Enemy Lines (Steve Rogers) - 2

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"So open them wide for me sweetheart, and let's try and make this baby of ours." If anything was to help the healing process then it would be someone who she could care for.
Feeling her move apart for him, he slowly slipped inside of her, her body arching into his. "Am I hurting you?"

Mo shook her head, "you could never hurt me darling." And groaned slightly as they began to move against one another slowly, her legs wrapping themselves around his waist allow him to go deeper until he knew he'd hit the right spot.

"There it is..." he smirked, picking up the pace a little more while her hips moved to find the perfect rhythm. She could feel the climax inside of her rising.

"Steve..."

"That's it sweetheart, just hold on for a little bit longer." He encouraged as she tightened around him moment by moment. Her delicate little moans and gasps were enough to know that the pleasure within her was coming to its peak. Bringing his lips onto her own once more, he kept his fingers linked with hers. "Let go Lizzie...go on." He instructed as she came undone underneath him while he finished deep inside of her.

They laid there against one another for sometime after, making the most of their time together before he left for the first of the three missions that they had. They weren't sure how long he would be gone, but it would take as long as it took.

"Do you think it worked? Mo asked him quietly while he toyed with a lock of hair.

"If it didn't, then we'll just keep trying." His lips brushed against her forehead and then he looked at the time. "I should get ready. I've gotta leave in an hour." Giving her another kiss, he ventured into the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed.

Mo laid there, staring at the ceiling for a while. The letter from Howard sat in the beside drawer next to her. She'd not had the heart to read it yet. Her body felt a little defeated and before she knew it, Steve was gently rousing her, telling her he needed to go.

"Come back to me." She kissed him one last time as he promised her that he would return to her as soon as he could.

Watching the quinjet disappear into the sky, Mo wrapped her cardigan around her, looking round the now quiet and mostly empty tower. Hill was somewhere and Helen Cho was in her lab but that was it.
Mo found herself alone for the first time since coming back into the world - and the only thing that scared her more than anything right now was herself.

**

"Jarvis?"

"Yes Captain..." the AI's voice now answered. "Is there anything I can help with?"

She shook her head. "No...just, kind of wanted to hear another British voice." And hugged her knees into her chest while she sat on the bed. "I know you're not real, but...guess you're the only person I have that I can talk to."

"I am here for whatever you want, Captain."

"I'm not a Captain anymore Jarvis...I'm nobody."

"Everyone is someone, Captain - including you."

She swallowed, "I wouldn't even know how to fly a plane anymore."

"But you can fly" Jarvis pointed out helpfully, "therefore that makes you a Captain. A plane is a plane."

Glancing to the drawer, she took the letter from Howard out and looked at the familiar writing in the front.

Doll face

Mo smirked and opened the envelope, pulling the letter out. Howard's writing stared back at her.

Mo.

If you're reading this then it probably means you're here and I'm not. But no matter about that, what matters is that you're awake.

Don't freak out, but then again I can't exactly break this gently in writing. Tests I've done on you have come back to show that Hydra managed to successfully enhance you using a recreated formula. It doesn't quite match Erskine's, but it's close enough.
It's gonna be a lot to take in doll face, and may take some getting used to - but I have every hope that you will use what you've gained to your own advantage and no one else's.
So, I've taken it upon myself to provide you with some things should you need them. They'll see you through, and before you ask, yes I got the vibranium from the black market. I can almost hear you judging me right now, but you know a guy like me doesn't go through life successfully without picking up a few tricks along the way.

Besides, this is needed. And one day you could be needed too.

Whether you choose to pick up the shield is something only you can decide, but just remember this...

Don't try to be like Steve, he was his own person, so you go and be your own hero doll face. I know you're more than capable of that anyway.

All my love.
Howard.

Mo swallowed and folded the letter back up, sliding it into the envelope. They were wise words considering the letter had been written just a week or so after she'd gone under. He had faith in her though, and for Howard to have that in someone other than himself was a big thing.

He would have always rooted for her though, even if she'd chosen not to under then he would have taken care of her. But he still had even after she was gone, ensuring that weekly testing was done so that nothing changed, making her a suit and shield in case she needed to use it. It was her choice, and he had obviously known that she would have been against the idea of using her enhanced self to step up like Steve had.

But Steve had been created for just that.

She hadn't.

In her eyes she was just a test subject, but whether Hydra had planned to use her for something more would remain unknown...