Disclaimer: I own Deliliah and her history. Nothing more.

I followed the car.

Fury was under attack, so didn't notice me. SHIELD can be so ignorant sometimes.

I grinned; it does help to have a man on the inside. "On the inside" meaning that they're following and wreaking havoc.

Although, you think they would notice me.

I'm not exactly normal.

I have straight, brown hair with a small curl in front of each of my ears in the front of my head, a black, long braid in the middle, and white, straight, short, wind blown hair in the back. I'm wearing a light blue tank top that shows my entire stomach, a long, darker blue overcoat with short sleeves, and a pair of ripped blue jeans. I also have wings.

They didn't see most of these things, however.

The, mostly invisible, harness keeps my wings tucked out of sight, and a baseball cap hides the brown and white parts of my hair.

Still would stick out in a normal place, but this is New York. It's not a normal place.

I, unlike the multiple HYDRA agents, wasn't following the person in the car. I was following the person following the person in the car. The Winter Soldier.

Bucky.

I still remember when I met him.