She was in one of the HYDRA labs they'd taken down a few months ago but this time she was strapped onto the slab. A man emerged from the shadows. It was Steve. He'd grown a beard. His face was stony, a look she knew all too well. He'd been wiped.
'Steve.' She called out. He came towards her, spinning a knife between his first two fingers and thumb. 'Steve it's me. Please wake up.' Steve drove the knife into her shoulder and she cried out in pain. 'Stop, please, Steve.'
'I'm not your precious Steve.' he growled in her face. He pulled the knife out sharply and she groaned
'Wake up. Please, Steve. Stop this.' He dragged the knife through her stomach and she cried out again, tears running down her face. 'Steve, come back.' He raised the knife again. 'Come back, I love you. Come back.' He faltered and something changing in his baby blue eyes. He stepped back and dropped the knife, staring at his hands. He went to unstrap her from the metal table, cutting her bonds with only his strength. The loud crack of a gunshot sliced through the air and Steve dropped dead.
