Chapter 51
Coulson and Hill’s eyes widened as they read the report of the results of comparing Sydney’s genetic code for the fifth time in Fury’s office.
“How can this be true, sir? It’s not even possible!” Maria exclaimed looking up at Fury. “The results confirms that she has the DNA of the four of them, which means she came completely from them! This is anatomically not possible!”
“Honestly? I expect anything from them by now.” he sighed while pinching the bridge of his nose. “I don’t think they have the word impossible in their book.”
“The genetic code could only match like this if it was between first degree relatives.” Coulson stated still looking in shock. “Which means that agent Sydney is their granddaughter. Their children married each other. Why am I not surprised?”
“You know what that means?” Maria said looking up at them.
“She didn’t lie. She is an Avenger from the future.” Fury answered with another sigh. “She couldn’t possibly have any intention in harming us in any way.”
“And her partner must be another Avenger, then. Another descendant.” Coulson added.
“I wonder whose descendant.” Maria murmured quietly.
“That doesn’t matter right now.” Fury stated firmly. “These two came to our time for a reason. A reason considers our future. They came here to protect it.”
“So?”
“So, obviously we should help them with it. Instead of fighting them. That is if Agent Hunter managed to come back.”
***
Everyone watched with held breaths as Steve finally settled down and seemed to be breathing normally again. They sagged in relief and tried to calm their still racing hearts.
“God, what is happening to them there?” Clint muttered nervously.
“They must have fallen in Holdstein’s hands.” Castiel announced grimly. “Only him will dare to try to remove Steve from history, but I am guessing that Dean and Tony didn’t let that happen.”
“Where is the fuck past me in the middle of all of this?” Bucky snapped while he was still staring at Steve nervously. “How did I let that happen?”
“You don’t remember?” Thor asked in confusion.
“No, just fragments then and there. I can’t even tell which memory happened first.”
Castiel sighed and sat on an armchair and rubbed his face with his hands tiredly.
“Cas?” Sam called out carefully.
“Yes, Sam?” Castiel looked up at him and Sam was struck by how exhausted he looked.
“Are we going to talk about the results Bruce and Charlie found?” Natasha asked the question Sam couldn’t bring himself to ask.
“What? About Sydney apparently being the result of the union between Dean and I’s child with Steve and Tony’s child? I am still trying to wrap my head around the fact that we will actually have children of our own.” Castiel deadpanned looking way too calm for this.
“How are you so calm about this?” Clint asked in confusion.
“I expect anything by now. If a fire breathing dragon came out of the fridge any second now I still will not be rattled much.” Castiel just shrugged.
Sam couldn’t really blame him. This wasn’t really the strangest thing they came across.
“I am going to be an uncle someday.” Bucky wondered with a smile, taking all of this easily.
That seemed to make the others relax about the idea and took it in.
“I will be the best uncle in Midgard.” Thor grinned enthusiastically. “No one can compete with me.”
“Let’s hope that the kids will inherit more from Cas and Steve, and would stay away from Dean and Tony’s nasty genes.” Clint commented with a grimace.
“Let’s just focus on bringing the other parents back.” Natasha rolled her eyes. “I am pretty sure that Castiel and Steve needs them to actually bring those rugrats.”
Castiel watched as they all rushed to get back to their work and he trailed his eyes back to Steve’s now still form.
Him and Dean will have a family. They will have a child. A child that will fall in love with Steve and Tony’s child. And they will have Sydney. Sydney who will be brave and stubborn enough to take a mission that she knew that she might never come back from just to save her world and her family.
The future is certainly looking up.
And he wasn’t planning to let that future slip from between his fingers.
He will not let anything or anyone take that away from him.
***
Holdstein got up slowly on his feet and he stood there, looking at the scattered bodies on the floor. Steve was free from the cylinder and was also unconscious.
“Fuck.” He growled in anger as his eyes trailed over the room. He pressed a button in his jacket to stop the device that decreases his heart beats when he lose consciousness, so he would look dead. He turned to check on his machines. “Everything is alright.” then he pulled out a communication device from his pocket. “This is General Holdstein, initiate plan B.” he looked around and grabbed his shattered belt from the floor. “Dammit, that crazy little shit ruined all of the controllers. No more teleport.”
He felt an overwhelming rage but he ignored it and leaned down to grab Tony and drag him towards a chair in the corner of the room. The chair was huge with wires attached to it and looked like an electric chair. He threw Tony on it, tied him to it and attached the wires to his body.
“I told you that you are going to die, Iron Man.” Holdstein muttered viciously as he attached Tony to the execution chair. “It’s not a normal electric chair as you will soon find out, when pure energy run through your body that no human can handle. Your body will turn a few seconds into a pile of dust. How ironic. A pile of dust is all going to be left off the great Tony Stark.”
“I don’t think he will appreciate that. He doesn’t like dust.” A firm voice came from behind him.
Holdstein turned fast and tensed when his eyes landed on Dean, who stood up heavily while pointing his gun at his head. “Now, be a gentleman and free him like a good boy.”
Holdstein took a step back carefully. “How did you woke up so soon?”
“I am full of surprises.” Dean smirked even though he was making a legendary effort to stay on his feet and not stumble while the whole room seemed to be rotating in front his eyes. “Didn’t you hear me? Free him or I will blow your brain to bits.”
Holdstein gripped the small lever in the chair Tony was strapped on. “I wonder if you will actually dare to do it.”
“Would you really like to test that?
Holdstein gripped the lever tighter. “Why not? It will be fun. You shoot me, and I will destroy your little friend here.”
“You can’t. I will kill you before you do.”
“Wrong, pea brain. Even if you shot me in the head, my hand will drag the lever when I fall, and pure energy will flow through these wires and right into your friend’s body and turn him to dust.”
Dean’s eyes trailed over the wires Holdstein mentioned. “You are trying to play me.”
“Play you? Why would I even try? If you haven’t noticed, you are not really as smart as them. You can’t keep up with them or with me. You only think about shooting stuff and killing things. Nothing more.”
Dean’s brows furrowed as his eyes scanned the wires again, at the same time a small groan escaped Sydney’s lips when she started to wake up.
“Come on!” Holdstein shouted viciously. “Make your choice. Are you going to throw your gun or I drag the lever?”
Dean seemed to think for a few seconds before he straightened up. “You are going to drag it anyway.”
“What do you mean?”
Dean raised his gun fast. “It means I made my choice, Asshole.”
The moment he said those words, he shot his gun and Holdstein dragged the lever down.