Steve blinked. He had dozed a little. The conversation with Daisy had fallen silent, and though he still had plenty of questions he had let it be to allow her to concentrate on not causing a major earthquake. Occasionally the room would shake but it would subside quickly.
Steve stood up and walked to the bars of his cell, loosening his stiff muscles. Nothing had changed. He tried to bend the bars again, but couldn't.
The room began to shake, slowly at first, and he waited for it to stop but instead of stopping it increased. Behind him Steve could hear Daisy's breathing become shallower and quicker. He turned around and walked toward her. She was rocking back and forth methodically, still tight in a ball. Sweat covered her pale skin and her hands were on her head. He crouched next to her. The shaking increased and Daisy fell to a full panic attack.
"I can't make it stop," she said, her breath in short gasps and the shaking increased. "Everyone is at risk, you have to get out of here."
"Hey, hey," Steve reached out through the bars and put his hand on her arm. "Take it easy, you're okay."
She shook her head. "No, no, no," Daisy stood up, her hands over her ears. She crouched again, then stood up, her hands falling to her sides. The thick bullet proof windows shattered as the shaking continued.
"Daisy!" Steve said. "Look at me."
Daisy obliged, tears in her eyes, her face panic stricken.
"Just take a breath, calm down, you can fix this."
She blinked, then raised her hands and pushed the air towards the bars. The entire wall of bars and doors flew off and into the far wall, blowing that out too. Beyond the blown out wall a path had been cleared for as far as they could see. Daisy staggered, looking down at her arms, which had begun to bruise again from the intense force that had gone through her.
Steve grabbed her upper arm, steadying her. "What happened?" he asked, confused by her sudden condition. She collapsed into his arms, shivering. He lowered her to the floor to find her unconcious.
He picked her up and left the building. He didn't really know Daisy, but he couldn't leave her there. He found outside to be deserted, the building actually in the middle of a corn field. He put Daisy down and searched the building and found a first aid kit. Her arms were badly bruised and he speculated broken so he taped them up as best he could. The rest of the kit he stuffed in his pockets.
More searching found a gun behind a panel in a wall. Another loose panel found a safe that Steve broke to find two syringes, one lavender, one pale yellow. The lavender one was labeled Invoke and the yellow was Cease. He pocketed them as well, and returned to Daisy. The parking lot was mud and as a result he could see tire tracks leading to the right so he followed them. He wasn't sure where he was going, or who he might find, but they couldn't stay there.
About an hour and three miles later Daisy stirred. She moaned softly and lifted her head a little. Steve set her down on the side of the road to check on her. She winced as he did so.
"Hey," he said, "how are you?"
"Okay," she said. "What happened?"
"You blew out the bars, the wall, and some trees, then you passed out," Steve told her.
"When I use my powers they go through me," Daisy explained, "So if I used them too often, or with too much power, they hurt me. I have gauntlets I'm supposed to wear, but it's kinda hard to remember to bring them everywhere."
Steve sat back on his heels and looked around. "Got any brilliant ideas?"
Daisy pushed herself up to a sitting position. "Isn't that what you're known for, being the leader and everything?"
Steve looked at her. "Can you walk?"
"Yeah."
He helped her to her feet and they started to walk again.
"So this direction," Daisy said. "Did you do ennie menni minny moe?"
"Something like that," Steve replied. "Followed tire tracks."
"So what's our play, when we get wherever it is we're going?"
Steve looked at her. "Weren't you only an agent for a day?"
"Officially, I had my badge for a day, but I worked with a S.H.I.E.L.D. team for a couple months before that."
"With your S.O., who is Hydra?"
"Yeah, I shot him for it."
"Is he dead?"
"Unfortunately, no. I should've aimed for the face."
"What did you do for S.H.I.E.L.D?" Steve asked.
"I was a hacker, I was working for The Rising Tide when I got recruited."
"Was a hacker?"
"I trained with Melinda May and became a field agent. But enough about me, I'm sure you've got some pretty awesome stories to tell." Daisy grinned.
"I'm sure you already know everything about me."
"Not going to lie, I have googled you. I learned about Captain America, but there's not much about Steve Rogers."
Steve gave a small smile, he appreciated Daisy knowing the difference between superhero and human.
A truck drove down the road, Steve held out his hand, thumb up to hitch hike. The truck pulled over. It was old in need of a paint job with a bed full of apples. The man inside had a beard and dirty jeans.
"Ck'I help ya?" He asked in a southern accent.
"Do you know what's around here?" Steve asked.
"Not much really, farms, an old security building, and a church." the man replied. "Would it be alright if we could crash at your house for a few hours?" Steve asked.
"Who's asking?" the man said.
"Captain America," Daisy supplied.