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Wednesday, June 18th, 2014 02:58 am (UTC)
Just like she had expected it, Fury hadn’t been pleased with her and it wasn’t due to the fact that she hid the real nature of her relationship with Bucky, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D didn’t give a damn about that particular detail, what bothered him was the fact that she wasn’t acting with a level headed logic for such a particular situation, and if she wasn’t with a cool head she was going to be kept from being in contact with him.

Suffice to say that in a way she agreed, she couldn’t let that kind of things to get in the way when Bucky didn’t remembered or barely remembered anything, and maybe that was the reason she stayed away for a bit, to gather her thoughts and try to carefully lock all of those things away, it kind of helped the way some agents were looking at her, she needed to pull this off.

It took three days before she finally felt safe enough to go back and visit Bucky again, from what she had been told they had at the very least caved in and provided books to keep Bucky entertained, and she was told they were willing to let Bucky have some light training as long as the proper measures were taken and Fury had left her with the task of informing that to him and get his word to respect the rules since he only listened to her apparently.

Before she was sent in, an agent had been in front of the room looking rather nervous before rather gratefully handing a food tray to her; apparently some were still wary about him. She walked inside rather calmly and set the tray on the table, noticing that he was apparently on a special diet, and didn’t flinched when the door closed behind her. “How are you today, James?”

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