Almost a year has pass since Steve and Millie had awoken from the ice and adjusted to their new life from their old one. But they adjusted to their new lives;
Later in the early morning, A man went jogging, as he jogs along the bridge, not that far behind him, a man with a tight white shirt, slacks and sneakers ran pass him. "On your left." Steve said, then a woman with long dark brown hair, red seams in her bang, tied into a ponytail, wore a black sports bra, tight yoga pants and sneakers ran right pass the man, "On your right." Millie said, the man jogging was confused; the sun was almost up as the man jogs pass building with the pillars in front of it. The Rogers Siblings ran pass him again,"On your left." Steve said, "On your right." Millie said. "Uh-huh, on my left and right, got it." the man said, getting it, sort of. As it reaches noon, the man jogs pass the gigantic water pool, the siblings ran to him, "Don't say it, don't you say it." the man tells them, "On your left." Steve said. "On your right." Millie said ans they ran right pass him. "Come on!" the man shouts, trying to caught up with them. But they were long gone.
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The man laid against a tree, panting, "Need a medic?" Steve calls out to him as he and his sister walk up to him, "I need a new set of lungs. You two just ran thirteenth miles in thirteenth minutes." he tell them, "Guess we got a late start." Steve states, placing his hands on his hips, Millie giggles and cross her arms. "Really, you should be ashamed of yourself, you should take another lap, did you just take it, I assume you just took it." he jokes, "What unit were you with?" Millie asks him. "58th Para rescue. But now I'm working down at the V.A." he tells them, the held out his hand for help, "Sam Wilson." he introduce himself.
"Steve Rogers." Steve helps him onto his feet, "Millie Rogers." she held out her hand to him. Sam shook her hand when Steve let go of his hand. "I kinda put that together. It must be strange coming home after the defrosting thing." he states when Millie took back her hand. She looks around at her new world. "Takes some getting use to." she answers. "Well see you around Sam." Steve tells him then they both turn and started to walk away. "It your beds, right?" he calls out to them, they both turn and look at him, "What?" Steve asks him. "It's your beds, they're took soft. When I was over there, I would sleep on the ground, rocks for pillows, like for cave man. When I'm home, laying in my bed, it's like. . ." Sam started. "Laying on a marshmallow?" they both answers, he looks at them, "Like I'm going to sink right to the floor." Millie adds. Sam just chuckles, "How long?" Steve asks him, "Two tours. You two must of miss the good old day." he cross his arms. Steve looks around, "Things aren't so bad, food is better, we use to boil everything, no polios is good, internet, so helpful. Been reading that a lot." Steve tells him as Millie place her hand on her hip, shifting her weight a bit.
"Marvin Grey, 1972, trouble man soundtrack. Everything you missed, jammed into one album." he tells the two, Steve took out a small notebook and writes it down, Millie looks over his shoulders, seeing if he wrote it down right. "I'll put it one the list." Steve tells him. Then Millie's cell went off, as Steve place his notepad away, she pulls it out of her pocket and looks at the message; 'Mission Alert. Extraction Imminent. Meet me at the curb :)'. she sighs, "Well Sam, love to stay and chat some more, but duty calls." she tells him, placing her phone away. "Thanks for the run." she shook his hand, "If that's what you want to call running." she adds, Sam looks at her, feeling insulted. "Oh, is that how it is?" he questions her. "Ohh, that's how it is." Steve he tells him, they all chuckle. "Okay." he tells her, as she took back his hand, they both turn to walk away.
"Anything you both want to stop by the V.A. to make me look awesome in front of the girl at the front desk, just let me know." he offers them, Steve and Millie walk backwards, "We'll keep it in mind." Steve promise him as the black cobra pulls out next to the curb. The window was rolled down and there was Natasha. "Hey fellas, any of you know where the Missonion is, I'm here to pick up some fossils." she jokes, Millie rolls her eyes and they both walk up to the car, "That's hilarious." Steve throws out, Millie opens the car and hops into the back and Steve sat up front. Sam kneels down, looking at Natasha, "How you doing?" he flits, "Hey." she flirts back at him.
Steve looks over at him and Millie leans forward a bit, "Can't run everywhere." Steve tells him, "No you can't." Sam answers, then Steve rolls up his window and Natasha drove off.
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Indian Ocean
Lat: 16N 55' 12.06* Long: 72N 56' 7.09*
It was night as the Qin-jet flew over the ocean, S.T.R.I.K.E. force lead by Steve and his second in Command, Millie, both dress in S.H.E.I.L.D. uniform as they debriefed by Rumlow. "Target is a mobile satellite lunch platform, the Lumarnen Star. They were setting their last play load when Pirates took them, 93 minutes ago." he tells them, "Any other Mass?" Steve asks him, "Billion in a half." he answers, "Why so steep?" Millie questions, with her arms cross. "Because it's S.H.E.I.L.D's." he answers her, she sighs. "So it's not off course, it's trespassing." she states and the Rogers eyes Natasha. "I'm sure they have a good reason." she states, "Yeah, Millie and I are getting tired of being Fury's janitor." Steve tells her. "Relax, it's not that complicated." she tells them, Millie looks away from her, Steve did the same thing, "That's what you always say." Millie mumbles.
"How many pirates?" Steve asks him, "25, they're top mercs, lead by Joinh Bactra." he shows them the picture of the man. "Next D.G.S.C, action division. He's at the top inter-poles's red notice, before the French demobilized, he had 30 killed missions, this guy's got a rep for high casualties." he informs them. "Hostages, most techs. One officer, Jasper Sitwel. In the gally." he tells him, Millie nods and checks her equipment, "What's Sitwel doing on a lost ship?" Steve questions, "Sightseeing perhaps, I hear the Indian ocean is lovey this time of year." Millie smirks, Steve chuckles, not believing just joked about something. "Stark is definitely rubbing off on you." he tells her, she shrugs. And checks her ammo packs as Steve checks his gauntlets. "Alright, Millie and I are going to sweep the decks and backtrac. Nat, you kill the engines and wait for instructions." Steve orders. "Rumlow, you sweep left, find the hostages, get them to the life pods, get them out." Millie orders. "S.T.R.I.K.E, you heard the Captain and Sollertis. Gear up." Rumlow orders them as the Sibling walk to the back.
"Secure channel Seven." Steve said over the comm, Millie checks her's in her ear. "I'm good." she tells him, walking over to her weaponry, "Channel Seven secure. So did you and Millie do anything fun Saturday night?" Natasha asks them. "Well, all the guys from our barber shop are dead, so no not really." Steve tells her, she smiles at him. "Coming up on the drop zone, Cap." the pilot tells them, Millie pulls on her gauntlets and she hits the release button, making the back open. The two them walk to the ramp. "You know Steve, in you ask Kelly out, she would probably say yes." Natasha tells him as he clips on his helmet, "That's why I don't ask." he tells her. "Too say or too scared?" she asks him, "To busy." Steve answers and he and Millie jump out if the Jet. Rumlone walks up to Natasha, "Did they just jump out, without a parashoot?" he asks her, Natasha shook her head at him.
Steve and Millie give for the ship, as it came into view, they then dive into the water, staying quiet as possible when they climb up the anchor chain, they then jump onto the ship, dispatching all the Pirates on the ship. Steve would throw his shield and Millie would place them into a deep sleep. They then reach a small squadron of men, Millie pulls out her dagger and threw it at other one close to the wall and Steve dispatch the other two, the one with a dagger embedded into his shoulder. He then looks up at the fire alarm and went to pull it, but Millie grips his wrist, slams it against the wall and held a dagger against his throat. "I wouldn't." she warns him, he glares at her then she knees him in the gut and socks him in his face, and lowers him to the ground.
"Mills, come on." Steve whispers to her and they continue on, Steve and Millie reach the back and took care of the last few, Millie pulls out her gun with the silencer on it and fire at the man, one bullet for each one. Steve throw his Shield at them and pulls his it back on his arm. Millie then walks up to him and nods they then heard a gun cock and a man shouted at them in French, but then was taken out as Rumlone landed. The two turn to him. "Thanks." Steve said to him, "Yeah, you two look pretty helpless without me." he said, taking off his harness. The rest then landed as well, Steve pulls his shield onto his back and they all started heading to their positions. "What about the nurse that lives across the hall from you and Millie, she seems kinda nice." Natasha starts, Millie smiles a little, unaware that Rumlone was looking at her.
"Secure the Engine room, then find my brother a date." Millie order her. "I'm multitasking." Natasha tells her and jumps over the ledge. "What about you, Sollertis, ever think about dating someone?" Rumlow asks her, she looks at him and shook her head. "No, I think I'm better off not dating, I did that once and he's dead." she tells him and walks off, following Steve. "You really don't want to let go do you?" he asks her, "No, I can't." she tells him. Steve looks at his sister, knowing she was still hurting from what happened 70 years ago. They then took off, close but out of sight from the bridge. Steve fires a listening chip to the window, listening in on the conversation happening.
Millie touches her ear peace, toning into the conversation, "Can you make out what they're saying?" Steve asks her, "Almost, Yeah. One is saying he doesn't like waiting, Bactra is telling him to call Durand. He wants the ship ready to move when the ransom come." she whispers to him, Steve nods and they lean a bit over looking over at the bridge. "Natasha, what's your status?" Steve asks over the comm, "Status Natasha." Steve asks again, "Hang on." she said over the comm. Steve looks up at Millie. "Give her a min, she's got it." she tells him, he sighs, looking away and shaking his head. "You spent way too much time with her and Clint." he adds, she smiles and light bumps her knee into his shield. "Hey, they have their moments." she giggles, he shook his head, loving his sister.
She nods a bit, knowing she was right about that. "Engine room secured." Natasha said over the comm. He looks up at Millie and she nods at him and turns to his comm, "On my mark, three, two, one." them, they then heard the gun fire over the comms. Millie place her fingertip to the ear comm, "The man tells him no one is answering, that no one is responding." Millie warns him and Steve stood up. "We better hurry." Steve tells her and they both came out of hiding and Steve through his shield at the glass window, killing the man, but Bartroc dodges the shield just in time. Steve jumps into the room first and was kick in the chest, making him stumble back a bit and ran off as Millie jumps into the room. "Damn." she mumbles and ran after him, Steve pulls his shield out of the wall and follows after her.
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Millie reaches outside and saw that Bartroc was gone, "Damn." she mumbles, banging her hand against the bar. "Hostages in root to extraction. Romanoff miss the rondavo point, Sollertis. Hostiles still in play." Rumlow informs her as Steve ran out next to her. They both walk down the steps and stood on the platform. "Nat, where the hell are you?" Millie calls over her, Steve the ran over to her, shoves her out of the way and blocks Bartrco's kick, Millie stumbles and falls flat on her front. She then props herself onto her elbows and shook off the suddenness.
She then pulls herself up, turns and looks at the two the fought. She then ran over, socking him in the face, making him stumble and then kicks his feet out from under him, Bartroc pulls himself back up and then flips away from them, Steve and Millie stood tall and look at him. "Are you two more then a shield?" he asks them in french. Steve exchanges looks with Millie, they both look at him, Steve place his shield onto his back. Millie removes her gauntlets from her arms and toss them to the side, Steve then removes his helmet and Millie removes her weapons and ammo, tossing them next to her gauntlets. "Lets see." Steve answers him and they all took a fighting stance.
Bartroc charges at them, Steve blocks every attack thrown at them. Steve then makes his head against his, making him stumble back, Steve the bents a bit, Millie rolls over his beck and shield, she then kicks him in the face, making him stumble back, she then turns her back to him and as he charges at her but she back flips of the ground and kicks in face again, Millie turns to him glaring steps back away from him, Steve stood straight and looks at Bartroc, as he groans and stood up. Millie held her arm out to the side, her equipment flies back at her and places itself back onto her body in their right places. Bartroc was going to charge at her, but Steve charges at him, and rams him to the door, busting it off it's hinges, and Steve knocks him out as Millie walks through the door.
"Well this is awkward." Natasha calls out, The Rogers Sibling look over at her. Seeing that she was hacking into the computers. "What are you going?" Steve asks her, both of them walking over to her. "Backing up the hard drive, it's a good habit to get into." she tells him, "Rumlow needed your help, what are you doing?" Millie asks her. "Have a crush, Millie?" Natasha asks her, "Don't turn this to me and answer the question." Millie cross her arms. Steve then looks at the screen. "You're saving S.H.E.I.L.D Intel." Steve answers, "Whatever I can get my hands on." she tells her, "Our mission was to save hostages." Millie states, running her hand through her hair, "No that was your mission." she said, the transfer completed and took out the drive and smiles at Steve. "And you've done a beautiful job." she tells him.
Natasha went to walk away, but Steve grips her arm, "You just jeopardize this whole operation." Steve warns her, "I think that's overstating things." she tells him. Millie sighs, face palming. Then they all heard glass shuffle, they turn and saw Bartroc get up and throw a bomb at them, running for it, Steve pulls his shield out, smacking the bomb away from him, he then grips Millie's waist with his shield arm and Natasha with his other arm, he the jumps onto the table, Natasha shoots at the window Steve the jumps through the glass, as the bomb went off. Steve held Millie close to him as she hid her face into her hands, making sure that the glass wasn't getting into her face.
They then crawl back and press their backs against the wall, Millie laid against Steve as he looks out and saw no trace of Bartroc and leans against the wall, holding Millie close, "Alright, that one's on me." Natasha admits, Steve glares over at her and swung Millie's arm over his shoulder. "Ya damn right." he agrees with her, then stood up, pulling Millie along with him, she groan a little as he helps her walk out, Natasha laid there, bangs her head lightly against the wall, know she screw up, big time and not just on the mission.