugh and lightly punch his shoulder "Hey, don't stress it dude." Spencer nods, then glances at my leg and becomes worried "What happened?" I look down at my thigh that is still wrapped in Rogers uniform. Gee thanks S.H.I.E.L.D. I let out a huff of air "Oh that. After you left I got an arrow to the thigh. All thanks to Captain Perfect. 'Oh look at me!!! I can wear rainbow tights and throw a magic frisbee!!! Lets have an arousing conversation about Liberty, Justice and Freedom. God bless America.' The dude gives me a headache. But I guess we're even. I shot him in the midsection."

Spencer laughs hysterically "Oh my gosh. You totally like him." I blanch, my jaw dropping "Excuse me sir?"

Spencer smirks raising his eyebrows "I think you know what I'm talking about. When you where saving you lover dearest's life and feeling the poor man up your thoughts where all like 'Yummy' and 'Omg, I want to stay in his big muscly arms forever'. And also, your mind was going haywire whenever your skin came in contact with each other. Plus you felt guilty for shooting him. It is love dear sister."