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"So, you're planning to marry my sister?" Laurel asked after Oliver and Sara and Matt had filled her, Quentin and Tommy on what happened after they stopped Darhk, while Oliver and Sara held each other's hands, smiling.

"Well, after what you've been through, if you two make each other happy, then I'm happy for you too." Quentin said.

"Yeah." Laurel said, although part of her was hurt that Oliver was not with her until she realized that she had been in love with her own idea of who she wanted Oliver to be, rather than with who he truly was.

"Any plans yet?" Tommy asked.

"Well… we've never thought of a big wedding, frankly. Just us, our families, Tommy and Matt…" Sara listed.

"I think we can arrange things later." Quentin agreed.

"Speaking of Matt, where is he? Haven't seen him much in the City Hall or D.A.'s office lately." Laurel said and Oliver and Sara took a breath, realizing they needed to explain what happened to Matt, when he had been drugged by Vertigo.

Daredevil dodged, when thugs in an alley fired at him but Daredevil threw his billy clubs as they ricocheted off the walls, knocking the thugs out.

Lagos

"Alright, what do you see?" Steve called out, looking out through the hotel window as Wanda was in disguise, wearing a cap, in a café, drinking a cup of coffee as she looked around.

"Standard beat cops." Wanda said, eying the police station across the street. "Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target."

"There's an ATM on the south corner, which means…"

"…cameras."

"Both cross streets are one-way."

"So, compromised escape routes."

"Looks like he doesn't care if he's seen or not, or if he makes a mess, while getting out." Pietro noted as he was in disguise, scouring the perimeter.

"Good thinking, kid. You see that Range Rover halfway up the block?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, the red one? It's cute." Wanda said.

"It's also bulletproof, which means private security…"

"…which means it's gonna be more fun for us." Pietro finished for Natasha.

"Or more headaches for somebody. Probably us." Natasha pointed out, drinking her coffee.

"You guys know I can move things with my mind and my brother is very fast, right?" Wanda argued.

"Speed isn't everything, looking over your shoulder must become second nature." Natasha said.

"It's about brains and brawns, if you've forgotten." Steele said.

"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid?" Sam said as he walked up the rooftop.

"Not to my face. Why? Did you hear something?" Natasha joked.

"Eyes on target, folks. This is the best lead we've had on Rumlow in Months. I don't wanna lose him." Steve said.

"If he sees us coming, that won't be a problem, he kinda hates us." Sam said, remembering Triskelion falling down on Rumlow.

Steve looked outside the window. "Sam. You see that garbage truck? Tag it."

A drone bird flew out from Sam's pack as it scanned the truck, revealing it to be fully loaded to max weight.

"That truck's loaded for max weight and the driver's armed." Sam said.

"It's a battering ram." Natasha realized.

"Go now." Steve ordered.

"What?" Wanda demanded, confused.

"He's not hitting the police." Steve said as Sam jumped down and extended his wings, while the truck drove at full speed to Institute For Infectious Diseases. "Pietro…"

"Got it!" Pietro sped towards the truck, throwing the driver out and grabbing the wheel, turning it away from the entrance as it hit the wall.

More trucks then drove near the entrance as mercenaries went out, wearing gas masks, shooting at the guards, while a man in an armor, wearing a gas mask and metal gauntlets on his hands went out as the mercenaries fired from grenade launchers gas grenades into the windows of the institute, forcing the people out.

From above flew Sam, who threw down Steve as Pietro sped in, knocking out some mercenaries. Steve kicked a truck, knocking another one away and throwing his shield, knocking down another one before he jumped on another mercenary, standing on the top of a truck, kicking him and sending him flying against the wall, knocking him out.

"Body armor. AR-15s. I make seven hostiles." Steve said.

Sam flew up, kicking down two mercenaries before shooting the one, who got up, with his guns as he fell down.

"I make five." Sam said.

Wanda created a shield to block the gunfire and lifted another mercenary in the air.

"Pietro." Wanda said as she threw him towards her brother, who knocked him out.

"Four." Pietro said.

Redwing scanned the building.

"Rumlow's on the third floor." Sam said.

"Wanda. Pietro. Just like we practiced." Steve said.

"What about the gas?" Wanda questioned.

"Get it out." Steve ordered.

Wanda threw Steve in through the window to the upper level. Steve ripped the mask off a merc, who choked out before Steve kicked him, sending him flying back, while engaging the mercenaries as Sam and Pietro and Steele covered Wanda, who was trying to pull the gas out of the building.

Rumlow entered the lab, stealing the virus.

"He's here." Rumlow said, as he went out with his men.

"Rumlow has a biological weapon." Steve said as he entered the lab, checking the case.

"We're on it." Natasha said as she drove in with the bike and threw her Widow's Bite at one of the mercs before she jumped at him, kicking another one back and knocking the one she had grabbed, down on the ground. Natasha took down more of Rumlow's men before Rumlow grabbed her from behind. Natasha attempted to fight back but Rumlow's gear and Triskellion falling down on him a year ago made him impervious to pain, as not even the Widow's Bite affected him.

"I don't work like that no more." Rumlow said before he threw Natasha into the AFV, where were two of his men as he threw in a grenade. "Fire in the hole." Rumlow said before he closed the hatch. Natasha quickly knocked out Rumlow's men before she got out before the explosion would kill her.

Rumlow fired at Steve from another AFV, forcing Steve to run.

"Hey!" Steele shouted as he fired a grenade from his machine gun as the AFV flipped over, while Rumlow went out with his men.

Pietro knocked out the mercs as he grabbed the vial with the virus.

"I got it." Pietro said.

"Where's Rumlow?" Natasha asked.

Steve rushed into the streets, looking for Rumlow before he heard 'clang' and saw a device attached to his shield as it beeped. Steve threw it away as the device exploded before Rumlow knocked him down.

"There you are, you son of a bitch." Rumlow said happily. "I've been waiting for this!"

Rumlow sent a right hook to Steve's face, sending him flying back with his gauntlets.

Steve rolled back, when Rumlow tried to stomp on him and blocked his kick. Steve got up as he and Rumlow exchanged blows. Rumlow headbutted Steve, making him stagger and hit him in the chin, sending Steve flying back.

"Hey!"

Rumlow turned around as Steele grabbed his gauntlet and disarmed him of it. Rumlow pulled out a blade from the other gauntlet and Steele dodged before Steve elbowed Rumlow in the face. Rumlow attacked with his blade again as Steve dodged and punched and kicked him back, while Steele grabbed Rumlow and slammed him to the ground.

Rumlow got on his knees and removed his mask, revealing burns on his face as Steve neared him.

"I think I look pretty good, all things considered." Rumlow quipped.

"Who's your buyer?" Steve demanded.

"You know, he knew you two." Rumlow said. "Your pal, your buddy, your Bucky." Rumlow said, laughing, catching both Steve and Steele off-guard.

"What did you say?" Steve demanded, nearing his face to Rumlow's as both Steve and Steele were completely distracted.

"He remembered you two. I was there. He got all weepy about it. Until they put his brain back into the blender. He wanted you two to know something. He said to me, "Please, tell Rogers, when you gotta go, you gotta go. And you two are coming with me."

Rumlow pressed the trigger, when suddenly, Pietro grabbed him and sped him out of the city before he returned as on the outskirts they heard faint explosion.

"Is he…"

"Dead." Pietro nodded. "Don't worry. No casualties, I threw him into an abandoned farm."

The Avengers sighed in relief.

A month later, Cleveland, United States

Vasiliy Karpov, a retired Hydra operative, was in his house until he heard 'crash' and saw his car in the driveway being hit by another car as the driver seemed freaked out by what he had done. The man then turned to the window and realized that Karpov had been observing him.

"Hello?" The man called out with an American accent. "Is this your car out front? I jumped the curb. Maybe we could take care of it ourselves. If you wanna call the cops, then that's OK too, I guess."

"No. No cops." Karpov said as he was holding his gun before he carefully unlocked the door.

"Thank you." The man said and as the door opened, the man knocked Karpov out.

When Karpov came to, he was tied upside down, his head in a sink as it was filling with water. The man smashed a wall and picked a box, revealing inside it some files from Hydra and a red book with a black star as the man looked at the files, seeing Karpov's older photo.

"You have kept your looks, Colonel." The man said, now speaking with a Sokovian accent. "Congratulations. Mission report. December 16, 1991."

"Who are you?" Karpov demanded.

"My name is Zemo. I will repeat my question." Zemo said. "Mission report. December 16, 1991."

"How did you find me?" Karpov asked, terrified.

"When S.H.I.E.L.D. fell, Black Widow released Hydra files to the public. Millions of pages. Not easy to decipher." Zemo said, going over the Winter Soldier book. "But… I have experience. And patience." He turned to Karpov again. "A man can do anything, if he has those."

"What do you want?" Karpov demanded.

"Mission report. December 16, 1991." Zemo repeated.

"Go… to… hell!" Karpov growled.

Zemo neared him, while turning off the water. "Hydra deserves its place on the ash heap. So your death would not bother me. But I'd have to use this book… and other bloodier methods to find what I need. I don't look forward to that. You'd only be dying for… your pride."

Karpov was silent as he glared. Zemo nodded, disappointed, expecting Karpov's reaction as he turned the water on again.

"Hail… Hydra." Karpov said, while drowning in the sink as Zemo walked away.

Later, A.R.G.U.S.

"Sorry about Peggy. And that I didn't come." Steele said as he entered with Steve.

"Don't blame you. After what you've been through with H.I.V.E., just like Bucky with Hydra… facing your past is not easy, John. It's the hardest thing you'll ever have to do." Steve nodded.

"Captain Rogers. Any leads on who hired Rumlow?" Lyla asked.

"Can't say there are, Director Michaels." Steve said.

"Well, maybe we should start with—"

An agent suddenly burst into Lyla's office. "Director Michaels. You need to see the news."

Lyla turned on the TV as they saw the news about the U.S. conference being bombed.

"A bomb hidden in the news van ripped through the conference building in Washington. More than 70 people have been injured. At least 12 are dead, including Wakanda's king T'Chaka. Officials have released a video of a suspect, who they have identified as James Buchanan Barnes. The Winter Soldier. The infamous Hydra agent linked to numerous acts of terrorism and political assassinations."

The TV showed a footage of Bucky entering a van as Steve, Logan, Steele and Sam looked at each other, worried.

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