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Zemo could see a change in Bucky's demeanor. His eyes seemed colder and his stance was that of a man whose mission was death.
Speaking in Russian, Zemo looked to the Winter Soldier. "Soldier?" He wanted to know for certain Bucky was no longer standing before him.
"Ready to comply." The Winter Soldier responded.
"Mission report. December 16, 1991." Zemo demanded.
Steve and Sam began to slow their speed when they were just outside the chamber. Red emergency lights flashed all around them, as they continued forward. Many of Ross' agents were slumped across the floor, all of which were knocked out cold.
"Help me." Zemo cried, attempting to sound injured. "Help me." He pleaded once more.
Steve wasn't buying it. This man, whoever he was, had wanted Bucky to lose himself. Steve was certain he'd wanted the Winter Soldier. He just didn't know why. Ripping him from the ground, Steve shoved him against the nearby wall.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Steve asked, forcefully.
Zemo grimaced from the impact. "To see an empire fall."
Sam, who had been checking for pulses of those knocked out, finally entered the room. Catching each of them off guard, the Winter Soldier barged in, taking a swing at Sam who ducked just in time. Grabbing Sam by the jaw, he threw him across the room, causing him to slam against the pod Bucky had been confined in.
Steve, turning his attention to the fight, moved to strike at the Winter Soldier. His first hit was directed at the chest but the Winter Soldier acted unaffected. He attacked Steve with aggression, ready to kill and his first hit had Steve stumbling out of the chamber.
The Winter Soldier continued his assault; throwing constant blows at Steve, which he was managing to block. However, it forced the fight to move toward the elevator, until the Winter Soldier punched through the solid doors with his metal arm. Again, he punched at Steve, who caught the blow, but the Winter Soldier's arm overpowered Steve, throwing him beyond the doors, before crashing down the elevator shaft. Not wasting any time, the Winter Soldier moved on, leaving Steve far below.
Coming too, Sam attempted to lift his head. His vision was still a little blurry before he blinked several times. Glancing down the hall, Sam noticed Zemo, who was looking beyond the busted elevator doors.
"Hey!" Sam yelled, causing Zemo to take off running beyond Sam's line of sight.
Immediately, Sam stood to take off after him. If there was one thing he was gonna do, it was try and find the son of a bitch who caused this…
Steve, who was at the bottom of the shaft, let out a grunt. He winced from the pain of the fall, rising to his feet. Looking up, he reached for the cables of the shaft, trying to consider what the Winter's Soldiers next move would be. Making his ascent, Steve played over every detail he remembered during his intel on the Winter Soldier(He'd read through countless Hydra files over the last two years hoping something would help Steve find him). How would he escape, Steve thought to himself. The chopper, Steve realized, remembering his pilot experience. He'll go for the hangar if he can. Still climbing up, Steve hoped Nat or Tony could stop him. Maybe Furia could even snap Bucky out of it. But if not, then he knew where to find him….
Agent Ross, still in the control room, knew Bucky had breached the east wing. He was making his way toward them but none of his agents could seem to stop him.
"Evac all civilians. Get me a perimeter around the building, and gunships in the air." Agent Ross said over radio.
"Please tell me you brought a suit." Nat asked as she walked beside Tony, headed toward a main corridor.
"Sure did. It's a lovely Tom Ford, three-piece, two-button. I'm an active-duty non-combatant." Tony's hands were tied and his voice expressed his frustration to that.
Furia rolled her eyes. "Sounds like the Accords keep you under their thumb then huh?" She said snarkily. Tony remained silent. The Accords had caused him to lose some control but he believed it was for the better. Even if a situation like this made him question otherwise.
Furia followed close behind them the two, as her heart raced inside her chest. Getting Bucky back wouldn't be easy. She'd entered his mind so many times, Furia had fully experienced the Winter Soldier's rage and fury through Bucky's memories. He was simply a machine and it would take a lot more than a kiss for her to find Bucky in that head of his.
She knew she could do it. Hell, she'd vibe every inch of his mind until Bucky had control of it again. But it wouldn't be instant. Hydra had warped it so deeply that once The Winter Soldier took control, Bucky had to be forced back. Furia just hoped that with Natasha and Tony's help, they could detain him long enough for her to do it.
The obvious thing would be to ice him, and she would. Still, Bucky's arm was a rare and enhanced form of Titanium Alloy and could shatter her ice just as quickly as the Black Panther had back in Bucharest. And if she froze him entirely she risked his life. Unlike Furia, Bucky's body had not been made to withstand the temperatures her ice created for long and she wouldn't risk it. Not for a second.
"Follow me." Sharon said, running passed the three of them.
Nat looked to Furia. "Any chance you can bring Bucky out of this?"
"I'll need some time." Furia admitted.
"Then let's give it to her." Natasha said, heading a different direction then Tony. "Come on, we've got to come at him from every side."
Furia followed Natasha, wishing she had her Ipod. She always vibed better with it then without.
The Winter Soldier stalked through the hall, taking down agents with effortless ease. Tony, took cover behind a pillar before Nat could be heard over his earpiece. "We're in position."
Sitting out of The Winter Shoulder's sight, Furia closed her eyes.
Bucky. She said, entering his mind. Furia flinched. This mind was twisted. She could see the face of a young man before the Winter Soldier, coming up behind him, grabbed the young man before slitting his throat. She could see the Winter Soldier pointing his gun at a man crawling across the pavement before shooting him in the back of his head. Wherever she looked Furia saw a memory of death, but in the mind of this mad man, she could not find Bucky.
Having taken down another guard, the Winter Soldier grabbed for the Agent's weapon, ready to fire it.
He shook his head, distracted by Furia's digging, giving Tony time to move in. Tapping his wrist watch, an Iron Man glove quickly formed over his hand. He rushed toward the Winter Soldier, blasting a stun burst his way. The Winter Soldier stumbled back but suspected Tony's second blast, which he quickly dodged.
Now pointing the gun at Tony, who placed the glove over the barrel, the Winter shoulder fired the weapon. Though the bullet was deflected, Tony's eyes grew large from surprise, realizing just how far Bucky was gone.
Stop
Furia yelled in his mind digging her way deeper. James, where are you? She was begging at that point and made no attempt to hide it.
Every thought she came across was vile. It was nothing like the mind of the man she loved. James. She said again but could not find him. If she had the ability to manipulate his mind, Bucky would already be there but she couldn't. She could only dig. Dig until a fragment of who James Barnes was emerged.
Tony, having pulled the gun barrel loose, was immediately smacked out of the Winter Soldiers way. With his gun rendered useless, Sharon moved toward him, throwing every punch and kick at him she could, as Natasha quickly followed behind.
The Winter Soldier threw Sharon across the room like a feather. She had been no match for someone so enhanced, leaving Natasha to face him alone.
A quick and quite elaborate maneuver had Natasha straddling the Winter Soldier's shoulders while she used her elbow like a battering ram against his head. After several blows, he slammed her against a nearby table, and began to choke her.
"You could at least recognize me." She croaked as her face turned red from his grip.
"James stop!" Furia cried. She'd been up against a neary pillar but wouldn't let him keep hurting people.
With a hard blast of icy snow, the Winter Soldier lost his grip of Natasha flying back. Come on James, I need you to fight this.
She pushed through his mind with everything she had, freezing him to the ground by his feet.
Suddenly, Furia drew in a breath. The memory that had been quicker than a blink wasn't the Winter Soldier's as he shook his head disoriented. It was her. She was smiling. Likely at him. Furia had seen herself in his mind and that had filled her with hope.
Closing her eyes she attempted to pull Bucky back. But it had only taken the Winter Soldier half a second to break through the ice and with Furia distracted and tentatively digging through his brain, he rushed her with sheer aggravation. Grabbing her by the throat he lifted her from the ground as she struggled for air unexpectedly.
"Get outta my head." He hissed.
For a moment, there was a tug in the Winter Soldier's mind. Like the one that had pulled at the back of Bucky's mind before taking over. Though, this one was filled with immediate remorse. A shame so deep the Winter Soldier lost his grip and stumbled back. Furia dropped to the ground gasping for the sweet air she'd taken for granted.
The Winter Soldier looked at Furia with tremendous consternation. His hands were pressed against his knees as he remained slouched over. He was losing composure and hadn't expected T'Challa's assault that sent him flying backward onto his ass.
The Winter Soldier was quick to get back on his feet. As the two rushed one another, their fight was well matched. Both men capable of great damage and with every attack one of them made the other countered with equal precision.
Finally getting an upper hand, the Winter Soldier landed a hit that sent T'Challa backward, which allowed him to ascend up a flight of stairs.T'Challa was quick to recover though and leaped a level, using his strength to vault the rail and landed right in front of Bucky.
Furia, flew to their side, fearful that T'Challa wouldn't just detain him but kill him. She stood between them both, raising one hand at the Winter Soldier and the other at T'Challa.
"Get out of my way, Furia." T'Challa had no patience in his tone as he spoke to her.
"I can't let you kill him."
Before either of them could rush her, she created a large wall of ice several inches thick from floor to ceiling, blocking T'Challa entirely.
"I know you're in there James. Now stop this shit and kiss me."
The Winter Soldier hadn't moved. It was like she'd frozen him as well, and yet no ice had touched him. She could see the conflict as it grew in his eyes and knew Bucky was trying to come back.
"What the hell are you doing to me!" He yelled. The Winter Soldier turned to run, realizing this enemy was using his mind against him.
"James." Her voice seemed to tremble and for a moment he lost his footing. Like an instinct to turn for her at the sound of her pain had suddenly struck him. With a rageful shout he started to run, trying to escape whatever that woman was doing to him.
"Oh no you don't." She said, taking off after him. Propelled in the air, Furia tried to catch up to him.
Ready to be rid of her, the Winter Soldier twisted around on his feet and Furia had not anticipated this. Using his metal arm he landed a blow to the right of her chest, and had she not instinctively blocked the blow with ice, the results could have been devastating. Still the impact sent her soaring back, hitting the floor with a thud, before she rolled across the ground several times.
"Damn." She cursed herself for letting him take her by surprise like that. She knew the moment Bucky remembered that, he was going ro lecture her on being ready for attacks at all times(it was basically a motto for every training he ever gave her).
As she rose from the ground to go after him, a song by Boys Like Girls came to mind, realizing he'd caught her off guard just lyrics of Hero/Heroine.
"Not the time." Furia said to her own mind. "Not the time.'
By the time she'd made her way down the corridor and into the open area, he was gone. Her only chance now was to vibe him in order to find him
Pulling off the lock on a door to a helicopter, the Winter Soldier jerked it open to get inside.
Furia snapped open her eyes before soaring down the hall, hoping she could stop him before he escaped.
Steve, who made it to the helipad had been correct, and as the Winter Soldier was about to take off in the chopper, he sprinted across the cement and leaped for the landing gear.
Eager to pull it back down, Steve yanked downward several times, rocking the chopper from side to side. As the helicopter dragged the edge, Steve held on with all his might, grabbing the edge of the helipad, in an attempt to pull it back.
With a sneer, The Winter Soldier jerked the joystick, but with Steve still holding on, the chopper's nose smashed into the helipad, causing severe damage to the rotor blade. As the plan spun around, Steve narrowly missed the blade of the tail swinging near his head.
Crashed onto the mesh of the helipad, Steve rose beside the canopy. The Winter Soldier smashed through the glass of the chopper's windshield before choking Steve. As the chopper began to slide off the edge, the tail broke off entirely falling into the river below.
Just as the rest of the chopper began to fall off, Furia stepped onto the helipad, taking in the scene before her.
"No!" She screamed, unable to stop the helicopter's descent in time. Without thinking, Furia ran across the cement, diving head first for the river below.
Once she'd hit the water, she could see the Winter Soldier was still inside the helicopter but he appeared unconscious. She swam as fast as she could toward Steve and the Winter Soldier but Steve was already pulling his old friend from the wreckage. Thankful for Steve she swam beside him as they rose to the surface.
Steve, who still held onto his friend, looked over at Furia. "If we can help him get his mind right, you better never mention you jumped in the river."
As they swam for the shore, Furia looked to the man she loved before entering his mind. The darkness she had seen when entering the Winter Soldier's mind was gone. This time, there were memories of a life before World War 2. There was laughter and joy. She could see the first time they met and how he'd immediately thought her stunning. Everything Bucky was had returned. And the Winter Soldier was gone.
"Thanks for this." Furia motioned toward her clean clothes, braiding her silver hair as she moved toward Sam. "Good guess on my size by the way."
It hadn't been difficult for Steve, Furia, and Sam to evade everyone that was after them. All three of them were quite skilled at avoiding being seen when they wanted to be.
After hotwiring a car, and shoving an unconscious Bucky in the back seat, they'd made their way to the outer parts of the city, hiding in an abandoned warehouse until they had a plan.
Offering to get some food, Furia had been desperate to get out of her soaked clothes and Sam had been willing to get both.
He shrugged, unable to ignore how attractive she looked in the jeans and loose t-shirt, that Furia had tucked the front of into her pants. Her waist was thin but she curved at the hips and he'd always liked that in a girl. Looking at her, Sam understood why Bucky had clearly taken the straight and narrow, letting go of his former self.
"I had sisters that took me shopping a lot. After a while you can just tell." He admitted.
Bucky, who still remained unconscious, had his arm trapped in a large industrial vice. Furia knelt beside him, touching his face. Kissing his forehead, she sat beside him, wishing they didn't have to take this approach but understood Steve's decision. If there was any chance the Winter Soldier could come back once he woke, they had to be prepared.
"You ever had to deal with the Winter Soldier on your own?" Sam asked.
Furia shook her head. "When we'd met, Bucky had taken back his own mind. He always told me I shouldn't get close to him. That even though he was gone, there was a chance the Winter Soldier might come back." Furia smiled before continuing. "But he just couldn't shake me. I knew what loving him might cost. But I was and will always be ready to pay it."
"Sounds like a line from some cheesy ass movie." Sam teased.
Before Furia had time for a retort, Bucky began to rouse. Standing to her feet she bit her lip, entering his mind.
"Hey, Cap!" Sam yelled.
Steve, who had been a few feet away looking through a gap as a chopper had flown by, immediately walked to their side.
Bucky's vision was blurry as he tried to take in his surroundings. A black pair of converse with raspberry laces came to view as he realized she was standing right before him.
"Which Bucky am I talking to?" Steve asked, warily.
Furia was about to speak. Having already vibed him, knowing for certain he'd come back. Bucky, however, spoke out before she had the chance. "You have a song reference for literally every situation. And you stick hot cheetos in all your mitraillette sandwiches." Bucky gave Furia a side grin as relief flooded his veins. If anything had worried him while the Winter Soldier har taken control it was if he'd hurt her or not.
Furia smiled, moving toward him."James." She said, elated.
She kissed him fervently, as he used his free arm to embrace her. Pulling away, Bucky's eyes remained closed as he breathed her in. "Good to see you too, doll." He looked her over thoroughly, his eyes filled with concern. "Did I hurt you?" Furia could hear the trepidation in his voice.
She raised her shoulders nonchalantly. "I don't break as easily as you think."
"Just like that, we're supposed to be cool?" Sam wasn't about to let what they'd just been through go as easily as Furia had.
"What did I do?" Bucky asked hesitantly.
"Enough"
Bucky turned his head away from Furia ashamed. "Oh, God, I knew this would happen. Everything HYDRA put inside me is still there. All he had to do was say the goddamn words."
"Did you know him?" Furia asked. She was already ready to go after him. Vibe him if she could.
"I don't think so." Bucky answered, trying to place him from his past.
"People are dead." Steve started out harshly. "The bombing, the setup. The doctor did all that just to get 10 minutes with you. I need you to do better than that."
Bucky had a far off look in his eyes and it took him a moment to sort through the memories. "He wanted to know about Siberia. Where I was kept. He wanted to know exactly where."
Steve's face grew curious. "Why would he need to know that?"
"Because I'm not the only Winter Soldier." Bucky answered.
Furia closed her eyes. She'd remembered seeing them in his mind, but it wasn't something he'd given much detail on. She never asked Bucky about his past but had always been there to listen.
Steve crossed his arms as the danger of Bucky's last words began to settle in. "Who were they?" He asked.
"Their most elite death squad. More kills than anyone in HYDRA history. And that was before the serum." Bucky answered.
Sam raised a brow. "They all turn out like you?" He asked uncertain if he really wanted to know the answer.
"Worse." Bucky said flatly.
"Could the doctor control them?" Furia asked. It was the only thing she was worried about.
Bucky gave her a heedful expression. "Enough."
Steve shook his head, remembering his short interaction with him. 'Said he wanted to see an empire fall."
"With these guys he could do it." Bucky started without question. "They speak 30 languages, can hide in plain sight, infiltrate, assassinate, destabilize, They can take a whole country down in one night. You'd never see them coming."
"Is that all?" Furia said dryly.
"We'll have to stop him." Steve said.
"I couldn't help but notice you were only looking at Sam when you said that." Furia crossed her arms as she spoke. With a single brow raised her lips were in a straight line.
"Bucky smirked, looking at Steve, who reciprocated his expression.
Sam looked to Steve, doing nothing to hold back his annoyance. "This would have been a lot easier a week ago." He admitted.
Steve looked at Sam directly before speaking. "If we call Tony-"
Sam quickly interrupted. "No. He wouldn't believe us."
Steve lifted his hand as if to add on to his point. "Even if he did…"
"Who knows if the Accords would let him help." Sam finished.
"Then it's just us." Steve said, wishing they had everyone's help. Wishing the team was still together.
Sam grinned. "Maybe not." He started out before Steve looked at him muddled. "I know a guy." He explained.
Tony rubbed the back of his neck; the stress of the day wearing him down. He had hoped(albeit foolishly) Steve would bring Bucky in but as it was he didn't know where they were hiding.
Natasha sat at the table near him, rolling her shoulder as she held back a wince. It was the price she paid for taking on a mind controlled super assassin. At least she was alive, she thought to herself. Secretary Ross moved next to Tony before he spoke. "I don't suppose you have any idea where they are?"
Tony, ever the smooth talker, turned to face him. "We will. GSG-9's got the borders covered. Recon's flying 24/7. They'll get a hit. We'll handle it."
Ross had had it with Tony's arrogance. He'd been waiting for the chance to put him in his place. "You don't get it, Stark. It's not yours to handle. It's clear you can't be objective. I'm putting Special Ops on this."
Natasha rose from her seat, already imagining just how horrible his plan would end up being. 'What happens when the shooting starts? What, do you kill Steve Rogers?" She wouldn't let that happen, she told herself. Steve was the closest friend she'd ever had. Accords be damned if they tried.
Ross didn't even blink. "If we're provoked. Barnes would've been eliminated in Romania if it wasn't for Rogers. And as for his little girlfriend, she's has no citizenships, no identification, no records of any kind. All we know is she protected a criminal. I suppose we should forget the deaths on each of their hands?"
"All due respect, you're not going to solve this with boys and bullets, Ross. You gotta let us bring them in." Tony reasoned.
Ross still remained unconvinced. "How would that end any differently from the last time?"
"Because this time, I won't be wearing loafers and a silk shirt. 72 hours, guaranteed." Tony fired back.
Ross looked at him questioningly. "36 hours. Barnes. Rogers. Wilson. And the girl." With that, Ross turned to leave.
"Thank you, sir." Tony rubbed his chest. With a long sigh he began to slump. "My left arm is numb, is that normal?"
"You alright?" Natasha asked, already at his side while she patted his shoulder.
"Always." Tony replied, ignoring the pain from his black eye.
"We're seriously understaffed." Natasha pointed out, defeatedly.
"Oh, yeah. It'd be great if we had a Hulk right about now. Any shot?" Squinting his eyes as if he knew she'd say no but somewhere he hoped.
His question unnerved her. When Bruce left without a word she'd just admitted her feelings to him. Then he was gone. It had been a major jab and one she hadn't been comfortable admitting. Over time, she'd let go. Assuming his disappearance was answer enough on whether anything could happen between them.
But someone had never left and she trusted he never would, she thought. Crossing her arms, Natasha pushed away the thought. She was strong and didn't need anyone in order to keep that strength. Still, despite how much Natasha hated to admit it if she'd been honest with herself earlier about Steve(she liked to think of him as her solid rock though she would be caught dead before saying it aloud), Nat would have seen her feelings for Bruce had been seriously misplaced.
"No." She'd started out. "Do you really think he'd be on our side?"
"No." Tony admitted.
Natasha tilted her head, a thought coming to mind. "I have an idea." She announced.
"Me too. Where's yours?" Tony asked.
"Natasha's eyes narrowed with a smirk. "Downstairs. Where's yours?"
Tony's smile was wide as he thought of the young boy he'd discovered was the Human Spider, or maybe Spider-thing(his alias was still unclear)...
Leipzig/Halle Airport
Driving through the airport garage, the battered old car makes a strange noise. Furia, who sat in the back with Bucky had rested her head against his shoulder. Sam, who sat in the passenger seat, turned to Steve who'd been driving.
"Think they'll find her?" Sam asked Steve, referring to Sharon Carter.
After figuring out a way to contact her(which happened to mean finding rundown hotel room, so Furia could find a somewhat comfortable seat, while attempted to find and vibe Sharon's mind as she listened to Looking For Someone by Genesis. It had taken a while but she'd pulled it off), the group had decided a place to meet, in which Sharon had brought and returned their gear.
This wasn't just about Cap's discovery of Hyrda in SHIELD. Sharon had gone above and beyond to help him because of the way she felt for him. She knew it. Steve knew it. Even Furia knew it (though ,'t be a total douche and bring it up). But as cute and nice as the girl was, Steve couldn't reciprocate those feelings and Sharon had long ago seen it in Steve's eyes that he loved someone else.
Steve sighed, feeling a little guilty that she'd risked so much but he couldn't give her what she wanted(even if his own feelings remained unrequited forever). "If they do it won't be easy."
Once they'd reached the sixth floor of the garage, Steve pulled beside a grey van parking.
Getting out, the group was greeted by both Wanda Maximoff and Clint Barton, who had helped her escape the compound.
"Cap."Clint said, greeting his friend.
"Furia, this is Clint and Wanda." Steve introduced.
"I hear you can shoot ice from your hands." Clint remarked humorously.
Smiling, Furia chuckled, liking the guy already. "That's oversimplifying it a little, but yes."
"You know I wouldn't have called If I had any other choice." Steve mentioned, wishing he didn't have to bring them all into this.
"Hey man, you're doing me a favour." Clint started out. He looked to Wanda for a moment, thinking back on her brother. "Besides, I owe a debt."
"Thanks for having my back" Steve said to both of them.
"It was time to get off my ass." Wanda said, playfully, causing Client to smile.
"How about our other recruit?" Steve asked.
Clint began back toward the van. "He's rarin' to go. Had to put a little coffee in him, but- he should be good." Clint slid the door open, revealing Scott Lang. He jolted awake, taking in his surroundings.
"What timezone is this?" He asked, no one in particular. Getting out if the van he grinned like a kid at Christmas when his eyes landed on Steve before shaking his hand.
"Captain America." He said amazed
"Mr. Lang." Steve greeted.
"It's an honour. I'm shaking your hand too long. Wow! This is awesome! Captain America." Finally letting go if Steve's hand, he turned to Wanda. "I know you too!" He announced, excitedly.
Looking back to Steve, Scott touched his shoulder causing Steve to give awkward smirk. Furia looked to Bucky as they both laughed internally.
"Jeez. Ah, look, I wanna say, I know you know a lot of super people, so- thinks for thanking of me." Scott fumbled, still starstruck. Turning ti Sam his grin somehow gets wider. "Hey man!"
Sam returned his smile. "What's up, Tic Tac?"
"Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time when I-" Scott started out awkwardly before Sam interrupted.
"It was a great audition, but it'll- it'll never happen again."
"They tell you what we're up against?" Steve asked, getting serious.
"Something about some- psycho-assassins?" Scott answered, remembering the details Clint had given.
"We're outside the law on this one. So, if you come with us, you're a wanted man." Steve told him, honestly.
"Yeah, well, what else is new?" Scott admitted.
Bucky, still standing beside Furia moved to stand next to Steve. "We should get moving."
"We got a chopper lined up." Clint announced.
Suddenly, a woman's voice is heard over the loudspeaker. Speaking in German, Bucky translated. "They're evacuating the airport."
Sam looked to Steve, knowing exactly who had caught up to them. "Stark." He said, sharply.
"Stark?" Scott looked confused.
Turning to the group, Captain gave each of them a stern expression. "Suit up."
A/N
Another chapter down! I have been writing these every chance I get! And I feel like as long as I can keep feeling so inspired I might as well keep pushing these out. Just incase I hit a lull, and everyone must wait until the writing bug hits me once more(let's hope it doesn't happen). Besides, I'd like to see this complete before the release of End Game(big goal!). Next chapter should be out in a few! Leave a review if you like!