#triple agent rumlow

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Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Captain America (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers & Brock Rumlow, Brock Rumlow & Jennifer Walters Characters: Brock Rumlow, Jennifer Walters, Steve Rogers, Brock Rumlow's Mother Additional Tags: Legal Drama, Lawyers, Triple Agent Brock Rumlow, POV Brock Rumlow, Canon Divergence - Captain America: The Winter Soldier Series: Part 3 of Edges that Scratch Summary:

Brock Rumlow is on trial for the role he played in Hydra. He's not guilty of what they're accusing him of, but he thinks he belongs behind bars anyway. Good thing his lawyer, Jennifer Walters (yes, that J. Walters, Attorney at Law), doesn't.

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Rawhide

Chapter 13: Put On Your Red Shoes And Dance The Blues

Summay: It’s the clash of the titans as Hydra and Shield finally face off, but as Rumlow and Steve come to serious blows, you realise that the only way to end it all might be to sacrifice the thing you value the most…

Warnings: Descriptions of violence, angst, language…more angst…death…ooooh but who???

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction. I do not own any characters contained within, bar the reader and any other OCs that may be mentioned. I do not give consent for my work to be reposted/translated to any other site. Please comment, like and reblog.

W/C: 5.4k

A/N: So here it is, the penultimate chapter! Thanks to @spectre-posts for reading and adding in her thoughts...

Main Masterlist // Rawhide Masterlist Chapter 12

Rumlow blazed around the office he was in, kicking the chair over as he went. Langley, long used to his friend and leader’s temper tantrums, merely took a deep breath as he waited. 

“I will not have your Omega sister and her weakling pack get the better of me!”

“Look, if it wasn’t for Carter…”

“How the fuck did you not spot that she was a double agent?”

“Well, technically she was kind of a triple agent.” Bryce’s nostrils flared. “I mean, if she’d been Hydra pretending to be Shield, that would have made her the double agent, wouldn’t it? But she was Shield, pretending to be Hydra pretending to be Shield I mean…” He was cut off as Rumlow gripped him round the throat. Langley automatically landed a punch to the side of Rumlow’s face, and the man dropped him, recoiling from the blow a little. “Know your place, Brock…” he hissed, massaging his neck. “My family put you at the top of Hydra, remember that.”

Rumlow snarled before he sank down into the chair. “And we have no idea where they’ve gone?”

“If we did, you think we’d be here?” Bryce scoffed, “We’ve spent the last two weeks searching. Problem is, Shield have mobilised now they know that we’re gearing up for a fight. Up until your…experiment on my sister, they had no real proof. Now they do. Blue states up and down the country are taking up arms. Even those people that maybe hovered between accepting some of our views but not all of them are swinging to their side because they don't support another war. Montana is now basically impenetrable thanks to Odinson and Stark…”

“They won’t be in Montana, that’s too easy.” Rumlow shook his head. “Locking the state down…that’ll be a diversion.”

“I know that!” Bryce snorted.

“Boss?” 

Both men looked towards the door, where Rollins stood, an excited look on his face.

“What?”

“We might have a lead. One of our sources has seen two people, matching the description of Y/N and Rogers, in Bristol. Church Street Wharf to be exact.”

“Is it legit?” Rumlow demanded.

The guard nodded, “he’s a solid source, and what’s more so, he’s taken a recording on his phone so that we can verify it. He’s sending it through now.”

*****

The more you tried to pull your arm away from Steve, the stronger his grip was. The tears were now pouring down you face.

“Steve…let me go…”

“I can’t do that Omega, I need to keep you safe.”

“You can’t!” You sobbed, “I’m sorry, I love you, I really do but…Rumlow, that stuff he shot me with…”

“Was fake…” His voice was desperate, and you shook your head, sadly.

“I wish it was, but he did something to me…there’s something going on and all I know is I can’t fight the Omega part of me anymore…it’s wants him and it disgusts me! Why do you think I ran? Huh? I can’t trust myself!”

“Please, baby…” Steve’s face broke and a piece of your soul did too, and he released his hold on your wrist. “Just please, ‘Y/N get on the ferry… Banner is working on it as we speak, we can fix this. I know we can. We’ll go back until he figures out how to reverse whatever it is that it’s done. You don’t need to leave!”

“You know he ain’t gonna be able to,” you shook our head. “This is breaking my heart and it hurts so much because I love you…I know I do, but…it burns inside…every time you kiss me it really burns because my body is telling me I’m his now, and…”

“Don’t…don’t say that…our bond…” Steve’s eyes were full of tears.

“It’s fading…” you swallowed, hand pressing at the mark on your neck as you cast your eyes down, “don’t pretend you haven’t noticed…” At that your fingers moved your collar aside to show him. Steve studied the once prominent infinity bond on your skin, and he felt his chest ache and throat as he studied it. You were right, it did look a little lighter.

He took a deep breath, his voice cracking.  “Please… just please, come back. Give it a month, or a week. Let Banner try…”

“You have Hydra to…”

“Fuck Hydra!” Steve snapped, his hand running through his hair, before both his large palms covered his face. With a groan, he dragged his fingers back down through his beard and shook his head. “I don’t care about them, not anymore. I love you, I can’t live without you…you gotta give us a chance…”

“You know what the awful thing about all this is?” You whispered, wiping the tears from your face. “You haven’t once tried to Alpha Command me to do as you say.”

“I don’t want to…why-“

“And we both know why.” You smiled sadly, “you don’t want to because you’re scared it won’t work. Scared that I won’t answer to you anymore.” From the look on Steve’s face, you were right. You looked around, your arms hugging your chest, before you took a deep breath. “Fine, I’ll…I’ll come back..but…I can’t…I can’t promise…”

“I know…” His lips brushed your forehead, “but we gotta try, huh?”

You nodded, and looked at his hand as he held it out. Tentatively, you slipped your palm into his, fingers twining together. Steve pulled you into him a little, casting what he hoped was a surreptitious look around, before he led you back towards the ferry.

Neither of you noticed the man a few yards away, with his phone out, pointing the camera in your direction…

*******

As the video cut off, Rumlow scoffed. “Pathetic. He’s actually begging her…”

“Where does that Ferry go?” Bryce looked at Rollins.

“Prudence Island. Secluded enough for a safe house.”  He smirked.

There was a pause as Rumlow and Langley digested that news, before the latter broke the silence. “It could be a trap.”

“I don’t think so.” Rollins shook his head. “They were taking great pains to hide from the CCTV, if it hadn’t been for our guy being there, right place right time…”

“Rogers ain’t that smart.” Rumlow shook his head, “and it aint his style. He’s a soldier, like me. But he’s also persistently blinded by his need to do the right thing, the honourable thing, meaning he doesn’t always see the bigger picture.” His fingers drummed on the desk as he mused through his thoughts. “You know, I’ve been waiting for his Alpha Challenge for the past two weeks, fighting to defend his little Omega Whore’s honour, but it never came. And now we know why.” Rumlow then chuckled. “He’s had bigger issues, because the serum worked.”

“Looks that way…” Langley arched a brow.

“So there’s nothing to make us assume the Alpha one won’t.” Rollins cut in, and Rumlow pointed at him, nodding.

“Guess not.” Langley spoke again, his voice flat.

“What is the matter with you?” Rumlow looked at him.

“I don’t know, I’m just not sold…”

“More like you want to take the serum yourself, because you can’t stand the fact that soon you’ll have no chance against me in a fight.”  Rumlow rose from his seat as Bryce scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Well, neither will Rogers. I almost had him beat last time, and that was without the serum. If it hadn’t been for his guard dog… “ he trailed off and looked at Rollins. “Tell everyone to ready the lab…I want it doing this afternoon. In the meantime, get some of our troops out undercover, see if we can locate this safe house.” He moved out from behind the desk, stopping as he smirked once more. “Shouldn’t take too long, Prudence Island ain’t that big… “

******

“You think this plan is gonna work?” Clint asked from his vantage point in the tree that sat on the boundary of the property. 

“Not if you keep talking.” Bucky mumbled back. 

"Not for nothing, Steve's thrown it together quick and our girl in there seems a bit...."

“She’s nervous, wouldn’t you be?” Natasha spoke over the comms. “Stop talking and keep your focus. They could be anywhere.”

"Yes, ma'am, Widow ma'am." Clint snickered.

“Amateur.” She replied sardonically

Sam cut through, "knock it, we've got incoming."

Clint scanned the horizon, his sharp eyes licking up t hee movement of a vehicle. The headlights off. “I see it. Can’t tell if it’s  them…”

“Who else is it gonna be?” Bucky snarled.

“A lost civilian…” Clint replied.

“Quit stalling, light ‘em up Hawkeye.”

"With pleasure."

Clint reached for one of his arrows, clicking the small button on the side to arm it. He took aim, and let it fly. It landed perfectly, five foot or so in front of the vehicle, exploding upon impact with the ground.

The car swerved and came to an abrupt stop. Two men exited, armed and scanning the area.

“He he he,” Sam chuckled, “I love it when they do that.”

Clint selected another arrow, “let’s see if this gives them the message…”

This time, upon hitting the ground, it sent off loud crackles of gunfire. The two men were quick to duck and dive back into the car.

Bucky sent a round of ammo their way, watching as it pinged off the bonnet of the car as the driver put it hastily in reverse. It down round, and Bucky continued to shoot until it was out of sight.

“Well, that saw them off…” Sam stated.

“They’ll be back, that was just the scouting party.” Bucky sighed, “I’m gonna head up to the house. Natasha, Clint, any more trouble holler.”

"You got it," Nat replied, her comms giving a crackle as she did so.

Bucky made it back within ten minutes. Steve and yourself awaiting news. "Scouting party cracked through, I'm estimating we'll have about thirty before enforcers show."

Steve didn’t miss the spike of fear that shot through you, your hand instantly moving to your bond mark, but it stopped short of touching it.

Rather, you rested your fingers against your collarbone and tucked your other wrist under your bent elbow. "We should be ready. Rumlow will send everyone, then he'll follow. I don't doubt Bryce will be by his side. He's not the enforcement type."

"Well it's taken them longer than we anticipated." Steve looked at you then to Bucky. "How far out s Fury and the rest of back up? "

Bucky called it in, "Hill says ETA thirty."

"Steve..." You whispered.

"I know. But it's a fight we have to take."

You stood numb. You knew that Steve was right. Rumlow wouldn't stop at anything not until he had you. "Stick to the plan." Steve looked at Bucky then turned to you. “Please, stay hidden in the storm shelter. Banner will be there…”

Your breath shook as it left your lungs. "I..."

“Omega…”

“I’ll take her.” Bucky said, “c’mon, Doll…we don’t have much time.”

Your pleading eyes looking at Steve for a final chance, but he just stared. A snarl to his features. You steeled yourself and turned away, following Bucky out the back door.

*****

The sound of gun shots, the unmistaken yells and grunts of fighting rang out in the air in the grounds surrounding the safe house. Hydra had come, and come in numbers.

For the most, Shield held their own. Fury, Hill and Coulson directing their troops, as Steve commanded his. 

But he had one person on his mind, Rumlow. And so far, he was nowhere to be found.

Fury's team had wounded and casualties. Steve and his team, few scratches, close calls and oh there would be bruises. But it was no longer just a battle, this was an all out war. The open fields gave little cover. The tree lines smoked and burned.

Steve dispatched two agents easily, Bucky to his left as they charged through the ranks.

“Where the hell is he?” Steve yelled, “where is Rumlow?”

“I haven’t seen him…” Thor replied, swinging his arm as he took out three agents at once. Steve then raised his shield and sent it flying in an arc, the familiar whoosh and clang almost soothing to him as it flew back to his arm having ricochet off numerous soldiers.

"I'm getting a little tired of," he paused to throw his shield into the neck of a goon, "playing these games."

“Yeah, as far as games go I’ve played with better odds.” Tony’s voice cackled on the comms.

No sooner had Tony spoken, a loud rumble sounded and Steve instinctively looked up to see a large black and red helicopter approaching from the distance.

“Hydra?”

“It ain’t ours!” Fury yelled back.

"It's about time," Steve growled.

The Hydra troops seemed to pull back and part as the chopper circled. Fury and Hill yelled at their soldiers to fall in as Steve stood still, watching as it touched down in the middle of the field.

Steve's steel gaze stared as Rumlow exited the doors, fourth in line. Bryce preceded him as did two armed men. Sam's comms broke the deaf air.

"I got three more this way," he grunted as others piled out from the other side.

“I see them…” Steve muttered. His eyes then turned back to Rumlow.

There was a snide, almost prideful smirk on his face as he stared back at Steve.

“Where’s your little bitch?” His voice rang out across the battle lines.

Steve wasted zero time sending his shield in reply. He wasn't in the mood for talking.

Rumlow managed to grab one of the soldiers to his side, pushing him into the shields path. He gave a yell and a grunt as he fell to the floor, the shield bouncing back to Steve’s arm.

“Oh, okay…well, doesn’t really matter. Once I’ve killed you, she’ll be mine anyway. That is, if she isn’t already.”

At that Steve audibly scoffed. “What do you mean by that? Course she isn’t yours, she’s mine. We share a Soul Bond.”

Rumlow scoffed, “cut the shit, Rogers, we both know that’s a load of crap. Her mark is fading, I know all about it!”

Steve’s face visibly faltered, even if his stance didn’t.

“Guess that serum I injected her with worked better than I thought.” Rumlow continued to goad Steve. “But, how about we put the one I took to the rest, huh?”

Steve sent his Shield in Bucky's direction, the former soldier catching it quickly. He cracked his neck and his knuckles, "let's dance."

“He’s mine!” Rumlow yelled out, as he advanced, “kill the rest of them but leave him to me!”

The private protection spread out, leaving Rumlow alone; including Bryce.

“I’m gonna enjoy this,” Rumlow picked up the pace as the rest of the Hydra army also began to rush forward once more.

Like a clash of titans, the two came at one another. Steve made first contact, his right hook sending Rumlow a step or two back. Rumlow cracked his neck as he went in with a punch of his own. Steve was quick to duck, flying in with a left hander to Rumlow’s gut.

Rumlow bent forward and Steve's well padded knee met the Hydra head's nose. He dropped down to the decaying grass with a thud, his back finding no cushion. As Steve drew his hand back for another punch, Rumlow rolled to the side and the captains fist connected with the floor where seconds before, his opponents head had been.

It gave Brock the opportunity to get to his knees and wrap a forearm around Steve's neck. But with his fast reflexes, Steve flung Rumlow over him and onto his back again.

"I'm gonna fuckin' kill you, you son of a bitch."

Not even winded, Rumlow cackled and fixed a hooked knee over Steve and pulled his right arm through for an arm bar in defense.

With just a split-second of freedom before his arm was straightened, Steve grabbed onto his lapel with his trapped right arm. He slid his left elbow under Rumlow’s right leg and began shuffling his own legs around to the side. His hips under Rumlow’s foot, he began to twist and roll, eventually turning his entire body inwards which allows him to sneak his head out of the vice like grip. 

Rumlow lost his grip entirely on the Shield Captain and he flexed his back and popped right up. He dove at Steve's midsection but, his tackle failed and Steve was able to suplex him again to the ground.

"Serum's a fail, you fuck."

Rumlow laughed, “shows what you know.“

"I'm waiting."

Rumlow stood straight, grinning as he seemed to be weighing something up. And then, Steve saw the flash of a blade as it slid down the mans sleeve.

“So much for a fair fight…” Steve arched his brow.

“Fuck fair,” Rumlow gripped the blade in his right hand, “I came to win.”

Steve knew his hand to hand combat was already top game, but he knew how quick Hydra could train with a blade. But Steve did as Steve always did, and didn't back down. Instead, he stuck his arm out and extended his hand. He opened and closed his fist, inviting Rumlow to come at him again.

Rumlow slashed at the air in front of him, causing Steve to jump back. Again and again the blade swiped him, Steve dodging in what felt like some kind of perverse dance. Left, right, back, forward, twist…

But, a stray bullet hissing by caused Steve to dodge that ultimately setting himself up for a prick to his side from the blade. He hissed, jumped backwards, and as he did so he heard a yell to his right.

A familiar voice.

Despite himself, he turned and saw Natasha crumpled on the floor, blood pouring from a wound in her neck.

"Nat!"

He saw a whirl as Bucky flew past, diving at Langley who had administered the blow, taking him down in a tangle of limbs. The two men began to grapple, flashes of metal arched through the air, Bucky using Steve’s shield to deflect the blows from a now rabid Langley.

Steve stood, watching his friend for a split second, but it was a split second too long. It was the distraction Rumlow had needed, and before Steve had time to realise what was happening, he felt a searing pain in the back of his thigh.

Rumlow had taken advantage and plunged the blade into his leg.

Steve dropped to one knee, and then the blow to his face from Rumlow’s foot caused him to crumple backwards. “You know, that’s always been your weakness, Rogers. Your friends. Loyalty. You care too much. It’s the reason you could never be a ruler, never be as great as Hydra has made me.”

Steve spat the blood out of his mouth. He moved to get up when another blow hit him in the face. 

“You can’t see the bigger picture, can’t see that sometimes you gotta make sacrifices for the greater good…” Rumlow leered over him as Steve lay, the blood from his nose trickling down his throat.

Then he saw the blade as it moved in Rumlow’s hand. And the he gasped as the man’s knee pressed into the middle of his chest.

“Imma enjoy this…almost as much as I’m going to enjoy breaking in Y/N. My only regret is you won’t be there to see it.”

Steve swallowed, attempting to buck Rumlow off, but it was no good. His eyes tracked the blade as it moved towards his neck, and then your voice filled his head.

“I got you, Alpha…”

Before he could even scan the area for you, your shout rang out loud and clear.

“Enough…Brock! Enough…”

Rumlow's head snapped in your direction, distracted and amazed.

“Call them off.” You swallowed, “let Steve go and…you can have me.”

Steve's eyes went wide. "No!" He argued.

A sadistic laugh rumbled Brock's chest, "Oh, 'Mega, I'm gonna enjoy this."

A final harsh blow to the side of Steve’s head left him seeing stars as you felt the tears prick your eyes. Your gaze then flicked to Natasha. Bruce (who you’d arrived with) was now tending to her, attempting to stop the blood flow.

Everyone seemed to have stood still, Hydra and Shield alike. Bucky and Sam took the opportunity to head over to where Steve was laid, unmoving on the floor, whilst Pete, Tony, Thor and Clint all gathered round Natasha and Bruce, shielding them from any attack which may or may not be oncoming.

“Little Bird…” Thor began but you shook your head.

“This isn’t worth it…I’m not worth it.” You whispered, your eyes flicking from him, to Natasha who was thankfully conscious, and then to Steve. Steeling yourself, you took a deep breath, and looked at Rumlow as he advanced towards you. “You got what you wanted. Just call this off. Please.“

As he stood in front of you, his hand gripped your wrist painfully and his eyes studied your neck. “Well, well…not so infinite, huh…”

The way he pronounced the word, like it was something dirty, made you choke a little as you licked your lips. “Oh, it was…until you…you injected me. It’s been fading ever since. If it wasn’t for that, you wouldn’t have stood a chance. And you’ll always know that, no matter what you do to me. That you couldn’t ever have taken me, or defeated Steve, without that Serum. Because you simply weren’t strong enough.”

A stinging blow landed to your face and you heard a roar from Steve, who was now staggering to his feet. He swayed, as Bucky and Sam held him up.

“Rumlow…I’m…”

“You’ll what?” Brock laughed, “I have her, she’s here. Begging for me to take her and save you.”

Steve looked at you, and you blinked back the tears. “Steve…”

“Please don’t…” he whispered.

“Please don’t...” Rumlow mocked, “God, you really are fucking pathetic. That all you got, ‘please don’t’? You can’t even stop your Omega from sacrificing herself…” He looked down at you, then to Bryce, and finally to Steve. “I mean…one Alpha command from you would stop this but….oh, yeah, silly me…I forgot. Your bond…it’s worthless now.”

Rumlow yanked you closer towards him. Steve made a move, a snarl rippling from his chest but Bucky and Sam were quick to hold him back. They knew that they were beat, and Steve wouldn’t make it two steps towards you before being gunned down.

A hand gripped your hair and your head was yanked painfully to the side, exposing your mating gland and the faded gold infinity bond. Smirking, Rumlow’s  gaze on the defeated faction, his tongue fell from his mouth and laved up your neck.

You winced, your eyes filling with tears as they locked onto Steve’s face. His expression was sheer devastation.

“I’m sorry…” you whispered, those blue eyes you knew and loved were swimming with tears and you couldn’t look anymore.

With a sigh, you closed your own. And then, as Rumlow’s sharp teeth latched onto your neck skin, the sound of your beloved Alpha’s bellows of distress were the only thing you could focus on. You waited with your eyes screwed shut, every nerve in your body was on fire, the adrenaline coursing through your blood as you fought the instinct to scream.  You could hear nothing but your pulse thudding in your ears, Rumlow’s pants and groans of delight as he laved up the blood on your neck.

And then, you felt him pull back, a frown on his face.

“What’s the matter, Brock…” you whispered, as you opened your eyes, “don’t I taste good?”

For a moment, he merely blinked, and then he moved his hand, pulling the thin, flesh like strip from his mouth. “What the…”

“One of Erskine and Banner’s inventions.” You spoke softly, as he looked at the two puncture marks where his teeth had bitten into the curious item he now held in his palm. “Still in the prototype phase, doesn’t have a name yet but…oh, and speaking of Erskine… the serums were both fake. Shield switched them out before you raided the lab.”

You saw his gaze slide to your neck, and his features slid from puzzlement, to shock, to anger in a matter of seconds as he saw your Soul Bond was there, as bright and as vivid as it always had been.

“Gotcha,” you smirked.

****

24 Hours Ago…

After your little scene at the ferry port, you and Steve made your way back to the safe house. You followed your alpha to the door, where it was opened from the inside. Bucky, Sam and Clint waiting for the pair of you.

“Banner not here yet?” Steve asked as you headed in.

“No, he’s still putting the finishing touches to the, well whatever you wanna call it. As soon as he’s done then he’ll be on his way with Tony and Thor.” Sam informed.

“And he’s confident it’ll work.”

“It’s a potent neurotoxin.” Bucky nodded, “the only reason we’ve never used it before is because there’s no known antidote.”

Steve took a deep breath, “well, let’s just say I’m very glad Hydra didn’t get their hands on that…”

Client's eyes drew up, "how'd it go? Play the part?"

“Oscar worthy.” Steve smirked, and despite yourself you grinned.

“Think they’ll find this place?” Bucky asked.

“Yeah, we made sure our vehicle was noticeable.” You nodded.

"Now, we wait." Bucky nodded.

As you waited, you went through your plan, over and over again. The first part was already in play. By pretending that the serum had worked, that you were feeling its effects and as such, your bond to Steve was fading, it would give Rumlow false confirmation that the Alpha serum would make him stronger. This, you hoped, would cause his arrogance to win out, have him mobilise and break cover, and more over leave him complacent on the battlefield.

Whilst Steve was still intent on ripping Rumlow’s head off, he had acquiesced and listened when you’d pleaded with him that you needed a plan B. And, after days of deliberation and plotting, that plan was finalised. Should Rumlow get the drop on Steve, then in you’d come, acting the part of the subservient Omega, all the time having a deadly poison concealed on your body. Concealed in plain sight, a small invisible pouch right over your mating gland. You knew Rumlow wouldn’t be able to stop himself from taunting Steve, that he’d try to bond you there and then, and when he did, his teeth would pierce the pouch, unleashing a fast acting, deadly neurotoxin, that would leave him dead in a matter of minutes.

Steve wasn’t completely happy about it, and you knew that he would do his absolute utmost to not even let it get to the point of needing to use you, but you also had no intention of letting any of your friends die. No matter what, you’d be walking onto that battle field and offering yourself up. Because, for some reason, you knew it had to be that way. You knew it had to be you.

A few hours post your return, Steve’s phone went and it was Natasha.

“They’re in the area, just picked two of their goons up. Following the route your car did.”

“Alright, hang back…” Steve took a deep breath. “Inform Parker and have him call me when they pass his watch point. Then we’ll know for sure they’re following the trail.“

"You got it, Cap," she said.

Steve sensed the smirk in her voice.

With a scoff he cut the call, then looked at Bucky and Sam.

“You know the plan. The scout party needs to escape, notify Rumlow they’ve located us.”

"Got it," Sam replied. Bucky merely nodded. 

Clint picked up his bow and smirked. "'Bout time."

“Wait for my signal. As soon as Parker calls I’ll let you know.”

"Yup," Clint followed Sam and Bucky out.

You eyed Steve with a look of major worry. "I hope this works.

“Well, if Mohammed can’t go to the mountain…” he shrugged, “I know it’ll work.”

“What makes you so sure?”

Steve looked at you, before he smiled softly and pressed his lips to yours. “It’s your plan.”

*****

“You fucking bitch…” Rumlow snarled. Those Omega skills you’d been honing with Nat kicked in as you saw the blow coming a split second before he went to make it. You ducked under his arm and twirled around, backing up quickly towards where Steve was stood. Rumlow advanced on you but only made it three or four steps before he stopped, his eyes widening, as he struggled to take in air.

He grasped at his neck, clawing at the collar of his uniform as his face was rapidly turning a puce colour.

“Pretty potent neurotoxin.” You stepped back towards him. “I estimate you’ve got about thirty seconds left.”

You watched as Brock fell to his knees, scratching at the skin on his neck, and you looked down at him, your eyes locked on his, relishing the fact that his pupils were now blown with fear.

“Wanna know the really, really funny thing about all this?” You looked at him. “When I came up with our little plan, it was Thor that had the most faith in it working. Because he’s always said that it would be Hydra’s inability to embrace things that you cannot understand, those which you simply refuse to believe that would eventually be your downfall. And here we are.” You smiled, “I bet you never in a million years would have believed that a lowly Omega could even dream of such a plan, let alone enact it like I did. And, to be honest, I probably wouldn’t have been able to had it not for those extra little abilities my Soul Bond seems to have given me. You know, such as shielding my mind and emotions from you. Had you done your research, give any sort of credence to the fact that this-“ you ran your fingers over your mark, “-might actually be what the myths and legends say, you might not be about to die.”

At that point, Rumlow began to foam at the mouth, his body convulsing as he lay back. Blood was trickling from his nose and his eyes, as he lay looking up at you, the veins in his neck and temple popping. A gurgling noise rose from his throat, before he suddenly stilled, his head lolling to one side. Unseeing eyes looked out of his head, around at the Hydra troops who stood motionless, looking down at their now dead leader.

It was as if time had stood still, no one moved, no one said a word, that was until you heard a familiar voice screeching at you. You wheeled on the spot sharply, as you saw Bryce raise his gun in your direction.

And then it all seemed to happen in slow motion, Steve’s shield arched through the air, knocking the gun from his hand, as Bucky, Sam and Tony ran forward. Whilst Fury barked orders, you watched as the three men surrounding Bryce pushed him to his knees.

“I’ve told Hill and Coulson to clean up.” Fury spoke, as you kept your eyes locked onto your brothers, eyes that were so like your fathers. “They’re beaten, they know they are. We can get the back to our camp and then contact the World Security Council. We’re going to need their help if we want to unite the states…”

“Hydra will never be beaten…” Bryce shrieked his voice almost hysterical, “cut off one head…”

“Shut up.” Sam groaned.

“He has a point.” Steve spoke, looking at Fury. “As long as Hydra have someone to rally around, someone spouting their bullshit cause, they’ll never be gone. And, as such, neither will Shield. We agreed, neither faction can survive. This blue vs red…it has to stop.”

“Then we get rid of him.” Bucky stated, “what was it Rumlow said, you have to make sacrifices for the greater good…”

“Buck, we can’t…”

“Can’t what? Kill him? I assure you, we totally can…”

A heated debate then broke out, the phrase war crime being uttered once or twice, all the time you kept your eyes locked on your brother.  In that split second, a hundred memories from your previous life flooded your mind. The cruelty you'd suffered at his hands, the pain and anguish you'd felt when he had killed your first Alpha.

As you saw Colin's face flash to the forefront of the metaphorical slide show, all you could see was the fear in his face as he told you to run, before he turned back to what he knew would be his certain death, to give you chance to escape.

With a slow movement, you reached out your right hand…

Moments later, a loud bang echoed around the field, causing the arguing party to jump. Bryce slumped to the floor, a perfect shot landed right between his eyes. You were aware of everyone staring at you as you tossed Natasha’s gun to the floor and took a deep breath, simply staring at your dead brother’s body.

“Fuck Hydra, and fuck him.”

**Chapter 14**

[crossbonescrossout]

Well, what's all this, then?

This is the hopeful home of a Brock Rumlow tic tac tales event. (Explaining how tic tac tales differs from bingo will be the next post.) I have never run an event and am completely winging it, so both help and patience are appreciated.

The only ground rules so far :

While slanted towards the MCU and the lovely Frank Grillo, ALL Brock Rumlows are welcome here. Sadistic bastard, punchclock villain, trash daddy, triple agent, ideological but a Goddamn Professional and AUs of all stripes, whatever your take, create for it.

Comprehensive tagging is a must. Warnings, themes, characters and characterizations. Our man attracts folks of many tastes, so there will probably be a couple of threads suggesting what people want to know before they read.

What are the dates? Who knows? If we pull this off we'll know how much time to budget if we wanna do it again. Probably by Summer.

[endlesstwanted]

Don’t Look Back

Triple drabble for @catws-anniversary, day 2nd prompt — Bank. Read on Ao3 here.

Also created for: @buckybarnesevents’ Build-A-Bucky Bingo, april prompt | Failed Mission / @multifandom-flash, r2 #2003 | “In times of crisis, the wise build bridges while the foolish build barriers.” + If We Get Through this…, New Year’ Resolutions | Say Goodbye to Toxic Friends

Fandom: Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Pairing: Sharon Carter/Brock Rumlow, Bucky Barnes & Sharon Carter

Tags: First Meetings, Rescue Missions, Double Agents, Brock & Jack are Not Hydra

Summary: Bucky’s expecting his Handler. An ally shows up instead.

Wordcount: 300

[kahuna-burger]

An odd thought on Rumlow fandom:

I was thinking it would be cool to have a Brock Rumlow bingo (or tic-tac-tales, but that's not the point) but I found myself wondering if it could appeal to all Crossbones lovers on a community level?

By which I mean, there are at least three distinct MCU Brock Rumlows represented in fanfic, along with blends in between, and even if you offered to personalize cards with HTP or triple agent prompts being optional, I don't know how many people would be put off by "other Brocks" showing up in fill announcements, discussions, parties, etc.

I know every character has their ship wars and such, so maybe I'm worried for nothing? Thought from Rumlow fans?

[winterbones2024]

Week 5

Week 5 Jan 28 - Feb 03

Obligations / Triple Agent Brock Rumlow / Rescue Sex

If you're inspired to create something for one of these prompts, or any of the previous prompts, please add it to our AO3 Collection "Year of Winterbones," or tag it #winterbones2024 so we can reblog it!

[what-is-your-plan-today]

Rawhide Ch 13: Sneak Preview

@caffiend-queen you asked and I give…

Rumlow blazed around the office he was in, kicking the chair over as he went. Langley, long used to his friend and leader’s temper tantrums, merely took a deep breath as he waited. “I will not have your Omega sister and her weakling pack get the better of me!”

“Look, if it wasn’t for Carter…”

“How the fuck did you not spot that she was a double agent?”

“Well, technically she was kind of a triple agent.” Bryce’s nostrils flared. “I mean, if she’d been Hydra pretending to be Shield, that would have made her the double agent, wouldn’t it? But she was Shield, pretending to be Hydra pretending to be Shield I mean…” He was cut off as Rumlow gripped him round the throat. Langley automatically landed a punch to the side of Rumlow’s face, and the man dropped him, recoiling from the blow a little. “Know your place, Brock…” he hissed, massaging his neck. “My family put you at the top of Hydra, remember that.”

Rumlow snarled before he sank down into the chair. “And we have no idea where they’ve gone?”

“If we did, you think we’d be here?” Bryce scoffed, “We’ve spent the last two weeks searching. Problem is, Shield have mobilised now they know that we’re gearing up for a fight. Up until your…experiment on my sister, they had no real proof. Now they do. Blue states up and down the country are taking up arms. Even those people that maybe hovered between accepting some of our views but not all of them are swinging to their side. Montana is now basically impenetrable thanks to Odinson and Stark…”

“They won’t be in Montana, that’s too easy.” Rumlow shook his head. “Locking the state down…that’ll be a diversion.”

“I know that!” Bryce snorted.

“Boss?”

Both men looked towards the door, where Rollins stood, an excited look on his face.

“What?”

“We might have a lead. One of our sources has seen two people, matching the description of Y/N and Rogers, in Bristol. Church Street Wharf to be exact.”

“Is it legit?” Rumlow demanded.

The guard nodded, “he’s a solid source, and what’s more so, he’s taken a recording on his phone so that we can verify it. He’s sending it through now.”

[janeykath318]

I was today years old when I found out some people ship Steve Rogers with Brock Rumlow. Whoa. I’m guessing that’s with the AU of Brock as a triple agent, because Holy snickerdoodles!! But I admit I’m a little curious as to how those two personalities would get along with a non-Hydra Brock.

[fuckyeahdarcylewis]

Imagine That

by letsbreereal

That’s the problem with wishes: they ensnare you. In fairytales, they’re nothing but trouble... In reality, it’s a bit more complicated than that.

[Soulmate AU where you know when your soulmate is fantasizing about you.]

Words: 6223, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Taserbones Soulmate AUs

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins

Relationships: Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis/Jack Rollins

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates are rare, Telepathic Bond (Sorta), Soulmate Fantasies, Not Canon Compliant, Pre-HYDRA Reveal, Post-HYDRA Reveal, triple agent!Brock Rumlow, Triple Agent!Jack Rollins, Time Skips, eventual threesome - F/M/M, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Eventual Happy Ending, Missed Opportunities, Misunderstandings, Age Differences

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[ao3feed-deckerstar]

Must Be Paradise

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/8INt3yG

by aggiepuff

Darcy prefers the Middle. It's far more interesting than the Silver City in the Above and far more enjoyable than Hell in the Below. Even better, the Middle has Humans.

His dark brown eyes sparkle in the New Mexican sunrise when she makes an impulsive joke about his muscled arms, almost as big around as Thor’s. “Anything else you want me to lift?” he asks.

Me, Darcy doesn’t say but her blood red lips curl into a smile, sea green eyes roving over his frame. He catches her perusal and his return smile is the first hint of all the good things that follow.

Words: 7555, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Lucifer (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster (Marvel), Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Phil Coulson, Lucifer Morningstar (Lucifer TV), Chloe Decker, Amenadiel (Lucifer TV), Mazikeen (Mention), Linda Martin (Mention)

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Jane Foster/Thor (background), Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar (background)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, demon!darcy, Alternate Universe - Angels & Demons, Darcy is a Demon, Darcy is a Fallen Angel, Fallen Angel!Darcy, Triple Agent Brock Rumlow, Triple Agent Jack Rollins, Canon Divergence - Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015), Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant, Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Rating for Language

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/8INt3yG

[deedo2313]

Fuck it Friday

So, I've been tagged by the lovely and incredibly talented @thekristen999

From what I've figured how it works, is that you post a part of a wip you are working on and then tag someone else to do the same.

Well why not... I did use to actually write fics (a very long time ago, when I didn’t fully appreciate how much free time I had at my disposal) but haven’t done so in quite a while. Looking through my stuff I do have quite a few wips that never got posted anywhere (and probably never will) like that 7k smutty Spuffy Christmas fic that I've been meaning to finish every year around November/early December... for the past 18 years 😅

I've decided to go with something more recent from a couple of years back, before Infinity War & Endgame and the Russo brothers completely ruined the MCU for me by destroying every single (found) family and making it impossible for me to enjoy any of the other movies without that painful tinge of heartbreak & sorrow and just this profound fury at what is to come (but that is a rant for another time).

Anyway, the fic is called Stuck in the Middle with You and it’s a very self indulgent epic saga following BAMF Darcy Lewis and her two lovers and covert triple agents Jack Rollins and Brock Rumlow from the end of Thor through most the other MCU movies. I did actually spent a couple of months plotting it all out and have written several parts of it in no particular order, but then just never found the time to write down most of it properly, and isn’t it just fascinating how eloquently you can spin a narrative when you're laying half awake in bed for a relaxed lazy morning but when you try to write it down later all you can produce is "there were people and things happened" lol

Also, I've decided I'm too old to feel guilty about my ships and I'm not open to judgement about my choices. If you don't like them, I don’t care.

So to finally cut all that rambling short...

Darcy had timed her arrival just right to be conveniently in front of Secretary Pierce’s office as Captain America strides off in the direction of the elevator. She manages to catch his attention just as he is about to board the lift.

“Captain Rogers,” she calls, hurrying after him, “if you have just a moment, sir, there is an urgent report I need you to read and sign off on.”

She can see the indecision in the confused tilt of his eyebrows as he turns to regard her, but luckily his manners win out once again and he stops just inside the elevator doors.

Darcy angles the tablet she holds out in his direction away from the security cameras. She doesn’t think what she is about to show him would be ligible on the feed, but better safe than sorry.

“It will only take a moment” she tells him and waits as he peruses the message.

DON'T REACT OPENLY. SURVEILLANCE!

HYDRA HAS INFILTRATED SHIELD!

PEARCE THE HEAD.

TAKE USB. READ ON PC WITHOUT INTERNET CONNECTION ONLY!

SGT. BARNES IS ALIVE & IN HYDRA CAPTIVITY.

PEARCE PLANS TO HAVE HIS MEN ARREST YOU ON THE WAY DOWN.

RUMLOW & ROLLINS GOT YOUR BACK.

MAKE FIGHT BELIEVABLE

Shocked blue eyes fly up to meet hers and she tries to convey as much sincerity and confidence as the situation allows while she covertly nudges the usb stick she had concealed behind the tablet into his hand.

He seems to get his facial expression under control in the next moment and goes through the motions of signing off on a report.

“Thank you Agent - “ he nods at her and she is about let him step back into the elevator when three agents she thinks she recognises from STRIKE Team Beta suddenly crowd close and herd her into the elevator with them calling for the Lobby and the doors close before she has a chance to step back out.

Well shit!

A couple of floors down the doors open again and another handful of operatives she doesn’t recognise and Brock get on.

“Excuse me,” She tries to shuffle to the doors to make her escape, but she’s boxed in by an unmoving veritable wall of muscle.

They seem to be ignoring her on purpose and while the Captain starts to bristle at the obvious disrespect they are showing her she hopes it's because they are just regular assholes who are trying to get under her skin and not because someone got suspicious of her actions in the past couple of weeks and decided not to wait for Project Insight’s launch to get rid of her.

Brock has his back to her and Captain Rogers, but as he assesses the situation out of the corner of his eye she can see the exact moment he notices her. His eyes widen just a fraction and his shoulders grow impossibly even more tense as he suppresses the urge to reach out for her, knowing Sitwell is keeping a close eye on the proceedings through the security feeds.

At the next stop she gets squished even farther back when Jack boards the car with Michaels and Gregson in tow.

He notices her right away, though and his expression shutters from his professional scowl to just blank, his gaze flicking over to Brock and they seem to carry a whole conversation with pointed look and a quirk of eyebrows.

She has resigned herself to not getting off the elevator any time soon and contemplates how to get out of the center where the action will take place.

“Lewis!” Brock’s sharp call interrupts her thoughts, “Do you have the specs ready for me to brief the team on the next mission? The timetable has been moved up.”

“Yes Commander.” she easily plays along and this time the wall of muscle actually parts for her when she moves in his direction. She holds her tablet out for him and Jack steps closer on her other side under the pretense of reading over the mission specs as well.

When the elevator jolts to a sudden stop she is ready and confident in their ability to keep her safe.

Steve had pocketed the usb drive and tried to project a calm exterior while his thoughts were raging in a tumultuous tornado.

Shield infiltrated by Hydra? Bucky alive? How could this even be possible? With Hydra’s influence reaching as far as Pierce, whom could he even still trust? Had Fury known? Was that why he had been killed?

On the other hand what reason would the pretty brunette have for making something so outrageous up? And it would be an explanation for all the things that didn’t add up lately.

As the the elevator filled with only the biggest and burliest agents her warning of this being a set up to quietly bring him into custody at the very least seemed to be true.

She obviously hadn't planned to be trapped right alongside him, though.

He kept a wary eye on his surroundings as the agents got in position around him and felt a lance of concern as her continued attempts to leave the elevator remained unsuccessful.

He was just about to intervene on her behalf when Rumlow called her over.

As he observed the STRIKE Commander and his second, who had stepped closer onto Lewis’ other side, he noticed their rigid postures and the tense glances they shared as they bracketed Lewis between them.

She did say they were on his side and their obvious concern for the low ranked agent that basically screamed helpless civilian seemed to corroborate her story.

They seemed to come to some kind of decision and just as the first fist flew towards his face he saw Rollins herd Lewis into the farthest corner where he surreptitiously passed her one of his shock batons and effectively shielded her from the rest of the elevator and the camera's eye with his considerable bulk.

Soon enough only Rumlow and Rollins were the last ones left standing and Lewis wedged in her corner from where she'd covertly taken out one or two men with the taser and made sure a couple of the others stayed down.

He abandoned his attempt to say something when all three of them threw a quick glance at the cracked but apparently still working security camera above their heads and Rumlow tapped his com unit once to let him know everything would be monitored.

They rolled their shoulders and he had only a short moment of reprieve where Rumlow mouthed “Make it look believable.” at him with his back to the camera before they were both on him.

“Sorry, Cap, it’s nothing personal.”

_____________________________________

Since I just got back here after my several years long hiatus, I have no idea whom to tag or who all is even still around, so if you wanna do it, feel yourself tagged <3

[ao3feed-thor]

Her Red Lips

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/qP6Il5Y

by MuffinEngineer86

Brock wanted Darcy, not just her body. She consumed him. He was shamelessly in love with her. But she had a boyfriend. Shame. Really. But he was Crossbones. He was bolt and had better abs, so he asked her for a date in front of her boyfriend. To Jack's surprise, it worked. He would make every evening he got with her count. He would prove to her that he was the man for her. Only he knew how to please a queen like her.

Words: 581, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Her Red Lips

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Brock Rumlow

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Erotica, PWP, Cheating, unhealthy pinning, Obscene Eating, Cuckolding, Triple Agent Brock Rumlow, Brock is kind of an asshole, but not to women

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/qP6Il5Y

[ao3feed-janefoster]

Must Be Paradise

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/TbnvFLD

by aggiepuff

Darcy prefers the Middle. It's far more interesting than the Silver City in the Above and far more enjoyable than Hell in the Below. Even better, the Middle has Humans.

His dark brown eyes sparkle in the New Mexican sunrise when she makes an impulsive joke about his muscled arms, almost as big around as Thor’s. “Anything else you want me to lift?” he asks.

Me, Darcy doesn’t say but her blood red lips curl into a smile, sea green eyes roving over his frame. He catches her perusal and his return smile is the first hint of all the good things that follow.

Words: 7555, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Lucifer (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster (Marvel), Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Phil Coulson, Lucifer Morningstar (Lucifer TV), Chloe Decker, Amenadiel (Lucifer TV), Mazikeen (Mention), Linda Martin (Mention)

Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Jane Foster/Thor (background), Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar (background)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, demon!darcy, Alternate Universe - Angels & Demons, Darcy is a Demon, Darcy is a Fallen Angel, Fallen Angel!Darcy, Triple Agent Brock Rumlow, Triple Agent Jack Rollins, Canon Divergence - Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015), Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant, Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Rating for Language

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/TbnvFLD

[snarkythewoecrow]

About two hours left....

If you haven't seen my many posts, I'm participating in Marvel Trumps Hate this year, and despite my auction listing not saying (because I filled out the form half-asleep), I am willing to do more pairings than just stuckony and stony.

I'm totally up for stucky, winteriron, sambucky, too, and I'm also a big fan of triple agent Brock Rumlow (good guy rumlow), for those who like him, too. And I'd be totally into throwing him into some kind of poly ship.

I'm up for so much, and if you don't have a clear idea of what you might want, we can totally bounce around ideas and I can break out my fic idea doc.

The winner will get a longer one shot, around 10k min from looking at the current bid.

Be self-indulgent and gift yourself the fic you always wanted!

Bid on me here!

[ibelieveinturtles]

Darcylvania Week 3 - Mythological Monsters

Link: 

Title: Safety In Glasses

Collaborator(s): ibelieveinturtles 

Square (letter, number, and prompt): Darcy Lewis Bingo, D4 Immortality

Brock Rumlow Bingo Card, B4 Jack booted thug

Pairing/Main Ship: pre-Darcy/Brock if you squint

Rating: T for language

Warnings/Triggers: main character death

Summary: Darcy has decided to join S.H.I.E.L.D. - partly for the free education, partly for the easy access to her file, partly because sometimes the best place to hide is with the people who might be looking for you. Then Hydra rears its ugly head(s). At least she's getting a new statue out of it.

Word Count: 2858

[randomlittleimp]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Characters: Darcy Lewis, Brock Rumlow, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Frank Castle Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Undercover as a Couple, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Darcy Lewis's iPod, Jane Foster & Darcy Lewis Friendship, Minor Jane Foster/Thor, Past Matt Murdock/Natasha Romanov, Minor Frank Castle/Karen Page, Darcy gets the perfect job, Pre-WandaVision, Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Canon Divergence - Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Everybody Lives Summary:

Darcy's new job was perfect, a little too perfect. It gets complicated when Brock walks though the door.

Now they are faking a relationship so he can stay undercover. But how fake is it really.