[Comprehensive] First Lady

Steve charged forward.

John looked back at Holly who fell down, raised his hand, and raised his gun.

This became the last sight of John before his death.Just when Steve almost thought he couldn't catch up, when John thought he could get away with it, Holly actually took out a gun from her jacket pocket, pointed it at John's eyes, and pulled the trigger.

Gunshots rang out.

The subcutaneous titanium body armor has only two weaknesses; one, the metal conducts electricity, when a large amount of current passes through the conductor, the heartbeat stops, the brain nerves die, and the target is killed.

Second, the eyes, and the mouth.This is the only place not protected by subcutaneous titanium body armor.

Steve hugged Holly and fell on the roof of a truck passing under a bridge.

The truck came to a slow stop.The road started to get clogged because the truck was lying across the middle of the road.

Steve was on his side, holding Holly in his arms, checking to make sure she was okay as soon as the truck stopped.

"Whose blood is this?" Steve asked, wiping the blood off Holly's face in horror. "Are you hurt? Baby, are you hurt?"

Holly was still panting, holding the gun in both hands.She turned her head slowly, looking at Steve.

"Your pupils are so big." Steve frowned, hugged Holly tightly, and kissed her hair, "It's okay, Holly. It's okay. I'm here. I protect you."

Only then did Holly realize that she was trembling all over, her hands and feet were cold, and she was sweating profusely.

"What did I just do?" Holly murmured.

Steve glanced over the bridge.Peter arrived first, then Sam.Peter pins John Smith to the ground with spider silk.

"I killed someone." Holly said to herself, struggling to sit up, "I killed someone."

Steve sat on top of the truck with Holly in his arms.He looked up and saw Peter standing on the railing of the bridge.

"He's dead!" Peter yelled, to Steve and Holly, "the bullet went into his head through the eye socket!"

Steve lowered his head in surprise, looking at Holly who was trembling in his arms.

"Only, the eyes and mouth are the only places that are not protected by subcutaneous titanium body armor." Holly said, words broken.She looked up at Steve, her pupils were out of focus, and her face was pale.

"How do you know?" Steve asked.

"The stuff my parents left..." Holly replied, burying her face in Steve's chest. I'm just afraid that he will attack you from behind..."

Steve remembered what happened just now.That's right, at that time he was only focused on holding Holly, and he didn't care about John raising the gun behind his back.While being pushed off the bridge by John, Holly took out a gun and shot John in the head.

That said, Holly didn't notice at all that she was about to be pushed off the bridge.She had just woken up from a coma, and when she saw them confronting each other, she subconsciously wanted to protect him.

But how could Holly have a gun?

And when did she learn to shoot?

Steve picked Holly up and jumped off the roof of the truck.The S.H.I.E.L.D. vehicles were all around, and Sam and Ethan walked towards them.

"Is she okay?" Sam asked.Holly frowned at the frightened-looking Holly in Steve's arms.

Steve pursed his lips and shook his head. "I'll take her back first. She needs to be checked. That guy attacked the back of her neck just now. I'll leave it to you here."

Sam nodded, watching Steve continue on his way.Steve walks past Ethan.

"Wait." Ethan called to Steve, stuffing an envelope into his hand.

Steve looked at Ethan puzzled.

"Gift." Ethan raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Holly without a trace, "Go back and open it again. Thank you for your help this time. We will deal with it later, and there will be no more syndicate killers to harass you."

Steve held the envelope bag and nodded slightly. "Thank you, Agent Ethan."

"No." Ethan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.After two steps, he turned back.

Steve is holding Holly into the car.Ethan stopped their car and motioned for the driver to roll down the window.

"Don't blame her," Ethan said, leaning forward, leaning his elbows against the edge of the window, "She loves you."

Steve knew in his heart that Ethan was referring to Holly's accidental murder. "I know. I don't blame her. It was an accident. There can be accidents in any battle. This is not a movie. Everyone always has a happy ending."

"Then you should also understand that you need to have a good talk." Ethan smiled and put on his sunglasses, "You are the captain, you can solve it. We believe in you."

Ethan is gone.

Steve knew that S.H.I.E.L.D. and the imf would handle the next part.He can safely take Holly home.

Steve first took Holly back to S.H.I.E.L.D. for an inspection.The results of the examination were fine, and the bruises on the back of the neck would heal in about a week; as for the excessive shock, it would depend on Steve's company.

Holly remained silent all the way, choosing to nod or shake her head in the face of the question.Others thought she was traumatized, but Steve felt that Holly was thinking about something.

After the checkup, Steve walked up to Holly and knelt down.

"Honey, we're going home, okay?"

Holly sat on the hospital bed, lowered her head, and nodded slightly.

There's really something wrong with such a quiet reaction.Steve thought worriedly.Holly like this made Steve feel like she was a glass doll, transparent and fragile.

The next day, they drove home.

"...I'm sorry." Steve apologized.while parking.

Holly came back to her senses. "What?" She looked at Steve in confusion.

Steve hangs his head, hands on the steering wheel. "I heard from Ethan. You were discovered by Syndicate again because you dated me and attracted the attention of Hydra. All this is my fault."

Holly frowned in astonishment. "What are you talking about? That's not it. Don't beat yourself up, Steve, I need you to comfort me right now, and I don't have the strength to comfort you."

Steve turned his head and looked at Holly with pain and guilt in his eyes.

Holly relented.She kissed Steve on the cheek, and said softly, "Let's go upstairs and discuss it, okay? The car is too stuffy and it's easy to affect emotions."

Steve got out of the car and opened the door for Holly.They went upstairs holding hands.

Steve stared at Holly's profile as he went upstairs; for a moment, Steve realized that he was still that young guy from Brooklyn who lost all of his sanity when things happened to him.

So he needs Bucky.He needs Tony, he needs Natasha, he needs Sam, he needs other teammates.

So he loves Holly.

It's a wonderful thing to find out that you're still human, too, Steve thought, with mixed emotions inside.In comparison, Holly seems to be stronger than him.It was she who supported him to move on, and it was she who gently supported his weakness.

Everyone said, Steve, you are the captain, you are a superhero; however, at this moment, Steve wanted to say that Holly is his captain.Holly is his superhero.

"How did you know you could hit John in the eye?" Steve asked.When Holly opened the door.

"How did you know there was a truck under the bridge?" Holly asked.Push open the iron door.

Steve froze.Of course, he couldn't have expected that a truck of just the right height would pass under the bridge.He just reflexively wanted to protect Holly.

Holly smiled slightly. "Same thing, Steve," she said, walking across the living room and into the room.

Holly did not come out after entering the room.Steve was a little worried, so he took a look and found Holly holding a sketchbook and doodling.Steve thought that Holly probably wanted to be alone to calm down, so she didn't bother and tidied up outside.Too many things have happened recently, he and Holly are busy with work, and the house is in a mess.Just beside the entrance, there were three big boxes of luggage that Holly had no time to unpack.

About three hours later, Holly walked out of the room.

Steve heard footsteps and didn't look back.He is doing it, although he can only simply fry meat, fried eggs, and boiled vegetables.

Holly looked at Steve's back in the apron and hugged Steve from behind.

"Would you hate me...?" Holly asked softly.

Steve frowned. "No, of course not. Are you saying that because of John Smith?"

Holly took a deep breath. "I killed two people, Steve. In the car. I didn't want to be taken away by them, and I was afraid they would threaten me with Wanda and Pietro. I knew they wanted me alive, but, they would hurt Won. Da or Pietro, they don't care if it will cause a war between mutants and humans, anyway, I don't dare to procrastinate at the safe house..."

Holly spoke incoherently.Steve recalled the situation at the time. When he first arrived at the scene, the car carrying Holly skidded inexplicably.They shot the tires and drivers of other vehicles.He originally thought that the car skidded because it was attacked by people from S.H.I.E.L.D. or IMF.

Steve put the knife down, washed his hands, turned, and stroked Holly's face gently.

"Are you attack driving?"

Holly turned her face away, biting her lower lip. "I'm not sure that I can beat John Smith, so I just want to cause trouble for him and delay the time until S.H.I.E.L.D. sends someone to rescue me."

Steve raised an eyebrow.

"Then you are bold enough, my dear. You are not sure of beating Smith, but you are sure of attack driving?"

"They look at me like they look at ants. Most people don't think that when they pinch ants, they will be bitten by ants, right? Some ants are very poisonous."

Holly put her arms around Steve's waist and pressed her cheek against Steve's chest, rubbing gently like a small animal.

"I'm very good at escaping, and I'm very good at lowering the enemy's vigilance. Don't you realize that you are always easy to forget that I am 16 years old, and I can cross the ocean alone, hide in New York, and successfully find a cousin I have never met? I I have lived with a mercenary and a killer for so many years, so I can't justify some strange skills."

Steve thought for a while, then nodded, "Well, that makes sense."

Holly was taken aback, raised her face, and opened her eyes wide, "You talk like me!"

"No, I just suddenly discovered that this phrase can really be used widely." Steve said, half-jokingly, "Ordinary is your protective color. I fell for it."

"And I didn't intend to give you any chance to escape." Holly raised her eyebrows.

Steve smiled, thinking that he wasn't going to give Holly any chance of escaping.