Steve crept quietly into the facility. He slid his back against the wall, sinking into the shadows. He looked around for any of the guards that might get in his way. He crept down the hallway looked around then stood up and walked into the server room.

"Hey! You're not supposed to be here!" A man said standing right in front of him, who was clearly about to leave the room. "Yeah, tell me about it" Steve smiled right before knocking the man unconscious. Everyone in the room rushed at him, he grabbed one of the man's helmets and threw it. Crashing into the console destroying the panic button he spotted. He easily took out the guards pressing one of the buttons he killed the lights to the sector 3 and strode past into the right cell block.

He casually walked into the octagonal room. Sam turned to face him from inside the cell "You son of a bitch..." he said smiling. "Miss me?" Steve asked, "Not in the slightest," he said sarcastically pressing his back to the farthest wall of the cell. Steve clenched his fist and smashed the glass, causing only a small dent "Geezus what's this stuff made out of?" he said punching it again.

He hit it three more times before it shattered then ripped the metal bars off. Sam strode forwards and clapped Steve on the shoulder, before walking past him and out into the room. "What that's all I get?" Steve asked holding his hands up as if expecting something better. "Oh shut up," Sam said "Gear is down the hall to the left," Steve said throwing him a gun, Sam nodded and left the room.

He went for Clint next, He smashed the glass. Clint turned and saw Steve, his face lighting up as he leapt off the bed and pressed his back against the wall. Steve shattered the glass and ripped the bars off. "Steve! How nice of you to join us" he said striding forwards out of the containment cell. But he looked over to the right "Wanda" he almost ran to the glass others of the glass.

Steve furrowed his brow and followed, Clint was crouched on the floor speaking to her. Wanda looked the worst out of all of them, she lay on the floor restrained by a straight jacket, a red blinking collar strapped around her neck. Her unkempt hair lay around her, her eyes stared at a spot on the ground, dark bags shading her hazel eyes.

"Wanda, look who's here… It's Steve, he's come to take us home" Clint said placing his hand on the glass. "Clint…" He looked up from the floor "What happened to her?" he asked Clint's fist on the glass clenched into a fist. "Shock collar" was all he said "Could you, ah… help break the glass on Scott's unit?" Steve asked distractedly, Clint nodded picking up a metal bar from the ground and walking to the other side of the room.

Steve smashed the glass and pulled the bars off all the while Wanda didn't take her eyes off the spot on the floor. He walked in and crouched down to where she was laying. He reached out to undo the straps when she flinched. Tremendous guilt erupted inside him, "Wanda, I'm going to take the jacket off now" he said with no response.

He pulled the straps off and helped her out of the jacket and then tossed it away like a disgusting spider. "I'm going to take the collar off now," he said moving to take it off even still she flinched. He pinched the larger blinking part, crushed it, and pulled it away from her skin.

"Wanda…" He said looking at the horribly bruised spot on her neck. "Steve, everyone's ready!" Sam said holding a large bag. "Wanda can you hear me?" he asked but it was Sam who's responded "She's been unresponsive for days" Steve shook his head and sighed then scooped her into his arms. She was so light it was scary. He looked at the rest of the team, Scott looked up while holding a napkin to his bleeding lip, "Captain! Great to see ya" he said a little groggy and swaying so Clint had to stop him from falling over. "Let's get out of here," Clint said.