The First Avenger Has a New Sidekick
1940s America.
"Thanks." She spoke, looking up at the man... boy... manchild? that had stopped the bullies, only for himself to be saved by a guy in uniform. "Both of you."
"Come on Skye, lets get some ice cream." the shorter one spoke, offering a hand, and the part of her that was still a child almost squeelled with delight, the the other part, the adult part, offered a different response.
"For me or for your face?" She asked, and Steve looked down (just a little though) at the girl who'd been sticking around him since his best friend disappeared for the army.
"I'd say both." The other figure in the alley spoke, and Skye had to contain everything not to hug the face she recognised better than Steve's.
"Kick you out already?" Steve jokingly asked.
"Nah, got some time before I deploy out. Whose this?" Bucky Barnes asked.
"A pain in the neck." Steve answered as Skye also answered with her name, the one she chose.
"Skye, huh? And why does he think you're a pain in the neck?" Bucky asked her directly.
She gave a thoughtful look as the three got out onto a main street in brooklyn. "I dunno... I suppose for the same reason you think he's a pain in the neck?"
"Gee, Thanks." Steve inserted as Bucky started to chuckle.
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"Hey guys."
Steve, Bucky, and their partners for the evening both looked at the girl who had interrupted their little double date, of sorts.
"Skye, what are you doing here?" Steve asked concerned, and immediately gave her his coat since she was shivering a little - although that was a tactical thing on her part.
She looked at the two girls, and spoke, "Well, I was spying, but then I realised that you weren't really all into the date thing. And instead of nothing but disappointment for everyone but you, since you're, well, you. I thought that these girls would much rather just have a nice night that happens to be with two cool guys. Even if one of those said two guys will be shorter than me once I've started puberty. Hey Clara." She waved at one of the girls, whos eyes widened for a moment.
"Really..." Steve looked at the two women, and one (Bucky's date) sighed and nodded, since the girl had been more invested in trying to get her new friend dating more than her own. The girl that he was sure was called Connie, but apparently also Clara since 'Connie' didn't object to Skye calling her that, was slowly nodding but also looking with a strange look at Skye.
"I'm sorry, but have we met before?" Clara/Connie asked.
Skye grinned. "Not exactly. Yes, no... Wibbly Wobbly thing, you can probably ask the Doctor."
"Doctor Who?" Clara asked with a raised eyebrow, then smiled at the grin Skye herself grew at the question. "Ah, you know the doctor?"
Skye lost her grin, though the new emotion was a sad one. "Of him. Thirty chances, thirty times I missed him by a second. Though I did get to meet the missus, you could say. You know," She moved in a little and spoke with a stage whisper, "the one he calls sexy when he thinks no one's paying attention." She sighed, and looked up at the others who were clueless.
"Sorry. Anyway. Were to first?"
Clara spoke first. "Where do you want to go?"
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Clara held back to the others' curiosity. However, what she wanted to ask was aborted by Skye's own comment/question. "What are you doing here?" She whispered, "And, please tell me we're not going to be invaded by Daleks... again. It was a pain in the butt dealing with them when I was in a body that was fully grown and still in fighting condition, with a team of people who could match them one on one or better, but I'm a kid thanks to him. And this is my show, not his. He can wade into someone elses' timey wimey adventures."
Clara bit a lip for a moment, as she processed that, and what it all meant. "You're..." She finalled asked.
Skye was confused, until clara crossed her heart and then held up two fingers. "Oh, no. Rejuvination that went a little... overboard. I was aiming for fifteen at the earliest." She looked down at her nine-year old body, "I miscalculated. And you dont know who I am do you?"
"Sorry, not a clue."
"But you do know who that is, dont you?" Skye asked, pointing at the two guys who'd been dragged to an exhibit, allowing their conversation to raise in volume back to normal. "Bet you feel really lucky, or cursing cuz he wasn't interested."
"Um, no. Who is he?"
"Steve Rogers. SSR? Captain America?"
Clara frowned, "Isn't he a comic book character, like spiderman? Wait, he's real? like, really real, like Iron Man real?"
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The Stark Industries Flying Car part of the Expo was a disaster.
During the sixteenth or so run of the presentation, the one Skye, Steve and Bucky attended with Bonnie and Connie/Clara, the car dropped, and Clara knew something was going to go wrong when Skye exclaimed, "Damnit, dont hurt lola!" and ran on stage and slapped Stark for 'hurting' the car.
Steve got up along with Bucky and dragged the girl back, though Howard Stark on the stage was smiling and apologetic - to skye.
After that, Steve snuck off to try again to join, and Skye followed with Clara eavesdropping, curious about a 'real life superhero' instead of the comic version she sort of knew of.
Skye coughed as Steve and Dr Erskine left the private booth in the recruitment area. Steve flinched at getting caught by her, since she'd be somewhat vocal before.
"Skye..."
"So... Dr Erskine." Skye spoke, attempting a professional look, that felt false on her young face, and tried not to giggle at the way the doc startled. "Just remember. The most important ingredient, is a good man." She tilted her head, and smiled as she glanced at Steve, "Though it looks like you've got that well in hand. Oh, and do remember to let the paranoid people do their jobs. Carry On, Doc."
She didn't stick around for the reaction, deciding to look at other stuff with Bucky, Bonnie, and Clara.
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"Wait, you got in?" Bucky was incredulous as the three sat in Bucky's apartment.
"I report to Camp Lehigh on Monday." Steve spoke. "It's not front line, but... its something."
From the stack of paperwork she had half-buried herself with, almost metaphorically speaking, Skye snorted, and said, "It's a sciency thing, don't worry. It's not gonna kill him, W.B."
Bucky held in the question at the nickname, not the first and he had the feeling it was not the last time she'll call him that either.
"How did you know who that guy was, anyway?" Steve asked.
"The same people who want him dead, wanted me dead and damn near succeeded. hence those weird scars I've got." She reminded him of the stomach scars that had somehow remained when she was de-aged, and they remained how they'd appeared, adjusted for as though things happened without her having been physically older at any point. Therefore, they looked like she'd been shot there when she was three or four, versus her present nine years appearance. "Also hence why you found me homeless." Bucky was not all that upset when learning Steve had moved her in. Both gasped as she followed up with, "And also hence why I've been learning martial arts and how to handle smaller calibre guns. Can't handle the regular ones properly yet, stupid body."
She already knew them, but was taking a while to 'retrain' her body through morning tai chi (which Steve knew about) among other things.
"You..."
"Am very busy. Hush now."
Bucky peeked at the paperwork, and only caught a glimpse of one of the files before she closed them all and glared. Ineffectively, but still.
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It wasn't long before Bucky was gone, and Steve was at Camp Lehigh, and Skye had nothing to do beyond her work.
So she settled for searching through the toolbox she'd brought with for details on Project Rebirth - she wanted to 'be in the area' when Steve was enhanced, and if - if - things stayed like the original timeline, she'd get 'in' by the combined effort of taking down a HYDRA agent, and prompting Steve to reveal her supposed connection to HYDRA - that of a target they want dead.
A few weeks later, it paid off, and she readied herself for the HYDRA agent, by anchoring his little jet boat thing and waiting for Steve to follow.
When that happened, she was disappointed her little warning of sorts apparently was either ignored or not enough. Though she was pleased to see Steve in his Beefy Form.
"So..." She spoke, "You're Not Red Skull Mark II?"
He sighed and smiled. "Yeah..." Then he dropped the smile. "Wait, how do..."
She lost her smile, and asked, "How is Doc Erskine? Please tell me the HYDRA agent here didn't kill him."
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The agent did kill the guy, if only because the explosives got the man - not bullets, or whatever it was supposed to be originally.
When Steve brought her into the facility, it was the codes she'd pulled from the toolbox' records that she used to open the doors - surprising Steve but she just smiled and waltzed in like she owned the place.
Meeting Agent Carter of all people, brought her control to the breaking point, and she actually turned into a fangirl for a few minutes - to Steve's teasing delight, and Peggy's slight embarrassment.
Then she was really not happy at the part of history that many sought to keep quiet - the SSR didn't turn him into Captain America overnight, instead, he became a Showman, for some dude trying to get the civilian public to give extra support for buying bullets or something.
She refused to play her own part - apparently he'd heard about the "Side kick" who tied up the boat so the Cap could get to tie up the enemy agent, and offered her a stage dancing role. But she did get to travel with, and she found Steve's drawings over the next few weeks good, along with the shows that were mostly for the kids - the only time Steve didn't complain about what he was doing.
During that time, she trained, and trained him too. She stole his bike every time he gave a pass, since issuing pull ups was neither enforceable or an effective deterrent. Eventually he got the message, as slow as he was on the hint since she never said why. It didn't take long for it to go both ways, and he 'taught' her how to shoot - which was a surprise for her, nothing in his file said he knew how before the war, before he was the Captain. Apparently, bucky taught him because it was a barnes family tradition of sorts, one born of a time were the father was an actual hunter-gatherer with the wife staying in to look after the kids. Well, sort of. And she already knew how, he just helped her fix the mistakes she was making because, as good as she'd been as an adult, she was a kid and that was a whole different kettle of fish. But it took a while for her to get to a level that Steve thought was 'acceptable' for an adult soldier, though 'expert' for a kid. He didn't realise the difference between his expectations and the general public's.
Many women tried to come onto him, and thought that Skye was his daughter even, though both insisted that wasn't the case, he was just her guardian (which she did make legal). Skye liked to scare them all off with a really creepy sit-on-the-sidelines-sharpening-huge-knives thing.
Together, they modified a bike so she could ride it more comfortably - before she put some make-do fixes for reaching the foot controls - now, they were closer and the seat smaller. Steve didn't ask how she even knew to ride, as it was a 'Skye' thing.
One thing Steve found odd but didn't say anything about, was the last show before a planned trip to Europe, Some guy in a bow tie showed up with Clara.
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"Captain Rogers... A Pleasure." Bowtie spoke while shaking his hand. "I'm the Doctor."
Skye chuckled before anyone could say a thing, and rather pointedly in tone, spoke, "Doctor Who?"
The Doctor grinned at her, knowing exactly why she said it. And... You are?" The Doctor asked.
"Skye. Like your predecessor would say, my life recently went through a bit of Wibbly Wobbly stuff."
He raised his eyebrows, and his chin shifted a little, like he wasn't expecting that. "Did you just say Skye?" He looked at Steve, then back at her.
She nodded. "Phil would be ecstatic to know I got to meet Ten's Successor."
"That's not all he'd be ecstatic over, either." The Doctor Agreed.
"Now, please tell me that we're not going to be attacked by... oh, I don't know... Sontarans... Or Weeping Angels. We're about to pack up for a trip to Europe." She winked for a second, and he returned it, though not so subtly.
"I'm sorry, but who are you?" Steve asked.
Clara turned up, though wearing her normal clothing, not her 'period specific' that she wore last time. "Hey Steve. Remember me?"
Steve nodded with a slight smile, and Clara quickly hugged Skye who returned it, and asked her what she'd asked the Doctor.
"Oh, no need to worry. Actually, I heard about the trip and because I know they wont let a nine year old go with-"
"WHAT?"
Steve looked a little guilty as she turned to him.
Clara continued, "I thought, why not join us for a bit."
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"Okay, you have to take me there, like, right now." Skye spoke watching the plane as it flew off.
The Doctor sighed as he retreated under the glare of Clara, and neither he nor Skye knew whether it was Clara telling him to do so, or not to do so.
Skye turned and bolted for the TARDIS, parked nearby. As she approached, she came to a steady stop at the doors, and lightly, almost lovingly, spoke quietly. The others heard her, as they followed.
"Hey Sis. Hope he's been treating you right? And Clara? Or is she still hung up on your non-humanoid form?" A ding and the door opening, Skye whispered, "It'll take time, don't worry. She'll get there. I hope."
The Doctor was flabbergasted - since he hadn't specifically allowed Skye in. He followed with Clara confused on his heels, and saw as Skye went to the control console.
Still, quietly but still heard by all, Skye continued, as though in conversation that only she heard the other side of. "~Did he really? And does... oh, right. And what about the Van Baalen Brothers? Oh. Oh dear. I hope you knocked those two idiots into touch? Good. Oh, I spoke to Rory, he misses you a lot."
The Doctor figured it out, but Clara looked confused - she didn't know who Rory was.
"Oh, I'm sure he knows you miss him. Shame that you're locked out of New York while he's there." She looked up at The Doctor, and added, "And I'm sure Amy misses getting to play up the mother-in-law thing, to him, and just general sisterness with you... Oh, I know, they'd have had a lot of fun. Amy and Clara, loose on the time stream with a TARDIS? Oh dear."
"Are... Ar eyou talking to the TARDIS?" Clara asked, then added, "I mean, you can hear her?"
A nod.
A Hopeful look, "Could... Could you help me, talk to her? I mean... We've not exactly... gotten along. And I do, want to get along. Be.. friends.. sort of."
Skye just snorted. "That's why, Clara. The TARDIS... She's not an It. She's a person, who just... communicates telepathically with people who are open on that wavelength, well, after she was given temporary human form by a creature that does so because that's the only way a TARDIS is Vulnerable... Hush." She spoke, stroking a console at the rather alarming noises that had stuttered on for a moment. "It's over. Sorry, she doesn't like to talk about it. Change of topic. I need to get to Europe. TARDIS travel or not-"
The Doctor blinked as the doors shut and the engines started.
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She entered Colonel Phillips tent as the news started to go around the camp, and knew Steve would be here.
"Colonel." She greeted. "Interesting coincidence, the camp he's to do his show, being your camp. And Agent Carter just happening to be in the neighbourhood with Howard Stark and one of his planes." He looked up and was surprised to see her, she could see it written on his face. She waved. "Yeah, I got a friend to give me a lift here. I didn't want to miss the heckling of the crowd to get the dancers back on... and I'm convinced that Steve knew it was coming, and was looking forward to not having to do his monkey routine again. Now, I know what you're thinking. Hush, I just do. Now... ahem.," With that, she stared at the wall, then sent him a grin and left. He saw the pistol in a holster revealed as she turned fast enough to open her jacket. the holster was sized for her frame, so he figured, she knew how.
Not on him if she gets herself killed.
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"HEY, WE JUMP TOGETHER!"
Steve Startled, as did Peggy as Skye crawled out from behind some cases in her own odd ensemble that, curiously, matched his mis-matched look, and was carrying a modified rifle. One that looked well worn, and one Steve recognized.
"Skye?" Peggy asked.
Howard, however, spoke, "Wait, you're the girl who punched me at the expo!"
"For hurting Lola!" Skye spoke, though with a grin.
Peggy struggled not to laugh at that detail, though she did manage a stern look. "You shouldn't be here."
"Exactly. We're thirty seconds late to drop as of... mark." She looked at her watch and pointedly looked outside, and they saw her parachute already strapped on.
None of them anticipated her suddenly running and jumping.
Steve ran after, and followed.
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She strode calmly through the prison, the guards had given her a look, but the HYDRA brand emblazened on her back and her sharp german-accented german had gotten them to allow it. She was posing as a HYDRA Officer who'd been 'deaged' by one of the scientists' experiments. As far as she knew, no such person existed... yet.
The guards were all on the upper observation floor - and would be dealt with by Steve. She was to actually open the cells though. Most of the cells were empty - their occupants at work. The rest, soldiers of the 107th Infantry along with remnants of other units recently captured, were in a handful of cells in the middle of the open-plan floor.
"Hey look fellas, they really must be scraping the bottom of the barrel here, they've sent us a kid." Dugan spoke.
She adopted a scowl and in german-accented english, spoke, "Hey. you think you can take me, you come on out here! Oh, you can't can you! Jokes on you, Old Man!"
The others laughed. then she put on a curious look. "You know what. You angered me. You'll pay." With that, she got out some keys she filched earlier and opened the door, then put up fists and got in a mock fighting stance. the others couldn't believe it.
"You WAnt to fight Nazi's, Old Man! Come on at em!"
She threw a fake punch - actually throwing him the set of keys to unlock everyones' cuffs.
Then as the Guards started to rush from doors on her floor, she gave em a grin, pulled out a pair of handguns - smaller ones than most, the soldiers could tell - and then actually turned her back to the open cell door and started to fire.
"Well! Come on and help me fight the bastards!"
"You heard her fellas!" Dugan spoke, passing the keys to another as soon as he'd uncuffed himself, and accepted her pistol and a reload. Together they both reloaded them, then back to back, started to move covering both sides as the group left.
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She got into the second turret seat - beating the others to it, and manned the anti-personnel gun while the others continued to use the smaller rifles they'd taken. The let her, since though those were energy weapons, they still had some recoil for some reason, and it was too much for her to handle, while there was just a slight thrum felt from the turretted version.
After the group left the decimated base an hour or so later - as sun was coming up, she let one of the future Commandos take over, and sat in the back with Jacques Dernier and James Falsworth, who both proceeded to have an interesting conversation, the later knew french while Jacques' English was terrible, and Skye was fluent, she'd had years to learn several.
She told them how she ended up with Steve Rogers - and though everyone had seen him on the upper level, the part were it was her own little act that got her to the cell and then let them out, well, Falsworth half joked that it was her who broke them out, Steve was her backup.
On returning to base, Dugan, Falsworth and Dernier put themselves between her and a rather irate Agent Carter. She couldn't help chuckling - along with the laughter that broke out anyway - when Carter incredulously asked, "And What could she do, just Waltz right up to the cells and open the door?"
The look on her face when Dugan, holding his own laughter in, managed a straight face and replied, "Yep."
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The next few years passed quickly.
Peggy never liked her being in the field - though it meant Peggy got to go with a lot more, which she liked. After the first mission she joined them on, she changed her mind on that.
When Steve formed the Howling Commandos, with Bucky, Jacques Dernier, Dum Dum Dugan, James Falsworth, Gabe Jones, and Jim Morita, he didn't want Skye to join in, but he was surprised when the whole team 'voted' on it and only bucky had voted against, not knowing her skills. those two just kept their protests quiet after that.
She Settled into a more support role, working on communications with Morita, flexing her gun skills with Bucky for long range work that creeped most of them out, since neither could out shoot the other, and both were pretty good, but was willing to get up close and personal, and when she did, usually besides Dugan. And that was on purely combat stuff. Others, like infiltratrion, due her size she was often 'volunteered' for air-duct entry work, though that was because she was really good with tech.
Just because she was good though, didn't mean she was actually allowed to do the more front-line straight combat without partnering up with someone who 'overcompensated' for the differential, example, Dugan.
She also was banned from riding her own bike, ever, after the one time she did. Not because she couldn't - Steve had seen to that during the USO tours. But, because she destroyed it, ramming a tank. Then she was banned from driving, ever. That was due to sending a HYDRA Tank off a cliff, while still inside it with Gabe and Dernier, and only once it settled in the water, did she get out and had a long climb up a cliff face. even though each decision made sense at the time, the others couldn't help think she was just waiting for such opportunities.
And throughout, every time they hit a big HYDRA facility, she got to show off for the team, being able to get around and deactivate the self destruct mechanisms in various ways.
Then came a train job, unfortunately the team decided it was a two-man op - Steve and Bucky went ahead, with Morita, and Dernier on back end support. But there was a second mission in the general area, and that one they sent her to with the rest.
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The Four Howling Commandos listened intently.
"Intelligence indicates the facility is a long-term storage depot. It has a small surface level, keeping regular items such as basic armor, normal weapons, regular vehicles and so on in the surface warehouse, however, beneath the facade, is a three-level underground facility storing much more dangerous items, including the sorts of energy weapons we keep encountering at the various major facilities. Prototypes, original-run models, not production models. And lots of information they've gathered over the years.
"It is moderately guarded, regular German military on the outskirts, and HYDRA Units within the facility. Normally we would need the full team and have support of regular infantry and tank units, however we do have an ace up our sleeve. The Facility seems to be designed to act as an emergency bunker, to withstand a high level of bombing, and even chemical attacks. The underground part that we're interested in has its own air filtration and recirculation system, during an attack the facility goes on lockdown, no one in, no one out, and everyone inside are all breathing the supposedly safe oxygen stored in large tanks. Which is where our little Duct Rat comes in."
Skye rolled her eyes while Falsworth chuckled, Jones nudged her playfully and Dugan hugged her and sent the pair and Peggy disappointed looks, playing up the protective role he'd tended to take outside of missions.
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When the team finished the mission and returned to basecamp, they found a somber crowd, and upon hearing what had happened to Bucky, Skye ran off to her tent.
She knew what was to come for him. She'd wanted to be there, to stop it, timelines be damned.
Instead it was all happening again. Starting with the Scientist who would rebuild HYDRA being captured, and persuaded to talk.
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While the main strike force began their departure, she did something she hadn't done in, years. Never here, And hardly ever before being here in the 1940s.
Excepting those, she only kills in combat. Those were special circumstances, like this one.
She dosed his food with tasteless knock-out drugs, then set it up so it would appear he hung himself.
He woke briefly, and she teased him, whispering Hail Hydra, in his ear, then kicked the chair from under him. Then she left, and tried to act like nothing was wrong as she and Dugan readied their arsenal, since it was to be more straightforward combat than anything else.
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The Remaining Howling Commandos Gathered to toast, with Peggy and Phillips.
"With Hydra gone, the brass think they don't need us anymore." Was the gist of a long-winded speech Phillips began, and ended with news they'd be split off into their respective forces.
Skye though, she just laughed.
"The war's not over, Colonel. We've still got a job to do. They may not have supported the war toward the end, but we know they were still supplying the German Army with some of their technology. And I know the Russians have started to make their own inroads into capturing Hydra Cells and Technology. Allies now, but once their war is finished, I don't think we'll stay that way."
"And you suggest we try to do all that with a team of five, plus a nine year old?"
Skye grinned a little. "Six. Six and a half, including me."
She looked at Peggy and back.
Dugan agreed, "Peggy can keep pace with the best of us, with a pistol, outshoot a lot of us, and all while looking a damn sight better. And Seven." He ruffled Skye's hair to her protest, while explaining, "While there are things she can't do due to her size, the same can be said of all of us about things that she can, yet we can't, so that balances out. We're all equal."
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Skye hugged the woman as she prepared to leave Europe for the first time in a year.
"Are you sure you want to stay?"
"I'd get bored in New York, all that city living... going to school, like they could teach me anything I need that I dont already know."
Peggy chuckled, and sent Dugan a stern look. "You, look after her."
"Cross my heart, Peg. I'd die first."
Skye rolled her eyes, and patted her side-arm. "Yeah, and if you keep playing the overprotective dad role, you'll end up that way sooner. Remember, I know where you keep the booze, Mr fuelled-by-alcohol."
The gang all laughed as Dugan mock gasped.
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1946, Belarus
"You sure, Kiddo?"
"Please, I'm one of the best. Course I'm sure."
"Alright."
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Dugan, and his much-changed team met up with the three SSR agents, plus a returning Commando.
"Well if it isn't my favourite Brit! Peg!"
Dugan engulfed her in an enthusiastic hug that she returned with gusto, and the three agents accompanying her were all shocked as they realized just who it was that had been sent to back them up, along with the part were Carter knew them, well, one of them, well enough that she'd do that.
"Now, I see we've got some fresh meat." She spoke as she parted, and Dugan laughed, but pointed out the same to her. "Quite. Introductions all around, I think. Everyone, this is Jack Thompson, Rick Ramirez and Mike Li, with the Strategic Scientific Reserve."
Dugan continued, "Pleasure. I'm Timothy Dugan, but you can just call me Dum Dum, and around you you'll find Sam Sawyer, Percival Pinkerton, and Jonathan Juniper."
Rick spoke up, "You four, you're the Howling Commandos..."
"I hate that name." 'Happy Sam' grumbled.
Dugan shook his head. "There's Six of us now. Our Fifth is on Recon, Said something about a school that was worrying."
"And Number Six?" Jack asked.
Dugan looked at him blankly for a second, then slowly looked at Peggy and him. "He doesn't know?"
She just gave a sheepish look.
"What?" Jack asked, confused.
Junior Juniper started to laugh, and Dugan spoke up, "What, did you think Agent Carter was just arm candy for the Cap back in the day? Naw man. She's one of us. She never gave up her position on the team,. and if she tried, Skye would... I dunno, but it would be bad! We've had loads of close calls that were only that thanks to Peg."
"Who came up with the name?" Mike asked.
"That would be Skye."
"Skye?"
"You'll be meeting her soon enough." Pinky spoke up, only to be cut off from continuing when the entry flap into the little command post-tent was opened, and a little girl entered.
Peggy blinked, as the girl still appeared to be nine, though she knew not to say a word.
The other three agents with her all gasped, realizing several things., First, the age thing. Second, the girl was calmly carrying a heavy rifle with ease, third, the girls bared arms showed impressive muscle for a kid hence the ease. and forth, the not-at-all veiled dislike the girl was sending the three. And then the girl noticed Peggy.
"PEGGY!" She squealed, and somehow the girl was suddenly hugging Peggy tight, with her gear nicely piled in the doorway.
"...Need...Breathe..."
Skye Released her, and Peggy gave her a once over, "Please tell me that the blood isn't yours."
The girl nodded, "Nope. though you're not going to be happy with whose. or what."
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1948, Washington
Skye looked around the table, and though she recognised some faces - Peggy and Phillips represented the SSR, Stark as an associate of the SSR, and Peggy doing double duty representing the Howling Commandos along with Dugan and herself - most she didn't.
She listened intently, and started to smile slowly as she realised she was being included - very much in an active way - as a founder of SHIELD. Something that seemed to surprise quite a few people, while others apparently knew of her.
She looked about ten, which was not spoken of by any, yet if she could hazard a guess, just those she knew personally (including stark, to her annoyance) knew about that issue.
Going by that as her age when she first met the pre-serum Steve, Peggy had already worked out that she was probably (supposedly) sixteen.
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....SSKIP!
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2012
Fury looked down at the 'hibernating' soldier, and then at the ten year old stood next to him. "I'm sure he'll find it easier if you were to go in there with him."
She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I'm sure that's better than just playing the radio broadcast of a game he attended himself. like you would have without me."
"hmm." He muttered as she left, and he was left trying to contain his inner fan at being in the presence of two iconic figures of SHIELD history - one being the first super soldier, the other being an actual Founder of SHIELD, though she'd disappeared a handful of years later, only to reappear recently. if it weren't for his finding her picture in the toolbox...
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