Steve stormed into Fury's office.
"You just can't stop yourself from lying can you," Steve said marching over to his desk.
"Agent Romanoff and Shylow had different missions than yours." Fury replied not bothering to turn around. He was looking out over the city.
"Which you didn't feel obligated to share." Steve stood in front of his desk. He needed answers he was done with being kept in the dark.
"I'm not obligated to do anything." Fury said still not turning around. It was getting on Steve's nerves. Why didn't he care?
"Those hostages could have died, Nick," Steve said. Fury turned around at that statement.
"I sent the greatest soldier in history to make sure nothing happened to them." He said setting both his hands on his desk.
"Soldiers trust each other. That's what makes it an army." Steve snapped back. "Not a bunch of guys running around shooting guns."
"Last time I trusted someone I lost an eye. Look, I didn't want you doing anything you weren't conferrable with. Agent Romanoff is comfortable with everything. I sent Agent Shylow to ensure that your mission wasn't compromised." Fury said glaring at him.
"I can't lead a mission when the people I'm leading have missions of their own," Steve said.
"It's called compartmentalization nobody spills the secrets because nobody knows them all," Fury replied.
"Except you, and all those agents that watch Agent Shylow's sideshow," Steve said noticing her name on some of the papers on his desk.
"Agent Shylow's interrogations are not my call, and I do share I'm nice like that. Just not on things like this." Fury said dropping the file in the drawer and locking it.
Jennifer was sitting in her room at S.H.I.E.L.D. when she got a call from Secretary Pierce. She walked into the large office. He had floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the city.
"Have a seat Agent Shylow." He said looking out the windows.
"With all due respect sir, I prefer to stand." Pierce turned around and stared coldly at her.
"Agent I won't ask again sit." Jennifer took a seat her mussels tensing. Something wasn't right about this. She had never met Secretary Pierce but had heard of him. Being the Secretary and all, it was hard not to hear about him.
"What did you know about Batroc?" He leaned over his desk staring down at her. Jennifer fought the urge to fidget under his intense gaze. Trapped she felt trapped under his gaze.
"You're going to have to be more specific. I was on the jet the entire time except when the team requested help. I engaged with a hostile and was knocked out. You should ask Captain Rogers he would know more than me. He was the one that let Batroc get away." Jennifer smiled up at him.
"Oh, I read his report; there was no call for you to assist them. So why did you leave the ship? According to Agent Rumlow, Batroc gave you that bump after he said something to you. What did he say to you?" He wasn't yelling at her, but his body language was clearly hostel. Jennifer got up to walk out of the room.
"I wasn't done with you Agent Shylow." Jennifer whipped her head around darkening her eyes letting out a breath. The large room filled with smoke blocking out the light from the windows.
"No Sir, we are done," she hissed at him.
"You will always be the monster that Barton pulled out of that room." Jennifer smiled darkly at him.
"Maybe so but remember you're the one that chose to use me." With that, Jennifer walked out of the room and the darkness slowly disappeared.
Steve walked around the museum. Having an exhibit about himself was still very strange. He had seen it before when it was first built. He found that whenever he didn't know what to do, he would come and walked around. Looking at the pictures of his old friends and the life he had lived. What Fury had shown him had really thrown him off. Project Insight was designed to take out threats before they happened. Steve shook his head was this the world he had fought so hard to save. One that would mistake freedom for fear. Fury had been right; they had made the hard choices before he went under, but it was for those that couldn't protect themselves. Fury said Steve needed to change the way he looked at the world. Not looking at it the way it should be but the way it is. Steve shook his head walking past a picture of his parents. His mom had always said he was a glass half full type of person. Steve wondered if this new world would allow him to stay that way. In the past two years, he had done his part of learning this new world. But that didn't change the fact that he wished every night that he would wake up and this would all be just a bad dream. However, every morning he would get up trapped here in this time.
Steve was pulled from his thought by a kid in the crowd that recognized him. He held his finger up to his lip signaling for him to keep it a secret. The kid gave a small nod before running off in the direction his parents went. Steve walked to the back of the exhibit where one of the videos played. Peggy's face flashed on the screen. She had given an interview a few years after he had gone into the ice. Steve closed his eyes her voice haunting him. He knew he didn't make the wrong decision, but it felt like he did every time he went and saw her. She had been there for him when he failed Bucky. "It wasn't your fault." That was what she had said to him. Well here he was alone with no one left, and that was his fault.