Author's Note: So here is the first chapter of the Civil War storyline. I've finally made it and I can definitely say that Peter will be here in two chapters. So the chapter after next. So excited!

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Avengers Facility

Location: Upstate New York

2016

"Why can't I go to the meeting?" Emma demanded as she walked alongside Steve who was headed to the living room area of the facility. Apparently there was an urgent meeting being set up there by Tony. After the incident in Wakanda a couple of days earlier, the Secretary of State decided to drop in for a visit although Emma was sure that Secretary Ross wasn't just there to be friendly. No, this meeting seemed to be something very urgent that Secretary Ross wanted to address now rather than later.

It had been a year since the events of Ultron and Emma was now fifteen years old. She had been living with the good guys now for around two years since they'd rescued her from that Hydra base. It had been a long and tiring journey for Emma but she really thought she'd made a lot of progress in those two years. Her nightmares still occurred regularly and even more so since the witch made her relive them. Speaking of the witch… Emma had been livid to find out that the Avengers had accepted Wanda Maximoff onto their team with open arms. Steve prepared her for the encounter between her and the witch after he had picked her up from Clint's house. On the way to the Avengers' Facility that day, he had explained to her everything that had transpired since the Avengers went to Seoul. Apparently Stark had created yet another lifeform which was an android named Vision. That bit of information took Emma a while to process and even more so when she came face to face with the magenta colored android. Emma decided early on that she didn't like Vision. He didn't understand personal space and asked the most intrusive of questions. When Vision flew through one of the walls in her bedroom one day, she threatened to find a way to kill him and use the "pretty little gem" on his forehead as the center piece for a necklace. After that Vision never entered her room again.

The next piece of information that Steve had explained to her on the way home was the matter of Wanda Maximoff. The Witch. It was no secret how much Emma despised the Sokovian girl after what she had shown her. Steve told Emma to forgive the witch for her previous mistakes since she had since defected to their side and she had also lost her twin brother but Emma wasn't the forgiving sort. Once you crossed Emma, there was no chance of redemption in her eyes. What the witch had shown her was unforgivable and Emma hated the fact that there was someone out there who knew everything about her. Steve managed to convince her not to harm or kill the witch but that didn't stop Emma from glaring at the brunette in hatred and supplying her with one threat… a threat which would be the only words she ever spoke to the older girl. 'Don't get in my way and don't talk to me. If you tell anyone about what you saw then you're a dead little witch.' It was needless to say that Wanda didn't speak to her after that… only giving her sad looks that were filled with pity. Emma sincerely wanted to punch the look off her face but she resisted. Steve would be so disappointed.

"Because Ross doesn't even know that you exist and I'd like to keep it that way." Steve told her solemnly. "The guy doesn't have the strongest stomach when it comes to enhanced individuals. Bruce is evidence of that."

"I live here too, you know. I have just as much of a right to hear what's going on in that meeting." Emma replied with a frustrated tone. "Ross doesn't scare me."

"I don't want him to try and take you away from me." Steve explained. Emma realized that the look in his eyes was of fear. He was scared.

"He won't. I just hate being in the dark about everything." Emma said as she locked eyes with him. They had since paused in the hallway, knowing that this was a conversation that they needed to have now rather than later. "I didn't even know you guys went to Wakanda to apprehend Rumlow until I found out that you didn't even get him… he escaped so he's still out there somewhere."

"I'm sorry, Emma. I shouldn't have let him go… it was my fault. I got too distracted." Steve admitted, feeling guilty about letting Rumlow out of his sight. Emma just shook her head.

"Steve, it's fine. At least this will give me the chance to kill him myself." Emma told him which didn't give Steve any comfort. He groaned.

"See, this is why you can't go to meetings. If Ross heard you something like that he'd try and find a reason to take you away. The guy's obsessed with containing anyone who's enhanced in anyway." Steve told her honestly. "You'd just be giving him one more reason to take you."

"As if I'd let him take me." Emma said, scoffing.

"Emma, whatever Ross wants to talk about is serious. I don't need to worry about him finding out who you really are. He already knows that the Viper Assassin is somewhere in the facility. It wouldn't take a genius to put two and two together." Steve replied. "As soon as the meeting's over I promise that I'll tell you everything." Emma just rolled her eyes before she crossed her arms.

"Whatever. I just can't believe that the witch is allowed to go and I'm not." She grumbled. "I'm the one who's been here the longest after all."

"Her name is Wanda and don't pout. Go to your room and study or something." Steve told her. "The meeting would most likely bore you anyways. It's probably just a bunch of politics."

"Fine, but I'm not happy about this." Emma told him, her tone stern but Steve just smiled at her.

"I know you aren't." She huffed before she stalked off to her room within the facility. The day she turned eighteen could not come sooner. Hopefully by then people would start to take her seriously. It was seriously sad at how little she scared people now. Emma was starting to wonder if she was beginning to lose her touch.

Emma laid sprawled out on her bed, doing as she was told as she began to study. Homeschooling was going as well as it could but Emma remained incredibly bored as she studied certain subjects. While some things like English fascinated her, subjects like history, math, and science all incredibly bored her since she had already gone over all of that with Hydra. Emma couldn't wait until she didn't have to keep up this normal façade like Steve wanted. The day she turned eighteen would be the day she would resume back to her world of fighting and start her try at avenging. Emma had only been able to use the suit Stark made for her once before Steve made her promise that she wouldn't use it again until he told her it was okay. Apparently he hadn't forgotten that she disobeyed him and left Bruce back on the Quinjet while she entered the Salvage Yard back when they were trying to stop Ultron. Emma thought that Steve might've been slightly overeacting but oh well…

"McConaughey, can you tell me what they're talking about in that meeting, right now?" Emma asked her AI system as she skimmed over an educational article on her tablet. Since Jarvis had been destroyed and reprogrammed into Vision or whatever, Tony had decided to install McConaughey into the facility as the facility's main AI system. Tony kept his own personal AI System, Friday, in his own Iron Man suits. He said that he liked McConaughey because McConaughey was unique but Emma just thought that Tony loved the way the others reacted to McConaughey's voice.

"I'm sorry, Miss Rogers, but I can't divulge that information at this time. Mr. Stark has restricted any access to the proceedings of the meeting." McConaughey told her and Emma groaned.

"God, he can be really inconvenient sometimes." Emma muttered.

"Yes, Mr. Stark does have an eccentric way of doing things." Emma smirked. If there's one thing that Emma loved about McConaughey it was the fact that he always seemed to agree with her. Emma wondered if Tony programmed him to be so agreeable.

"Well, I guess I'll just go back to studying even though it's beneath me." She said begrudgingly.

"Have fun with that, Miss Rogers." Emma just shook her head in amusement at McConaughey. She thought that his sarcasm was the most amusing thing about him. An AI system who had a knack for sarcasm… who knew?

Emma had probably spent over two hours inside her room as she waited for the meeting to end so that Steve could fill her in on what had happened. In that time she had ceased her studying since she already knew most of what some of the textbooks covered. Emma then decided to read another one of her books. She had recently started reading Gone with the Wind which was very much a romance novel but it had a lot of war in it so that made up for all the stupid romance bits in it. Emma had to admit that even though the main character Scarlett O'Hara was a little annoying, she also liked the fact that she wasn't a perfect character. Scarlett was selfish just like the rest of the human race and all the people who despised her were just too stubborn to admit that. Emma had just turned the page in the book when she heard Steve walking around outside her bedroom door.

"Come in." She announced before Steve had even opened her door. She knew it was him from the sound of his footsteps as well as the smell of the aftershave he used. Steve opened the door and when he didn't say anything Emma looked up from her book. She was about to ask him about the meeting when she noticed the grim expression on his face. Emma frowned.

"What's going on?" She immediately asked. "Did something happen at the meeting?" Steve shook his head.

"It's not about the meeting." Emma was taken back by the tears flooding Steve's eyes as he gazed at her. She set her book down and moved into a sitting position. Steve slowly crossed the room and perched himself on the edge of the bed.

"I don't understand." She said in a state of confusion. "Then what is it?"

"It's your grandmother." Steve said in a grave tone. Emma got a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach and she immediately knew what had happened. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together. "She passed away this afternoon." There was a long pause of silence between them as Emma tried to process what Steve was telling her. She wasn't sure how she felt about this new situation. A part of her was devastated that her grandmother had passed away… especially since she had only just got her back. Another part of her was relieved because she knew her grandmother had really been suffering these past couple of years.

"How did she die?" Emma asked quietly, her voice a soft whisper.

"They said she passed away in her sleep." Steve answered and Emma nodded slowly.

"That's good. At least she didn't suffer." Emma replied.

"They're sending her body back to London. There's going be a funeral service there in a couple of days." Steve told her and Emma swallowed, her throat feeling exceptionally dry. She glanced over at the pictures that littered the shelves on the walls of her room. She saw the picture that her grandmother had given her of her parent's wedding day but she also saw the picture Steve had given her… it was a picture from when he knew her grandmother as a beautiful and brave young woman. She was beautful and even as an elderly woman, Peggy had still looked beautiful to Emma.

"Are we going?" Emma asked, causing Steve to nod in response.

"Yes, we'll leave in the morning. It'll be a long flight." Steve said in response. Emma looked down at her hands quietly.

"Okay." Steve raised his eyebrows at her empty sounding response.

"Okay? Just okay?" He asked, sounding a bit bewildered by her reaction. "Are you not upset? Don't you feel the slightest bit sad?" He demanded to know and Emma could tell that this wasn't about her. His eyes were a bit wild as he analyzed her voice. Emma knew that Steve was incredibly hurt by her grandmother's death. This was about so much more than her reaction to Peggy's death.

"Of course I'm upset." She told him, her eyes narrowed. "I only just got her back… she was the only thing that I had left of my life before Hydra. How could I not be upset?"

"Then how do you not know show it?" Steve asked, looking very interested in knowing how she hid her emotions so well. Emma sighed.

"It's called compartmentalization, Steve. I just set the feelings aside and deal with them when I have time to be alone." She admitted honestly.

"You shouldn't deal with your feelings alone. It's not healthy. Don't you remember why I sent you to Sam so that you could visit the VA?" Emma shook her head.

"This is different… I'm upset that she died but I think it's something I have to come to terms with on my own." Emma confessed. "I have to realize that my life before Hydra is truly gone and I also need to realize that my life in the hands of Hydra is also over. It's been hard but I just have to accept that and I'm the only person that can make myself do so."

"I just want you to know that you don't have to do this on your own." Steve replied and Emma just gave him a sad smile.

"You don't have to do this on your own either." She said, locking eyes with him. "I know that you still loved her even if you stopped being in love with her."

"Emma, that's not true I-"

"Oh, please, Steve." Emma interupted him whilst rolling her eyes. "I'm not some kid with divorced parents. I understand that you had a life apart from her the moment you woke up from the ice and she had long since moved on from you. I'm not going to start bawling my eyes out just because you two went your separate ways. I know that you really cared for her though."

"I do… or I did." Steve admitted. Peggy's death was still fresh in his mind and it was odd trying to come to terms with the fact that they were now in a world where Peggy Carter didn't exist anymore. Emma bit her lip nervously as she decided to try something new that she had never done before. She slowly wrapped her arms around Steve, embracing him in a hug. She looked around the room awkwardly as she rested her head against his shoulder. It felt very uncomfortable to her but Emma knew that this was what Steve needed and she would do anything for him. Steve smiled at her in amusement as Emma tried to bring him some comfort. He was a bit surprised that she had intiated the hug since she really hated being touched by anyone… even him at times.

"I'm sorry that she died." Emma whispered, trying to be of use. Steve softly caressed a strand of her golden blonde hair before pushing it behind her ear. They were going to be okay. Peggy was gone but they would make it through this. They just had to.

"I am too."

"So the meeting was something about a bunch of accords?" Emma asked Steve and Sam. Her eyebrows were furrowed in confusion as she listened to what they were telling her. Emma, Steve, and Sam were currently flying in one of Stark's private jets to London where the funeral service was taking place. Since the flight was so long they had thought now would be a great time to discuss what had happened in the meeting. She was just thankful to talk about anything other than her grandmother's death. The proceedings of the meeting was a welcomed distraction from the sadness she felt.

"The Sokovia Accords has been penned by the United Nations and approved by 117 countries according to Ross." Sam explained. "In these documents the accords state that the Avengers won't be a private organization anymore."

"What does that mean? They want to recruit new members themselves or something?" Emma inquired. She never completely understood politics even though she was forced by Hydra to learn about them. Emma only understood bloodshed and war… politics wasn't really her forte.

"It means that the UN will be pulling all the strings. We would only be allowed to go on missions if they deemed it necessary." Steve replied with a dark look in his eyes. Emma's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at them.

"That's bullshit!" Emma exclaimed. Steve gave her a pointed look but she just rolled her eyes before continuing. "I'm sorry but it's true. What does a bunch of people sitting on their asses all day know about missions? They want to give us missions and then take other ones away whenever they feel like it?" She ranted almost hysterically as a certain amount of fear entered her eyes. "No… they can't do that. What if they want us to do something we don't like? That's just not… that's not what the Avengers are. It's the exact same thing as Hydra." She looked back up at them, a haunted look on her face as she continued to speak.

"Hydra made me do terrible things. They blackmailed me by using my father as leverage. How different is this from Hydra? They'll be in control just like Hydra was… they'll control us just like Hydra did." She shook her head furiously. "This is them trying to prevent conflicts before they occur. It's the exact same thing Hydra did with Project Insight and it's the exact same thing Stark did with Ultron… Look at how all those turned out."

"Tony's supporting the accords. He's already signed them." Steve told her and Emma snorted.

"Of course he is. How typical of him." Emma retorted. "He never learns, does he? He's just trading one disaster in for another. These accords are just going to end up being another Ultron. Stark being controlled by the government? Yeah, we'll see just how long that lasts."

"He feels guilty." Sam said and Emma turned to look at him. "There was a lot of civilian casualties in Sokovia. I think Tony thinks that this will make up for that." Emma looked between them, a serious look on her face as she crossed her arms.

"Nothing can make up for that. You can wipe the red out of your ledger as much as you want but nothing can resurrect all those dead people. I would know that better than anyone else." Emma said darkly. "There's always going to casualties in war hence why it's called a war. People are always going to die because there's always going to be some evil asshole out there that wants to ruin everything. There's going to be casualties and that's sad and very tragic but that's life. If we don't go out there and stop this evil… this darkness, that always seems to encompass this planet we live on, then more people will die and there will be even more casualties."

"I just wonder how many people are going to have to die for everyone to see that." Emma remarked sadly as she finished her little speech. Steve and Sam exchanged looks as they watched a conflicted looking Emma.

"We agree with you, kid." Sam said after a moment of silence. "It's the others that don't seem to see it that way."

"Who's going to sign?" She asked quietly.

"Well, Stark signed them already but we think that there's a good chance that Vision and Rhodes will sign too." Steve told her and she nodded.

"What about Natasha?" Emma questioned.

"Who knows whatever's going on in Romanoff's head but she seemed to be siding with Tony." Sam replied. Emma raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Wow, the world really is ending." Emma mumbled before she looked at Steve. "And the witch?" Steve shook his head at her. He couldn't believe how much of a grudge Emma could hold over Wanda. He knew what Wanda must've shown her was bad but Emma told him not to worry about it. She just said that Wanda showed her a memory of when she had been injected with the serum. Emma made it clear that she didn't want to say much more and he figured she was telling the truth. Why wouldn't the injections be a fear of hers? It made perfect sense. Still… Steve just wished that Emma would be more friendly towards Wanda or at least not give the brunette a death glare everytime she saw her.

"I don't really know what Wanda's feeling these days. A lot of guilt and confliction probably." Emma just nodded as she took in that piece of information.

"Something feels wrong… I can feel it around me." Emma said softly as she looked at the ground, refusing to meet their eyes. "Hydra taught me a lot of things but they didn't teach me that… it's instinctual."

"Everything is going to be fine, Emma." Steve told her reassuringly and Emma looked back up at him, a doubtful look on her face.

"Then why does it feel like a war's brewing?"

The funeral was jam packed with people, Emma noticed, although that didn't really surprise her. Her grandmother must've touched a lot of different people's lives. She was a hero and a founder of Shield before the agency crumbled. Emma was only regretful that she had been forced to work for an organization that ruined something her grandmother had created. She smiled softly because she realized just how loved her grandmother had been. It was a good feeling. Emma was sitting in between Steve and Sam. Susan was even there, sitting on the other side of Steve, although she seemed more visably emotional than the rest of them. It made a lot more sense to Emma. Susan's grandfather and Peggy had been best friends. Tears streamed down Susan's face as she sat there and Emma watched Steve hand Susan a hankerchief, placing his hand over hers in comfort. How interesting…

"And now, I would like to invite Sharon Carter to come up and saw a few words." The minister announced. Susan sniffled and Emma genuinely felt bad for her. She had become quite close with the dark haired woman since the following year. Whenever Steve and Emma were in D.C. visiting Peggy they would always invite Susan along for the ride. It was seldom that Susan actually joined them since she still lived in San Francisco but Emma still liked Susan's company. Susan, Darcy, and Natasha turned out to be the only three people that didn't still treat her like she was a child. Emma liked anyone who didn't treat her that way.

Emma watched as a tall blonde woman walked up to the podium. She was a bit curious to see some of her extended family. Emma knew that she wouldn't exactly be able to interact with a lot of them seeing as how they probably still thought she was dead but Emma was still interested in getting a glimpse of them from afar. She had seen a brunette man and woman earlier on in the service and she deduced that they were most likely her aunt and uncle. Emma had seen pictures of them in her grandmother's room at the nursing home and listened as Peggy told her stories about them and her father. Benson Carter and Emily Forrester. Emma wondered if she was perhaps named after Emily.

"Margaret Carter was known to most as a founder of Shield…" Sharon said as she began her speech. "But I just knew her as Aunt Peggy." Emma noticed curiously at the way the woman locked eyes with Steve and wondered how he knew her. She didn't think she had ever seen Sharon come to the nursing home before.

"She had a photograph in her office." Sharon smiled as she remembered the photograph. "Aunt Peggy standing next to JFK. As a kid that was pretty cool but it was a lot to live up to." The blonde woman gave Steve a pointed look before she continued. "Which is why I never told anyone we were related."

"I asked her once how she managed to master diplomacy and espionage in a time when no one wanted to see a woman succeed at either." Sharon said thoughtfully. Emma started to listen very carefully as Sharon shared Peggy's wisdom with the room. "She said, compromise where you can. But where you can't, don't. Even if everyone is telling you that something wrong is something right. Even if the whole world is telling you to move, it is your duty to plant yourself like a tree…" Sharon said strongly and Emma couldn't help but relate those words to the current predictament they were all facing. "Look them in the eye and say "No, you move."

Emma swallowed, feeling a lot more emotional than she had before. Tears were prickling her eyes as she struggled to blink them away, trying not cry in public. Her grandmother was so incredibly strong and powerful yet she didn't need to be as enhanced as Emma or as cold as Natasha. She was strong and powerful on her own. There was nothing fake about her. Emma could only hope that she didn't have to pretend to be that tough… not when her grandmother had been that tough just on her own. Everyone gave Sharon a polite round of applause as she walked away from the podium… including Emma. Emma was proud of the woman her grandmother had been.

"So I guess you're my cousin, huh?" Emma whipped her head around at the voice and was met with the sight of Sharon Carter standing before her. Her eyes widened in surprise as the blonde woman gave her a knowing smile. The funeral service had ended a little while ago and Steve told her that he wanted to stay behind for a bit. Emma decided that he needed to be alone for a little bit so she walked out into the main corridor of the large church.

"Excuse me?" Emma inquired as she eyed the woman suspiciously but Sharon didn't look fazed one bit.

"I know who you are, Emma. Peggy told me about you… I'll admit I thought she was just being a little delirious when she said that you were alive but Maria Hill confirmed it." Sharon told her honestly and Emma crossed her arms.

"I thought that was classified information. Why's Hill going around telling everyone my life story." Emma retorted.

"Before Shield fell, Hill and I worked together. I was an agent there but now I work for the CIA." Sharon said. "She thought I might like to know that my dead cousin wasn't really dead after all." Emma smirked at her.

"So you traded in agencies?" Emma asked rhetorically and Sharon just shrugged.

"I guess you could say that." Sharon answered, her expression then softened as she continued to look at Emma. "I am glad to see that you're alive. When my parents told me what happened in Oklahoma, I was devastated. I was only in highschool and my Uncle Steven and Aunt Margot were my favorite Uncle and Aunt. You were also my favorite cousin."

"You don't remember me, do you?" Sharon asked sadly causing Emma to shake her head.

"No, I'm sorry." Emma told her, a bit bummed out that she couldn't remember whatever Sharon wanted her too. She barely remembered her parents from that time as it was. She doubted she remembered anything about Sharon.

"I used to spend summers out on that farm with you guys." Sharon went on to say and Emma listened to her quietly. "Those were the best times of my life. It was away from the city and all the people… It was so quiet that I could actually hear myself think for once." Sharon locked eyes with Emma.

"I remember when you were born." She told her and Emma felt her breath hitch. "You weighed eight pounds, five ounces… a big thing. I was only thirteen at the time and I'd never held a baby before but the minute your mother handed you to me, I knew that you were special." Sharon smiled at the memory as the tears prickled her eyes. "You looked up at me with these big eyes and then what did you do? You laughed… you actually laughed. They say babies can't laugh when they're born but you did."

"You have no idea how happy I am to know that you're still here." Sharon finished as a lone tear streamed down her face. Emma could feel tears flooding her eyes as well as she stared at Sharon. The older woman then suddenly embraced Emma and she grunted from the surprise of it all. Usually she would push someone away if they hugged her like that… unless they were Steve. Emma, however, couldn't find it in herself to push Sharon away. She awkwardly patted Sharon's pack instead as she tried to comfort the older woman. They were family after all, weren't they?

"I'm glad that I'm still here too, Sharon." Emma told her before they pulled away from each other. Emma then looked down at her hands sadly, suddenly finding herself unable to meet Sharon's eyes. "You probably know about the Hydra thing too then." She was surprised when Sharon made the bold move to lift her chin up, forcing Emma to lock eyes with her cousin.

"I don't care about that, Emma. I'm just glad to have you back." Sharon told her fiercely. "I'm only annoyed that Maria waited until the last minute to tell me." She paused as she stepped back from Emma before continuing. "What happened with Hydra is in the past. It's over now. It's not like you had a choice anyways. Technically… I was working for Hydra as well. Shield was never just Shield. Everything that Aunt Peggy had built was tainted by the very evil she sought to destroy."

"Every system is corrupt." Emma told the sad woman quietly. "My grandmother did what she thought was right and that's all anyone can hope to do but nothing lasts forever. There's always someone trying to ruin it all. It was only a matter of time before Hydra sunk it's claws into Shield and it didn't take them long but it was good while it lasted… or so I've been told."

"You're incredibly smart for your age." Sharon told her and Emma smiled.

"I have to be."

Emma was relaxing in a small café inside the hotel they were all staying in. She sat across from Sharon and Sam who were talking about God knows what. Emma didn't really know. The moment the two shared a strange look with each other, Emma plugged her headphones in and started listening to the iPod Darcy had given her almost two years ago. The fifteen year old now had a Stark phone but she loved the iPod too much to part ways with it. Call her sentimental. The real reason she started listening to music was to block Sam and Sharon out. She was already feeling like enough of a third wheel on this trip while in the company of Steve and Susan, she didn't need to feel that way with Sam and Sharon as well. Emma bobbed her head along to the song 'Mr. Know-It-All' by Young the Giant when a notification popped up on her screen, alerting her that Steve had just sent her a text message.

Steve: Just arrived at the hotel w/ Susan.

Emma smirked at the text as she read it before she quickly responded with a text on her own.

Emma: Ew. Don't want 2 know the details.

It only took a minute before he responded.

Steve: How do you even know to say something like that? I'm having a long talk w/ Sam & Nat.

Emma just snickered to herself as she read the last text but she didn't make any move to respond. She just sat there looking at the screen as she played a game on her phone. Emma was incredibly bored so she just played the game to kill some time. She considered video games childish and boring but Emma wasn't about to sit there as a third wheel bored out of her mind on Sam and Sharon's little date. Emma was about five minutes into round two of her game as another notification popped up on her screen but this time it wasn't a text message. It was a breaking news notification from CNN. Emma's eyes widened in shock when she read the title of the news article. 'Breaking New: The Winter Soldier bombs UN Complex in Vienna, Austria. 12 dead. 70 injured.'

Emma gasped in surprise as she continued to read the article that had limited information so early on but still managed to contan information linking her father to the crime. It had been three years since Emma had last seen him… two years since he sent the Avengers the flashdrive leading them to her location. Emma had grown up a lot since then… probably changed a lot too. From what Emma had heard about him before he defected from Hydra, it sounded like he might've even been doing okay. He saved Steve from the Potomic river and he had also sent the Avengers to her rescue. However, Emma was no fool. She knew what her father was capable of despite the clean image Steve happened to have of him. Still… a part of Emma didn't want to believe that this was him. Emma didn't care whether or not he had bombed the UN. If he bombed the UN then it meant that he wasn't well and he needed help. Her father could do all sorts of bad things but Emma would always love him and she would always come back for him. She would kill for him… in fact, she had already killed for him in the past. There wasn't anything Emma wouldn't do for him. Without any hesitation Emma immediately shoved her phone in Sam's face, interupting whatever conversation he and Sharon were having. Sam seemed annoyed at first but the look soon faded when he saw what was on her phone. Sharon read the article as well and the smile dropped from her face.

"We need to get Steve." Sam stated, a grim expression on his face. He looked between Emma and Sharon. "Emma, take Sharon to your and Steve's room. Turn on the television. We need to get all the information we can." Emma nodded quickly before getting up from the table. They couldn't waste anytime.

"Of course." Emma replied before she started heading in the opposite direction, Sharon following closely behind her as the blonde woman began to take out her phone. She worked for the CIA and was most likely going to try and get more information on the situation. Emma felt sick to her stomach as she walked back to her and Steve's room. She had wished over and over again that she would have the chance to see her father again… to be reunited with him as father and daughter. It was starting to look like Emma's wish was slowly becoming true but not in the way she had dreamed.

"A bomb hidden in a news van ripped through the UN building in Vienna." A British news anchorman said as they all watched the news back in the hotel room. Sharon was talking in the background on her phone as she tried to get more details on the situation. Emma carefully watched Steve's facial expression as he looked at the television screen with a stoic expression on his face. Emma didn't think he had ever seen him look so tense before. She glanced back at Sam and Susan who also looked to be on edge, Sam a little more than Susan.

"More than seventy people have been injured." The anchorman continued to say. "At least twelve are dead includng Wakanda's King T'Chaka. Officials have released a video of a suspect who they have identified as James Buchanan Barnes." Emma's breathing hitched as she saw the image of her father on screen. There was no doubt in her mind that the person in the video looked just like him but Emma couldn't help but feel like there was something off about this entire thing. Why would her father launch a political attack if he no longer did Hydra's bidding? What would be the point. PTSD? No, that couldn't be it. This a whole lot bigger than that. It just had to be.

"The Winter Soldier." The anchorman clarified. "The infamous Hydra agent linked to numerous acts of terrorism and political asassinations alongside his former companion the Viper Assassin. The Viper Assassin, whose identity remains classified, was granted immunity two years ago when she reportedly defected to the Avengers' side of the opposition. There is no evidence linking the Viper Assassin to the bombing. The former Hydra agent turned Avengers' ally has not been spotted since she accompanied the Avengers on a mission last year off the coast of Africa but she is not a suspect in the bombing." Emma shifted uncomfortably as the anchorman talked about her. So she knew the exact cover story that they had used for her. It was nice to know that she wasn't suspected of being a terrorist anymore even if she technically used to be one when Hydra had her.

"I have to go to work." Sharon stated as she looked at the screen. Steve just nodded and the blonde woman left to go back to her room. Probably to pack or something Emma suspected. Sharon gave Emma a comforting smile as she left the room. They were all silent as she left and didn't resume talking until the door shut. Emma understood why. It was true that Sharon was an obvious friend of theirs but she also worked for the CIA.

"What are we going to do?" Sam asked, the first one to break the silence.

"We have to go get him, of course." Emma said without any hesitation. There wasn't any doubt in her mind about whether or not to go get her father. Nothing was going to stop her from bringing him back to her now that she knew where he was.

"We need a plan." Steve said next. "We don't even know where he is." Emma just shook her head.

"So we go to Vienna and figure out where he is from there. It's that simple." Emma said.

"No, we need to find out more information." Steve disagreed. "We can't just go aimlessly looking around for him."

"It won't be that aimless. If he was in Vienna then he couldn't be far." Emma told him and Steve gave her an incredulous look.

"You actually think that he did it?" Steve asked, bewildered that Emma could think that Bucky would such a thing. Emma just gave him a stoic expression as she crossed her arms.

"I don't care whether he did it or not. It doesn't matter." Emma deadpanned. "What we need to do is find him and worry about the rest later. We can't let anyone else get their hands on him. They'll just use this as an excuse to kill him on sight."

"How could you think he did it?" Steve questioned, looking disappointed in her. Emma ignored the pang in her chest from his disappointed look and gave him a serious look. She needed to say this now before things got any more out of hand.

"You need to wake up, Steve." Emma told him boldly. "The Bucky you know isn't the same one anymore. I know the real Bucky. I know my father and what he's capable of." She paused as she looked away for a moment. "He might not have done it but if he did then it means that he's not in the right state of mind. I get that the situation is kind of fishy but you need to understand that there's a possibility that he might've done it." She glanced back up at him as she continued. "I don't want you being shocked or surprised when you realize that he's different then what you remember."

"I understand." Steve relented before glancing over at the others. "Okay, we should head over to Vienna until we can find out more."

"I see that you've finally decided to listen to me." Emma said smugly before Steve gave her a pointed look.

"You're not going." He told her and Emma groaned in frustration as she rolled her eyes at him.

"Not this again."

"This is too dangerous." Steve continued. "I can't let you get involved. I have a feeling that the others might not agree with this… we might have to go against them on this one." Emma sighed.

"When will you realize that I don't care about any of that." Emma responded. "I just want to help my father." Steve felt an odd sensation in his chest when she said that. He'd actually been having that feeling several times whenever Emma had called Bucky her father. Could it be… Jealousy?

"You don't like politics, Emma." Steve told her solemnly. "That's what this is. This is all about politics. It's not going to be as simple as a rescue mission."

"Why did Stark have to fuck everything up so much!?" Emma said angrily to herself. Steve glared at her.

"Watch your mouth." Emma just rolled her eyes at him again.

"This isn't the time for you to get all 1940s' on me, Steve." Emma sighed tiredly as she bit her lip before locking eyes with him. "You can't expect me to wait here alone while you're out there looking for him."

"I don't…" Steve trailed off before continuing. "Because I sending you back to the compound."

"What? Why?!" Emma demanded.

"I don't what you with me in case things go south which they most likely will." Emma narrowed her eyes at him.

"I'm not going back to the compound while my father is somewhere out there." Emma hissed. It was awkward for a couple of minutes as the grandfather and granddaughter stared intently at each other, identical glares on their faces and their jaws clenched. Susan swallowed nervously as she cleared her throat, causing the others to look at her.

"Maybe we could compromise." She suggested and Sam raised an eyebrow at her.

"How do you suggest we do that?" He challenged.

"Well… a flight back to the states might be really exhausting for Emma right now so maybe we could all go to Vienna." Susan said but quickly continued when she saw that Steve was about to protest. "Emma and I could stay behind in a hotel room while the two of you go out and do whatever you need to do. You could text Emma details whenever you can and when you get Bucky we can all meet up at a specific location later on."

"I can't ask you to do any of that, Susan. You don't have to be involved in this." Steve told her softly but Susan shook her head with a determined look in her eyes.

"I've already involved myself in this the moment I met you, Steve. I know what I'm getting myself into." She replied with a small smile. "Besides… this isn't my first time seeing a bit of action. I've had one hell of a year, believe me."

"Well, it's settled then." Emma told Steve and Sam with a smug expression. "I'm going to Vienna."

"You're not leaving that hotel room though." Steve told her sternly but Emma didn't appear that bothered as she shrugged at him.

"Well, a compromise is a compromise." Emma smirked. "I'll just let you guys do all of the hard work."

This was it, Emma thought. She was finally going to see her father after being away from him for so long. A surge of excitement went through her and she was just happy to be able to see him again. She didn't care what he did because she knew that it wasn't really him even if he did do what they accusing him of doing. She would forgive her father like always because he was her father and she was his daughter. That was just how they worked. Emma desperately hoped that no one would get in the way of them like Hydra used to. She wasn't so mindlessly controlled by anyone that she would let that happen again. Emma found herself comforted by the thought of soon being in her father's presence again. She sincerely hoped for Stark's sake that him and his stupid politics didn't get in her way. He would regret it if they did.