It was hectic at the Joint Task Force Headquarters in Berlin.
Sharon was walking at a very fast pace with Danielle trailing behind, pushing past men and women in uniforms and other official looking people until they reached a large glass office in the middle of the larger room. Once they entered, Sharon gestured for Dani to take a seat.
Danielle, who was extremely exhausted and still a bit anxious after Vienna, took a seat in one of the rolling chairs. She was small enough where she was able to pull her knees up to her chin and have the heels of her feet be propped up at the edge of the chair. She had already changed out of the clothes she had been wearing at the funeral, like Sharon, so she looked a bit less depressing and a bit more casual. But, she still felt extremely out of place in this glass office surrounded by government officials who may or may not have known about who she really was.
"Alright," Sharon began once Dani was settled. "I've got a lot of work to do, so... I need you to just stay out of the way. Try not to leave this room. The bathroom is just out those doors and down the hall, there's a vending machine out there as well. If you need me, I'll be right over there by all those monitors, okay?" Danielle nodded. It was like deja vu all over again.
"Okay," Sharon sighed before rushing out of the office doors, leaving the teenage girl to her own devices.
So much was going on inside Dani's head. The new revelation that Rumlow hadn't killed her mother, the bombing at the UN, Jack being okay and safe, people knowing she was Eris, the Accords. It was all happening so fast and she just needed it all to halt for a few moments so she could catch her breath. But, that didn't seem like it was happening anytime soon when she looked up towards the wall full of monitors outside the glass office that Sharon had said she was going to be working by.
On the monitors were a series of photos and video footage. The footage seemed to be live and displaying people in heavy duty combat gear getting ready... but for what?
On the other end of the monitor screen were photos of an unfamiliar man. He had a hard set jaw, long brown hair, and bright blue – almost gray eyes. In one photo he seemed to be in some sort of uniform. It was all black and it looked like... he had a metal arm with a red star on it. Was this the man that had bombed the UN? The Winter Soldier, as they supposedly called him.
He looked oddly familiar for some reason, but Dani couldn't remember ever seeing this man before now. She'd heard about him from different people. Sam, Steve, and Natasha were supposedly tracking him down since his first public appearance in D.C., Jack had said something to his sister about how the Winter Soldier trained their mom, and Danielle remembered seeing a file on her mom's USB drive about the Winter Soldier.
Suddenly, Danielle's inner rant came to halt when the screens on the monitors began to grow fast paced. The men in gear were climbing up stairs in what looked like an apartment building, or maybe a rundown hotel. Gunshots were being fired and a door was knocked down. Other cameras showed men bursting through windows into the small room. A dark figure with long hair was briefly seen before the cameras went out from those men. That couldn't have been a good sign...
Just as those cameras went out, Danielle's eyes darted towards the other cameras that were still outside the room when the dark-haired man came bursting out into the hallway, knocking the geared men to the side like the were rag dolls. Her eyes widened as she watched the man take down group after group with ease, somehow deflecting the bullets being shot at him with that weird metal arm she had seen on him.
He jumped from off the stairwell seen on the camera and that was the last shot she had seen of the Winter Soldier. But, it wasn't over.
Just as the Winter Soldier jumped over the rails, the camera panned over to see none other than Captain America glancing down over the rails in awe. Danielle's breath hitched as she jumped out from her seat and walked closer to the glass to get a better view. What was Steve doing there? She thought he might've been helping for a split second, but he abruptly spun around towards where he camera was. He looked feral as he ripped what looked like a hand-held radio out of the soldier's hands and crushed it in his palm. It then dawned on Danielle that he wasn't helping the Task Force, he was protecting the Winter Soldier... But, why? What was going on?!
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Downstairs, just arrived at Headquarters, was Jack and Natasha.
They'd landed only twenty minutes ago from Vienna, dressed in different clothes from the ones they wore to the UN meeting that were covered in blood, ash, and soot. The pair exited the car they had driven from the airport and were making their way towards the entrance when a group of armed men came rushing out the entrance, Rhodey just beside them looking less than happy about whatever he was being dragged off to do.
"Rhodes?" Jack called out to the Colonel.
Rhodey snapped his head up to find his teammates looking at him in concern. "Jack, Nat," he greeted in a haste as he stopped briefly.
"What's going on?" Natasha asked, looking pointedly at the group of armed men that seemed to be escorting him.
"You didn't hear?" He asked. "They tracked down Barnes in Bucharest. They stormed his place, but turns out we weren't the only ones who found him."
"Steve," Nat said knowingly.
"Yeah, and Wilson's with him along with some unknown. They're sending me in to go subdue them," the Colonel explained. "I could use some back up." He gestured to Jack with a knowing look.
Jack turned to Natasha, his eyes full of questions of whether or not he should go. He didn't want to face off against his close teammates and he definitely didn't want to put off seeing his sister again, but this was one of those nonnegotiable things he knew he had to go help with. The redhead pursed her lips and nodded. "Go."
And that was all the incentive Jack needed before rushing off with Rhodey towards a car where the armed men were waiting, jumping into other cars around it. "Where's your suit?" Jack asked as they climbed in.
"The trunk," the Colonel answered as he reached in the back of the armored SVU to pull out a large silver briefcase. "Yours?" Jack smirked slightly before pulling out a small black box from his pocket. Rhodey narrowed his eyes in confusion. "What the hell is that? A bomb?"
Jack chuckled. "You'll see."
Within minutes, the small caravan of armored vehicles escorting the two men came to a stop at a helicopter pad a few blocks away. Once on board, the helicopter then transported the men a few miles away from Bucharest at what seemed to be some sort of military blockade. This must've been the perimeter they had set up in case the group of enhanced individuals on the highway got any further, Jack thought to himself as him and Rhodey jumped out of the helicopter, rushing towards the front lines.
Within moments, Rhodey threw the case on the ground. It flattened slightly as two arm grips popped out. The Colonel stuck his hands and yanked the suitcase to his chest where it suddenly morphed into a silver chest plate, the rest of the War Machine armor coming out around it.
Jack took that as a signal to start suiting up as well. He pulled the small black box from his pocket and pressed down on two opposite sides with his thumb ad index finger. The small metal plates on the box shifted until it was a small flattened figure with a single button on the front. He set the figure on his abdomen where it stuck on.
Rhodey, who was in full armor, turned to him in question. "What's that?"
Jack smiled before pressing the button. Just then, black material came slithering out from beneath the figure, wrapping itself around Jack's entire body, stretching out around his waist down his legs, up his chest, over his shoulders, and down his arms. Once the first layer was down, the small, metal-plated figure still stuck this abdomen tore itself apart into different directions. One section of metal playing went down to both his feet and morphed into large boots while the rest shifted towards his shoulders and chest to morph into a thin chest plate. Once it was all in place, the yellow lining all across the suit lit up to reveal Statix's full suit.
Jack beamed with pride. "Pretty cool, huh?"
"How long did that little trick take you?" War Machine asked.
"About five months," the enhanced young man admitted.
Just then, an explosion rang out from the highway below the overpass they were perched on. "That's our cue," Rhodey said before flying off, landing down below.
Jack had to get a running head start before jumping off the edge, using the jolts of electricity in his hands that gave him a small amount of force that allowed him to land down below beside Rhodey. When Statix looked up, he found himself face to face with Steve, Barnes, and some unknown figure in an all black suit.
Rhodey's machine gun was up and pointed at Steve while his two gauntlets were raised at the unknown figure and Barnes. Police vehicles were surrounding them all around the small overpass. "Stand down. Now." Rhodey ordered.
Jack walked cautiously around to the other side of the small group as his hands came up to point at both Barnes and the unknown figure, his hands enveloped in balls of yellow sparks. Steve glanced at him before taking the shield in his hand and putting it in place behind his back. "Congrats, Cap," Jack said through gritted teeth. "You're a criminal."
Just then, multiple Task Force men came to subdue Barnes, pushing him down to his knees as they handcuffed him. Multiple men coming to point their guns at the black-suited figure. Jack turned to his right to see more men escorting Sam from beneath the overpass as well. Man, this was a shit show.
The unknown figure slowly began to raise his hands to take of the helmet while men came to handcuff Steve. As the figure removed his helmet, everyone froze. Prince T'Challa looked back at all the surprised and perplexed faces staring back at him.
Jack refrained from making a surprised choking sound while Rhodey greeted the man behind the mask, "Your Highness."
Jack was wrong, this was a lot more than a shit show, it was a whole goddamn crap fest.
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Back at Task Force headquarters, Danielle was busy pacing back and forth in the small office space Sharon had left her in. She couldn't leave, nobody would tell her anything, and she was hungry.
Every speratic movement that went on outside the little glass office had Danielle anxious. Groups of agents in suits and armor moved all around the large office outside the glass one, Danielle had already lost track of where Sharon had gone.
It was all just a big waiting game until two familiar faces entered the larger office outside. Natasha and Tony. But, where was Jack?
Danielle jumped up from her seat and pushed the office door open slightly as they walked in. She rushed over to Natasha, despite the stares she got from the other government people all around the room. "Where is he? Where's Jack?"
"Handling clean up in Bucharest with Rhodey," Tony answered for the redhead beside him. "Don't worry about him, he's fine," he assured the teenage girl. "But, in other news, what are you doing here? Jack said you were supposed to be at some funeral."
"Sharon brought her here. The Task Force called her in after Vienna," Natasha answered before Dani even got the chance.
"What, they've been keeping you in that tiny glass box all day?" Tony scoffed and Danielle nodded. "Seriously? I ought to have a word with Miss Agent 13 about that. Later. But, for now, I kind of need you to go back so we don't raise too many questions as to why a thirteen year old kid is in a highly secured government building."
"I'm fifteen..." Danielle mumbled her correction.
"No talking while the adult is talking," Tony retorted. "Back to the office before I take your phone." Danielle opened her mouth to protest, but Tony cut her off. "No talking back either. Now, go."
The teenage girl turned to Natasha for help, but the redhead could only shrug as if to say 'sorry, can't help you'. Danielle then frowned before stomping off back to the small office.
She waited some more for what felt like hours (when in reality it was really only forty minutes) until Tony returned, throwing down a bag of Chex Mix and a bottle of sweet tea on the table Danielle had her head resting on. "Didn't know if they fed you or not so I took the liberty to stop by the vending machine down the hall," the billionaire explained.
Danielle raised her head, looking between him and the snacks in front of her. She was fully intending on just stubbornly glaring at him and not taking the food, but her stomach suddenly grumbled and she fell into his little trap by taking the dang food. She popped open the bag of Chex Mix and savored every tiny bite, washing it down with the sweet tea.
Tony watched in amusement as she scarfed down the food like it had been her first meal in days. "You gonna slow down with that or am I gonna have to feed you one little garlic-bread-bite thing at a time?"
Danielle paused for a moment, before continuing to eat, this time a little slower. "Thanks," she finally spoke. "I haven't eaten since after the funeral."
"What I'm here for. To buy everything for you, apparently," he replied. Before Danielle could reply, Tony's phone suddenly buzzed. He glanced down at it and frowned. "Well, looks like Steve and Sam just arrived with their new royal buddy and a crazy super soldier." Danielle perked up at that. "Steve's here? Are they going to arrest him?"
"They should, but they're not," Tony replied as he glanced down at his phone that was now ringing.
"Why not?" Dani asked curiously.
"Call it favoritism among superheroes," the eccentric billionaire joked before answering the phone, beginning to leave the small glass office just as Sam, Steve, Natasha, and a bunch of other official looking people entered the larger room.
Danielle quickly jumped from her seat, the snacks all but forgotten as she disobeyed Tony and Sharon, yet again, and left the small office space.
"... Consequences? You'll bet there'll be consequences," Tony said into his cell phone just as the group entered, Danielle sneaking out of the glass office not but a few feet behind him. "... Obviously you can quote me on that because I just said it. Anything else? ... Thank you, sir." Tony said before hanging up the call.
Steve raised an eyebrow, both him and Sam unaware of Danielle's presence behind the billionaire in front of them. "Consequences?" He repeated his friend's words.
"Secretary Ross wants you both prosecuted." Tony gestured to the pair as he started to walk off, trailing behind Nat, Prince T'Challa and a couple of other agents. "I had to give him something," he explained.
"I'm not getting that shield back am I?"
"Technically, it's the government's property," Nat spoke up from beside him as they walked away. "Wings, too," she added.
Sam frowned. "That's cold."
"Warmer than jail," Tony called back before him and Nat were out of earshot.
Danielle wanted to laugh at their antics, but something in her stomach churned at the mention of jail and being prosecuted that she just couldn't bring herself to. The teen slowly descended the few steps from out of the office to stand before Sam and Steve. "He has a point..." she stated, making her presence known.
Both men glanced down at her, Sam replying, "Don't let him hear you say that. His head will grow bigger than it already is." At that joke, Danielle at least cracked a small smile.
"Sharon brought you here," Steve guessed.
Dani nodded. "I was in Vienna for a few hours."
Steve glanced over to his left where all the monitors were. They were playing live footage of Bucky being transported into a large concrete cell, adding into his large glass case he was in. He wondered how much those monitors had shown when he caught sight if an older piece of video showing him, Sam, and Bucky being arrested back at the overpass by Jack and Rhodey. Had Danielle seen everything? "How long have you been here?" He asked the petite brunette as the trio walked towards the office.
Dani shrugged as she took a seat back in front of her Chex Mix and tea. "Some time," she answered vaguely. "I saw you guys on the monitors," she explained, answering Cap's unspoken question.
"Sorry," the super soldier apologized as he took a seat across from her. "You shouldn't have had to see all of that."
Danielle frowned slightly after taking a sip of her tea. "Not like I haven't seen worse," she mumbled. "It wasn't that bad... I was just confused," she admit. "Why did you help the man that bombed the UN?"
Steve winced slightly before answering, "Because I know him, and he didn't bomb the UN."
"How can you be so sure?" She prompted. "They have video of him. He fought those agents. He ran." She watched as Steve tensed, Sam looking at her curiously from the corner of the room. "You said you know him... from where?"
"He was my best friend," Steve explained. "A long time ago, during the War, I thought he had died. But, it turned out HYDRA had found him. They experimented on him, tortured him, turned him into someone like me and brainwashed him to become a killer. Ever since a few years ago that we found out who he really is, he's been on the run. Free from HYDRA.
"He isn't bad, Danielle," Steve continued. "HYDRA had him do all those awful things, he didn't have a choice... Just like you."
Danielle, who had her head bowed after Steve mentioned his friend being tortured, snapped her gaze back up to him. He was comparing her to a killer, an assassin, the man that helped train her mother into the monster she was. She cared for Steve, like as if he were a father figure to her, but comparing her to the Winter Soldier was a new low. Danielle felt anger and hurt spark up into her chest as she replied, "He trained my Mom. He turned her into a killer. He's the reason she's dead now. He's the reason she betrayed me." Danielle stood up, her eyes cold and empty as she delivered her last few words to the super soldier, "I'm nothing like him."
Steve stared up at her, wide eyed. He was in shock at both her harsh tone and the points she had brought up. Of course, the last thing Steve had been thinking about when he was going after Bucky was the fact that he had trained Allison. It felt like eons ago that he was across from the infamous Silencer assassin in the interrogation room where she revealed her affiliation with the Winter Soldier. But now that Steve was reminded, he felt all the more guilty for comparing Dani to his best friend's alter-ego that had a hand in a big chunk of Danielle's trauma.
"Dani," Steve tried to apologize, but the teenager was already storming out of the glass office, leaving behind her snacks still in front of Steve. The super soldier let out a frustrated sigh, letting his head fall into his hands.
"I'll go talk to her," Sam said before walking out of the office after Danielle, leaving the Captain alone in the office.
As the pilot left the small office, he glanced around the larger room, looking for where Danielle might've run off to. She couldn't have gotten far, he knew she probably felt nervous around the government people, and he doubted she would've left. The girl was defiant, but she wasn't that defiant.
As Sam walked around the joint, he found himself glancing down the end of an empty hallway where the vending machine was, watching as Danielle struggled to fit what looked like a Euro into the small slot that took the money. She put it in, the slot accepted it, then after a few moments it spit it back out. Danielle frowned in frustration as she pulled the Euro out and attempted to flatten it on her thigh before trying to put it back into the machine once again.
Sam chuckled as he watched her in silence.
The slot took in the Euro, a few moments passed with Dani watching the machine intently... and then the slot popped the Euro back out. Danielle thre her head back and groaned before kicking the machine.
"You know," Sam spoke up, Danielle spinning around at the sound of his voice. "They say if you kick it enough times, a free snack will pop out."
Danielle glowered at him slightly before turning back to the machine, repeating the process of flattening the Euro and seeing if the machine would take it again. Sam thought she was going to ignore him until she finally answered, "I don't want to talk about Steve... or his friend." She paused, taking in a deep breath before continuing, her voice growing louder the more she talked. "I don't want to talk about my Mom. Or Rumlow. Or Lagos. Or my powers. Or the Accords. Or Jack. Or anything! I just... I just want it all to stop!" Danielle slammed her palm into the vending machine just as it accepted her Euro.
Sam watched as her ragged breathing slowly started to descend and her temper began to cool down. Her eyes were hollow as they remained glued on the machine and her shoulders were hunched over slightly as her hand stayed on the machine.
He slowly walked towards her, trying not to set her off again or have her fall into a downward spiral. He sighed. "I'm not going to talk about any of those things with you. I'm not going to tell you that things get better, or stop. Sometimes they do, sometimes they don't," the pilot explained. "You've gone through some shit, Dani, I know that, Steve knows that, your brother knows that, we all know that. The last thing any of us want is for you to lose yourself.
"You're strong, kid. I don't know how you get through the days sometime with the things you've seen. But, somehow, someway, you manage to do it. And you never cease to amaze me each time you do," Sam told her truthfully, her eyes still on the machine, but not looking at anything particular. "You want it all stop... It won't. We can hit pause for a moment to let you catch your breath, but, girl, you've gotta get up and keep going, like we all do.
"It may be a long shot, and it will be hard, but like I said: you never cease to amaze me." Danielle stayed unmoving and silent as Sam reached over and pressed a few buttons on the vending machine. A buzzing sound came shortly after followed by a thump at the bottom of the machine. Sam stood there for a moment, waiting for Danielle to move or say something. She didn't.
Sam sighed as he began to walk away. But not before adding one more thing, "I know you can do it, we all do. And we know you better than you think." And with that, he headed back to the small office.
Once the pilot was gone, Danielle backed away from the vending machine. Her eyes following after Sam for a moment, wondering what he could've meant by that before reaching into the bottom of the vending machine to reveal a bag of pretzels.
To anyone else, it was an insignificant bag of pretzels. But, to Danielle, it proved Sam's argument.
He was right. She wanted something that wasn't possible. She wanted everything to stop and be put on hold, but in this life – in her life – it wasn't possible. She could out it off and pretend like her problems weren't there, but they'd only get worse as she bottled everything up. We learned that with the subject of her mother, and she was having to deal with it again with Rumlow, her powers, and the Accords.
But, like Sam had said, she needed to keep going. Dani wasn't sure how, she wasn't even sure if she could keep going through all the mess, but Sam believed in her. And just as he said, he knew knew her better than she thought. The bag of pretzels – her favorite snack that Tony had overlooked when he had bought her food – proved it, too.
She could do this. She had to.
And so she set aside her differences and decided to face her problems. Starting first with the one being held in a cell somewhere in the building. But, to solve that one, she first needed to make amends with Steve.
When Danielle walked back into the small office, she exchanged a knowing look with Sam who was seated at the the long table eating the rest of he Chex Mix she had left earlier. When she turned back to the end of the room, Steve had spun around to face her, his eyes going soft as he opened his mouth to spew apologigies, no doubt. But, Danielle spoke before he had the chance.
"I'm sorry," she blurted. From the surprised look on Steve's face, it hadn't been what he had expected, either. "I... I didn't mean to get mad at you. I shouldn't have let my feelings about my Mom and your friend get to me that much. A-and I'm sorry about assuming the worst about him," she said, gesturing the small screen in the corner of the office that showed the Winter Soldier being held in a glass case. "If you trust him, I should trust him too. When have you ever led me down the wrong path?" She asked with a small smile.
Steve returned the smile and she knew all had been forgiven, whether he still felt guilty about whatever he said or not. "His name's Bucky, by the way," he explained. Danielle furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, unsure of who he was referring to. "Him," Steve specified, gesturing to the screen once again.
"Oh," Danielle said simply. "Well, I'm sure he's a good person if he means this much to you."
"He is," he assured her before turning back to the screen, trying to decipher what they were saying while the audio was out. Danielle smiled fondly before taking a seat at the table across from Sam, taking her sweet tea back – letting him have the rest of the Chex Mix - and popping open her bag of pretzels.
Just then, Sharon entered with a small piece of paper that she handed to Sam. "The receipt for your gear," she explained before walking towards Danielle, smiling at how she intricately and carefully took the small pieces of salt off each and every one of her pretzels before eating them.
"'Bird Costume'?" Sam asked incredulously, snapping Sharon's attention back to him. "Come on!"
Danielle giggled as the blonde three her hands up in defense and stated, "I didn't write it." Sharon turned back to the front of the office space where Steve watched the screen in front of him intently. She noticed there was no sound and quickly did a once over of her surroundings, making sure no one outside the glass office saw her slowly move her finger to press a button on a pad installed into the table, activating the sound on the screen.
"I'm not here to judge you. I just want to ask you a few questions," the man on the screen sitting at the desk opposite of Bucky outside of the glass cell he was being held in spoke, his voice echoing through the room suddenly. Danielle, Sam, and Steve lifted their heads up curiously, Steve turning to Sharon questioningly, she nodded in response before watching him turn back to the screen. "Do you know where you are, James?" Bucky didn't answer and the man continued. "I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James."
"My name is Bucky."
There was a hard and defiant voice that replied to the man. It took Danielle a moment to fully comprehend that the man locked away in a cell had spoken. But it wasn't just the fact that he was speaking, it was his tone. It was as if she could feel the hurt in his voice. In that moment it was almost as if she understood what Steve now saw, that this man was wronged and shouldn't have been locked up in there.
After the video continued, Steve abruptly turned away from the screen, glancing down at the files set down at the edge of the table in front of him. Upon closer inspection, he caught sight of the photos inside of what looked like Bucky in a black coat walking towards the news van that had detonated the bomb in Vienna. Something just didn't add up.
"Why would the Task Force release this photo to begin with?" The Captain asked no one in particular.
Sharon shrugged. "Get the word out, involve as many eyes as we can," she supplied.
Steve nodded. "Right. It's a good way to flush a guy out of hiding; set off a bomb, get your picture taken." The soldier looked down at the photo again. "You got 7 billion people looking for the Winter Soldier."
"You're saying someone framed him to find him," Sharon said.
"Steve," Sam began. "We looked for the guy for three years and found nothing."
"We didn't bomb the UN," Steve pointed out. "That turns a lot of heads." Danielle nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, but that doesn't guarantee whoever framed him would get him," Sharon argued. "It guarantees we would..."
Just as the words left her mouth, everyone's mind seemed to be on the same page as they all turned back towards the screen. Their eyes all watching the man sitting across from Bucky, his back turned so that they only saw his head. It was a long shot that this man would've been the one who had framed Bucky – it was even a long shot that anyone had framed him to begin with – but it was a large chance that whoever that person may have been him, whoever he was.
"Yeah..." Steve agreed before tuning back into the broadcast.
"Tell me, Bucky, you've seen a great deal, haven't you?" The man interrogated him asked.
"I don't wanna talk about it," Bucky replied in a strained voice.
"You feel that if you open your mouth, the horrors might never stop," the man continued to speak, not taking into account what Bucky wanted. "Don't worry, we only have to talk about one..." Danielle picked up on the man's ominous tone.
She wondered why someone would want to track down the Winter Soldier. One of his victim's family members or loved ones coming for revenge? A HYDRA operative wanting to get rid of him once and for all? There were a few options, but Danielle couldn't piece it together with such little information-
Suddenly, the lights all around the building shut off. Red lights blinking fast in the darkness the only supply of light anyone had.
Everyone stiffened and began to panic outside the room, while Danielle looked around frantically trying to figure out what was going on. Were they being attacked? Did she need to suit up? What was happening?
It all started to click then. Whatever was going on, whoever was there, was there for Bucky.
Steve quickly spun to face Sharon who understood immediately what he was about to ask before the words left his mouth. "Sub-level five. East wing," she exclaimed. Within an instant, both Sam and Steve were dashing out of the office down the hall. Danielle stood to her feet, ready to follow after, when Sharon set a hand on her shoulder, pulling her back down in her seat. "Stay here," she ordered. The usual softness in her voice gone, replaced with a stern and serious tone.
Danielle knew better than to disobey her when she was in agent mode, despite the fact that every fiber in her body told her to go help. But, like the good little soldier she was, she stayed.
But after Sharon had dashed out of the room, followed by Natasha and Tony, Danielle knew it was fair game and quickly ran out as well, going in the direction Steve and Sam had gone.
It was dark and empty in the building as Danielle tried to figure out where sub-level five in the East wing could possibly be. Thankfully, the hallways were numbered and there were even a few maps printed out in the walls that told her where she needed to go.
As she made her way down the stairs and through some locked doors, she found herself in the room she had been watching Bucky and that guy interrogating him on the screen. She was cautious while entering, unsure what to expect due to the fact that Steve and Sam weren't here, and there were no signs of Bucky or the man interrogating him.
She eased her way into the room, finally noticing the elevator with a gaping hole beside her. A twist in her gut notified her something was wrong, but it was a little to late to react when she soun around and came face to face with the man she now realized had been interrogating Bucky.
"Hello, Miss Harper," his accented voice said as a small smirk crossed his lips.
Oh, God...
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A/N: Cliffhanger, because I'm evil like that. MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA. Anyway. So that happened.
Brief summary: Danielle gets brought to Berlin, Jack gets recruited to go clean up in Romania after arresting Steve, Bucky, Sam, and T'Challa, he also has a new badass suit, Tony treats Danielle like she's his kid, Danielle gets mad at Steve and questions whether or not Bucky can be trusted, Danielle likes her pretzels and Sam tells her to pull her head out of her ass, Danielle apologizes to Steve and changes her mind about Bucky, Zemo shuts down the Berkin Task Force headquarters, and now Danielle is going head to head with Zemo. Ha ha.
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Incorrect Quote of the Chapter:
Steve: I will do anything to keep you from putting yourself into danger.
Dani: Okay, saw off your pinky toe.
Steve: No.
Dani: Shave your head.
Steve: No.
Dani: Have sex with Sharon.
Steve: No!
Dani: Well, I tried to be reasonable...
