Be Known, the Truth-(Marvel) Lady/Fox

“He was. And we did....but as bad as that damage is, Thor reassures me it was something a Asgardian and Jotun could easily heal....but....what happened after...”he shuddered as he considered what had done to loki. “It’s bad.”he muttered before nodding. “Yes...Howard was.”He muttered watching the other, knowing it was bad before shrugging a little. “I don’t know. Fury is....I don’t understand him. But he did give me my avengers, and damned if I’m going to let him keep them.”Steve scowled a little, watching him. “I’d like you to go back with me, and take a lie detector test, just as a precaution, I believe you but tehy wont....and help me....get clint and natasha out. And clean house.”he sighed softly, before nodding shortly. “Yes. He does....but I have sufficiently distracted him with a project I think.....There is....”here he paused frowning, thinking. “When he fell off the train....the kill didn’t kill James. But it did cause brain damage....memory loss....Hydra used that to their own benefit....and set the soldier to be a assassin. A good one.”He trembled. “Because he could pass anywhere, he was a brooklyn boy, trained to be the best. A american trained killer in the hands of the soviets...it was....he’s here now. I distracted tony by making him create something for james.”he swallowed thickly.
 
"so the reason why Loki is currently non-responsive is because of something that happened after we had him turned over to the asgardians?" Phil wasn't' sure how to feel about that." an innocent man had likely been tortured until his mind broke and he had a feeling Fury had a hand in it. "Well clearly he can't keep Clint and Natasha! i imagine you have Tony and Bruce already...." Phil paled so suddenly a person might think he was about to pass out. "Bruce was never in Guatemala was her?" he asked softly. "James? James Barnes?" he asked, looking stunned. "he's alive?! i need to go get my vintage Howling Commandos cards..." he mumbled because he just wasn't Phil without his cards. "Hydra turned him into their weapon, just like they did to Natasha." he grimaced a little. "do you want me to call NAtasha and Clint here now? tell them there's a top secret mission or something? they wouldn't question it. especially if they are in the know and think you and i are mounting a rescue to go and get Bruce or Tony." he paused, freezing. "Steve... what about Pepper? and Maria!? are they safe?! what about Jane Foster, or Betty Ross!? If Hydra exists i have no doubt General Ross is one. Steve... how far does it go!?" Phil, poor Phil, he looked so petrified at the idea.
 
“Yes. It is. I think.”Steve said sighing softly, before nodding. “I do. They’re safe....and no, he wasn’t. Natasha set him up, and sent him gift wrapped to the good General....Bruce is not happy. Or feeling good about it.”Steve said sighing a little, “Yes. He is. And he’s not....he’s not my jamie, but he’s alive.”Steve said still looking torn up by that idea, that his best friend was alive before thinking about it. “No....not yet. Give it a day or two. There are other factors involved, and I took a big enough risk calling you myself. I doubt Pierce or Tony will take kindly if I pulled all three of you right now.”He said sighign a little before tilting his head. “Pepper’s with us, and jane. I don’t know about Betty ross, and we’re fairly certain Maria’s hydra, as is General ross....I don’t know how far it goes, but I’m going to find out.”
 
Phil cringed and flinched at the idea of Natasha just handing him over. bile rose in his throat at the idea of Bruce being so hurt and he had to gulp down some coffee. "i would imagine not. Bruce has ben half in lust with Natasha since she tracked him down in Kolkata." he admitted. "i can imagine he's feeling all kinds of betrayed, paranoid and hurt." he admitted softly. "i desperately hope she wasn't actively involved... for Bruce's sake. i don't think he could take that kind of hurt." he admitted softly. "yes, i imagine the risk to approach me directly... honestly i'm shocked you took the risk. with Fury and Natasha, probobly MAria as well... the chances of me being Hydra where extremely high..." he admitted, removing his cuff-links and his tie pin, before sliding his Shield I.D. badge and set that on the table followed by his gun before standing up and brushing himself off. "shall we go then?" he offered, making no move to collect his things. likely, they had tracking chips in them so Fury could keep an eye on his favorite.
 
“”Yes...he has. And he is. He didn’t say, I just know that someone gave him transfer orders, and it was either you or her, so....you’d have to ask him for details.”Steve said sighing a little, before tilting his head considering telling him the reasoning before that smirk quirked his lips. The one that said that the war had gotten to him, and as much as there were lines he wouldn’t consider crossing normally, he was willing to cross to protect people. His people. “I took the risk because I was willing to kill you rather then tell tony, pierce, thor and bruce that you were hydra. Wrecking my bike with you on it, could be easily played off a accident, and they’d never be the wiser.”he shrugged, because he’d been willing to kill to keep his friends thoughts of phil safe, of those memories. Nodding a little as he headed for the bike. “Let’s go then.”he said, passing back a helmet before heading back to the base.
 
He cringed, going so pale and green. "oh god.... oh god it was me..." Phil swayed. "it was... i thought it was Bruce requesting to be transferred out of HQ and to another Shield base.... i... i had no idea! i swear Steve i had no idea! i'm going to be sick..." he admitted, pressing a hand to his mouth because he was sure that it was all his fault Bruce had likely been tortured and experimented on. he had to pause to purge his stomach into the nearest garbage can. hating himself so much. he hoped Jarvis could find the paper trail to prove he had no idea. he truly hadn't. the paper he had signed had all the appearances of Bruce himself asking to be transferred due to 'tense relationships' with others e was sharing space with. Phil had signed it in an instant because he hadn't wanted Bruce to be unhappy. he had, at the time, thought Bruce wanted to move into Stark Tower. he had been surprised to hear about Bruce going to Guatemala. he was right, it turned out, to be surprised. especially since Bruce had, apparently, been handed straight to a person even Phil hated.

"Honestly Steve. if i was Hydra. i think that would very well be much for the best." he admitted. "half of me wonders if you shouldn't just do it anyway." he admitted, well and truly hating himself for being used. how many other people had he been tricked into hurting? how many people had he abandoned without ever realizing it? how long had he been a monster without ever knowing? he settled onto Steve's bike, pressed his face into the others back and waited, either for death or for the ride to end. he was silent as they headed inside, answered all the questions properly. he wasn't hydra, but he hated himself as if he was. he was as good as for never realizing the pain he had caused and Peirce had to lead Phil away once they where done with the questions. "he'll be okay. it's a hard thing for him to learn. we all trusted Fury... but for Phil... it's worse. he was raised by Fury. Phil's father was... abusive and negligent. the only attention Phil ever got from him was a beating and during the day Phil slept in the cupboard, out of sight and only came out at night while his father was sleeping off drunken stupor or at work. Fury rescued him, raised him. the man was as good as Phil's father... finding out the things he found out.... it can't be easy."
 
“Really?You...”Steve swayed looking sick before pausing, staring at the man. Watching him throw up he sighed quietly, that was painful to see. And he knew Bruce would forgive him as soon as he realized just how badly phil felt about it. This was going to be bad. “...No, I have better uses for you alive, then dead.”Steve said as he got to the base. Sighing softly as he looked at pierce, biting his lip. “Yes....I had the feeling it was something like that.”Steve sighed softly, thinking about it before running a hand through his hair. “I have something that’ll distract him though. Or at least help.Will you have the soldier meet me in the kitchen?”He said having every intention of getting food and letting james feed phil. Now that would be a meeting worth watching.
 
Bruce was there as soon as Phil was lead away, wrapping his arms around Steve, holding him "thank you." he murmured. "Tony was watching. he showed me the recording of you and Phil talking." he chuckled. "you didn't really think you could keep secrets from us di you? we didn't even have to talk to pierce to know what you where up to." he admitted. "i feel a lot better, knowing he didn't do it on purpose and that he feels terrible. i feel really bad for him." he admitted, rubbing his still bald head with a wrinkle of his nose. "i wish my hair would grow back already." he grumbled. he had gained a lot of weight since Steve had first seen him though and all the bruises and injuries had healed. Phil would never, ever have forgiven himself if he had seen Bruce then. so thin he could barely stand on his own, covered in needle marks and bruises and jumpy as a bunny. Bruce had recovered very well. Bruce wandered off to talk to Tony about the arm, leaving Steve to handle Phil.

"Oh?" Brock asked, smiling at Steve. "sure. he's angry with you though, you went on a mission without him." he teased with a chuckle, heading off to get James who soon joined Steve in the kitchen with a basket in his hands. Little laying in the basket giving himself a bath and looking perfectly content to be carted around. he gave Steve a sulky little look, annoyed at having been left behind but he didn't actually complain.
 
Steve yelped as he was hugged, startled as he looked down at the man holding onto him before hugging him back."you're welcome. And I'm totally capable of keeping secrets. This was unfair and horrible, you weren't supposed to know."steve grumbled looking unhappy. Before nodding, relaxing slightly."yes, he does. We'll have to look after him...he took it hard."he sighed a little. Before snorting."it'll be back soon."

"Thanks....and dammit. None of them were supposed to know I was gone."steve grumbled before smiling a little as he made pancskes, and bacon and eggs, looking at james."sorry. No one was supposed to know I was gone..."he said fidgeting a little."but I need your help after the foods dine."
 
Bruce snorted. "your terrible at keeping secrets." he teased with a smile. "Well. if it makes you feel better, Tony didn't know." he admitted before smiling a little. "he did take it hard. very hard." he agreed. "i'm not sure he'll be able to handle it if Clint and Maria are Hydra too. i have my doubts about him handling Natasha." Bruce admitted with a sigh and a shake of his head. "this is going to be a disaster, i'm almost sure of it." he admitted with sigh. "but at least Pierce will feel better and i think Phil will be glad to see that not all of his friends have betrayed him."

"you shouldn't have been talking so loudly in the kitchen then, stupid." Rumlow pointed out, looking amused. "Mission?" James asked, perking up a little, looking much happier as he tickled Little's paws. "Soldier will help the Captain." he promised.
 
“am not.”Steve grumbled, before whining. “No, that doesn’t make me feel better. Tony wouldn’t notice the world burning if he was in the lab. And even then, his lab would have to be burning before he looked up.”He said before sighing softly. “I don’t know, but we’ll be there for him. And we’ll see where to go next.”he sighed.

“...I didn’t tell anyone before I left!It was horrible.”He whined a little, before nodding slightly. “A in-house mission. We’re not leaving here, but I still need your help.”He said looking pleased and amused as the kitten batted at james’ fingers, gathering the rest of his food, “Come on then. Let’s go.”He said smiling slightly as he picked up the tray and lead the way to the rooms they’d given phil. “Agent?I have something for you.”
 
"well... that's true." he agreed with a chuckle. "he'd notice in a heartbeat if you weren't feeling well though. sometimes i get tired and he's all over me. the little hypocrite." he admitted with a chuckle. "i'll talk to him once he's not so torn up." Bruce promised. "i don't blame him for any of this, he was used just like all of us where."

"Stupid." James agreed, Rumlow snickering a little. "In house?" James wondered, blinking. confused by the term. "Cleansing?" "NO!" Rumlow said quickly. "No killing James! we talked about this!" James just huffed and sulked but nodded. no killing. fine. he could do that. he missed ding what he was best at though. he picked up the basket with Little inside and followed Steve. "Steve?" Phil asked, popping the door open. he had been crying but he looked better than he had earlier. "do you have signed vintage cards? Fury ruined mine. remind me to shoot him double for that." Phil decided. "did you bring me breakfast?" he sounded oddly touched.
 
“That’s true. He is a little hypocrite. He needs to look after himself to.”Steve grumbled before nodding. “Good.”he said pleased bruce would talk to him.

“Yes, here. Not cleansing, just not leaving here.”Steve said looking worried at his warning, frowning a little before looking a little panicked as he realized what james thought he meant. Smiling a little at the sight of the big tough assassin carrying around a basket and kitten. “Hey Phil.”He smiled before nodding slightly. “I do. The first set ever printed actually. You can have them, if you can convince Tony to let you in the vault to get them.”He said smiling a little before nodding. “I did. Breakfast, and a basket and a kitten. And someone for you to meet.”Steve said smiling, “Now remember, he doesn’t quite remember who he is....Phil, I’d like you to meet James Barnes, who is currently going by the Soldier.”
 
"Really?!" Phil asked, looking utterly delighted before he snorted. "do you really think Ton is ever going to let you have those back?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow. "it''s not gonna happen Steve." Phil admitted with a smile before grinning at the kitten, reaching out to stroke it's head when James snarled at him and shifted the basket out of Phil's reach. "Soldiers! no!" he growled before glaring at Steve. "mine!" "I don't want to keep it." Phil assured him quickly, glancing at Steve, looking upset that he had upset James who calmed at the promise that Phil did not want Little. "It's nice to meet you James." James stared at him. "you where one of my heroes growing up." more staring. "you and the commandos where the things that kept m going more often than not." more staring and he finally turned to Steve. "nuts?" "i am a little but. but i'm harmless." Phil promised, looking amused. "he doesn't look anything like i expected." he admitted. "he's still got the face. and the undying loyalty..." he paused and then. "is he the one who shot you?" "Soldier is a good shot." James said, looking very smug.
 
“I do. And yes, I do. He promised I could have any of my stuff I wanted back. I’ll just tell him I need these.”He said looking amused before wincing, “James. He just wants to pet Little, Little is yours.”He promised smiling reassuringly at them both before shrugging. “Don’t worry. He’s upset with me half the time, I wouldn’t worry about it.”he said trying to reassure Phil, before choking on his laughter as he listened to the two. “He is. But harmless. Like Bug.”He promised before nodding a little. “70 years were hard on him....and like I said. He’s not the same, but he’s still jamie.”Steve said before snorting at how very smug james looked as he stepped in to set the tray down. “Yes, he is a very good shot. And he did shoot me. Says shooting to injure is a bigger challenge then killing.”He said rolling his eyes.
 
"Well i'll have to try then." Phil agreed with a grin though he probobly wouldn't because he was pretty sure that Tony was already buying him a new set. "Little is Soldiers. not James." James growled, making Phil smile. "I'm not James. you're James. James is your name." "Soldier is Soldier." "Soldier is your title. James is your name. you are Soldier James." James just stared at him, uncomprehending. "...Soldier doesn't like Bug." James grumbled before scowling at Phil, examining him before sniffing, not impressed. "well. Clint and Natasha both claim the same thing so i'll take their word for it." he admitted, smiling at the breakfast. "this was really nice of you, thank you Steve." he swallowed thickly. "are... are we going to be bringing Clint in soon?" considering Phil was sleeping with Clint, it as no wonder he was deeply concerned about how Clint's loyalties truly laid.
 
“...Okay. Yes. Little is Soldier’s.”Steve said sighing a little, because it hurt to know the Soldier didn’t recognize his own name, and feeling heart bruised from trying to get him to understand it. “You don’t like Bug cause he keeps flinting around. Just remember he’s makign you a new arm. You’ll like him.”Steve said sighing a little, before nodding a little as he ate some himself. “You’re welcome. I figured you could use a little distraction, and breakfast with us is that.”He said before frowning, watching the other, tilting his head. “If...if you call him, or have a idea of how to get me to him without tipping off him that something is really wrong, yes I can bring him in today.”
 
"Little certainly is adorable Soldier. did you name her yourself?" "...her?" James asked, looking startled before he lifted Little's back leg and examined her there, looking surprised to realize that she was indeed a female. "Soldier names Little, Little." he agreed. "Little Girl." this time he allowed Phil to stroke her head. "why, she's missing a leg. i wonder what happened?" Phil mused. "Mama Cat didn't like Little." "her own mother! how terrible." James was really starting to like the Tie Man. "Oh. i can get him here." Phil admitted, smiling, a little strained. "i just have to tell him i found an amazing abandoned air strip and i want to play a scene with him and he'll be here before i can even hang up." he admitted. "i'd just have to meet him there and i could even put a bag over his head and tie his wrists. it's about the only way to make him harmless really." he admitted. "and if he's Hydra... it's dirty but... but better than..." he swallowed thickly. better than being betrayed by his own lover. "He'll sulk for an hour or two but he'll forgive me for tricking him easily enough. especially if i promise to let him punish me." he admitted, his lips twitching. "he can get very creative." he admitted.
 
Steve stiffled his laughter as he watched teh two, smiling softly. "Yes, little is a girl."He agreed amused before wincing at the idea of the kitten's own mother hurting her like that. "But now you're her papa, you can look after Little now."He said smiling a little, glad to see that james was starting to like Phil. tilting his head as he nodded at Phil's words, "Do it....I'd rather trick him like this, and have him regret no sex then have to kill him if he turns on us....I want to give him a chance. Even if he's hydra, we'll try to do what we can."He swallowed thickly, rolling his eyes. "I don't want to know about your sex life. that's to much phil."He whined a little though he looked more amused then upset at the idea. "Call him and we'll go from there."He said handing over a cell phone since phil had left all his stuff behind
 
"Girl Little." James agreed, nodding. "Little Runt." he stated simply, Phil nodding. "yes, Mother cats often abandon, or even attack their runt kittens..." Phil admitted with a grimace. "it's a survival thing, poor girl. she has James to take care of her now." James beamed at the praise and Phil smiled. "yes. i agree." Phil agreed with Steve before grinning as he flipped the phone open, checked the coordinates and dialed Clint. "Barton." he said as soon as Clint had answered, rattling off the coordinates. "Bring the Hood and the Tethers." the blindfold and the handcuffs. "I'm going to interrogate you." Phil warned, grinning because normally that meant that Pihl was turned on and eager and was going to make Clint scream in all the best ways. he didn't bother saying anything else, he ust hung up like he always id and headed out to meet Clint outside the base while everyone else cleared out to the oter buildings so they wouldn't tip Clint off. Bruce would run the equipment for Phil and he was sure Steve and Soldier would stay. wanting to know first hand. not to mention if Clint put up a fight, Phil was sure they could restrain his lover without hurting him too much. they would wait inside. Phil was going to take his time though, touching his lover because it might be the last time he ever got to.
 
"Ah...well that explains some of my childhood thrn. I was so the runt."steve snorted amused as he looked pleased at howhappy james was at the praise. Sighing wuietly as he watched phil call clint. This was going to be hard."...phil?"clint called as he kicked the kickstand of his bike down, looking around him as he took in the sight. Sharp eyes curious as he considered that it was a active site, though ti appeared abandoned at the moment. Sliding off the bike he tilted his head towards phil curiously.
 
Phil smiled t his lover as he pulled to a stop and sighed. he just couldn't lie to the other. "Clint. do you trust me?" he asked softly, offering the other his hand. "i need you to trust me here." he admitted softly. "some things have happened and as much as i want nothing more than to trust ou me and Bruce have to ask you some questions okay?" he asked gently. "i don't know who i can trust anymore baby..." he admitted, chewing on his lip. "i don't know what's right and whats wrong anymore." he admitted, staring at Clint. he had his Tazer close at hand though he wasn't reaching for it. he'd use it if he had to but he desperately hoped he wouldn't have to.
 
Clint tilted his head watching him, green eyes worried now as he took the man's hand, squeezing lightly.bof course I trust you."which had been the only reason he only had a handgun instead of the bow and arrows that usually went everywhere with him. Starting to pull away from the other, though he looked tense and upset, he wasn't leaving either."what is it?"he said looking worried as he considered his lover. The fact he hadn't pulled a weapon spoke volumes of his trust with the other.
 
Phil smiled at him, glad that Clint wasn't trying to escape or attack. "i love you Clint." he admitted, kissing teh other. "i can't explain until you take the lie test. i took it too. if you answer everything, then i'll tell you everything. i promise. and i'll let you punish me, i know how much you love that." he teased with a smile. "come on. Steve and Bruce are inside. it won't hurt. i had to do the lie test too. it's just a lot of questions and a lie detector. i promise." he said, leading Clint inside where Bruce was indeed waiting with the tablet. "Hi Clint." Bruce said, watching the other. "sorry about all the cloak and dagger but we're out of options." he admitted softly.
 
Clint frowned a little kissing him back, before nodding a little. “Okay.”He said swallowing hard before smirking. “I do like punishing you. It’s fun.”He said pleased with the idea, even if this was freaking him out a little. Looking at bruce as they walked in, twitching for a handgun, his bow....even if they said it wouldn’t hurt, and that it was okay, it was freaking him out a bit. “....Don’t like the sound of that.”he said flinching a little as he looked around eyes widening at the sight of the two super soldiers leaning against the wall, not sure what freaked him out more, the sight of james barnes alive, or the fact that he was holding a basket with a kitten.
 
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