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Chapter 6
Recruits

SHIELD Academy of Science and Technology. Apparently there were several schools most of the agents at SHIELD had to attend before being able to actually be an agent. Jamie and Steve were just two examples of the exceptions. And Tony was actually just an asset, getting used by SHIELD almost as much as she was. Not that she really cared, she knew what she was signing up for.

The SHIELD Academy of Science and Technology was where all their techs and Docs came from. It was also known as Sci-Tech, according to the file she was given. There was also the Academy of Communications, which was the biggest and focused on data analysis, much like what Taylor did, though her job crossed over into Sci-Tech as well. The Academy of Operations was the most aggressive program, and the one the most dropped out of. That would have been what Jamie was placed, if she had gone to one of the schools.

"Solace, five minutes until arrival," the pilot told her.

"Thanks," Jamie said, glancing up from her tablet.

But Sci-Tech was where Jamie was going. It located in one of the old SSR - the Strategic Scientific Reserve building, the organization that came before SHIELD, the one that Colonel Phillips, Howard Stark, and Agent Peggy Carter helped establish, the woman Steve had been in love with - probably was still in love with - from back in his time.

Jamie felt bad, but she had looked into the woman that Steve cared so deeply for. She was curious, and her research was harmless. But what she found on the woman was extremely interesting. She was beautiful, brave, intelligent and she sure as hell kicked ass. Jamie was rather jealous that she never got to meet the woman and Steve kept her all to himself.

The quinjet touched down, and the back opened. Jamie exited with her tablet in hand, meeting with a dark haired woman in a professional suit. Jamie had also looked into the woman that was the head of Sci-Tech.

"Agent Weaver," Jamie greeted, offering a hand to shake.

"Forgive me when I'm not exactly sure what you refer to you as," she said with a soft chuckle. "Do you prefer Solace, Agent Roe, Private Roe?"

"I suppose I should just stick to Solace, seeing as that's what everybody is calling me," Jamie said.

"Well, it is truly a pleasure meeting you, Solace," she said. "And may I thank you for your services during the Battle of New York."

"Hey, don't mention it," Jamie said.

"Director Fury contacted me himself and informed me of the situation," Weaver said. "It's a very unfortunate situation. Please, follow me."

"Of course," Jamie agreed.

The two walked through campus. Agent Weaver received respected greeting from the students at the academy, and then blank stared followed by whispers, just like everywhere she went where people knew who she was. It was highly uncomfortable, to say the least, but Jamie had a job to do. A job far more important and uncomfortable than just the gossip hopping around about an Avenger present in their academy. Her suit was a dead giveaway.

Jamie just locked that all away though. She had to focus on her mission: telling Andy about Aaron.

"Do you have a strategy for telling him, if you don't mind me asking," Weaver asked.

"Honestly?" Jamie sighed. "I was just kinda go with the flow. There really isn't a playbook for telling someone their brothers an evil henchman."

"No, I suppose there isn't," Weaver muttered. She glanced down at her watch and, leading Jamie down another hallway. "You arrived earlier than expected. I had originally planned on having you meet with Andy in my office, but he should be getting out of his last class of the day in a couple minutes."

"Greet at the door and move somewhere private?" Jamie asked , finishing the plan.

"My thoughts exactly," she said.

The two stopped outside a lecture hall's doors, patiently waiting for Andy to get out. The schedule on the plaque next to the door said that the class that was in there was History of SHIELD.

"So, uh, what exactly does Andy do here?" Jamie asked.

"Andy specializes in Forensic Reconstruction, Technology and Toxicology,"' Weaver said. "All of which he has PhD's in."

"But isn't he only nineteen?" Jamie gaped.

"You have to have at least one PhD to get into the academy, though there are some special exceptions," she clarified. "I'm not exactly surprised that they told people he was still in high school. A lot of families like to keep some anonymity and normalcy. Avoid attention. I'm sure you can understand that."

"Of course," Jamie said. "It's a nice warm safety blanket. A luxury I'm not really fortunate enough to have anymore."

"Quite the opposite of what most operatives want," Weaver said.

People started to stream out of the lecture hall a moment later. And, just as Jamie and Weaver had been walking across campus, the students coming out talked amongst themselves until they notices Jamie and Weaver. They greeted Weaver before focusing primarily on Jamie, whispering amongst themselves about why she was there and how her powers worked. Jamie just rolled her eyes and watched the door for Andy.

It wasn't much longer after that that Andy excited, talking to a male and female about what she assumed was a project or the class.

The blonde female was the first of their group to notice. Her brown eyes widened, her mouth falling open. "Holy Solace," she muttered, swatting Andy with the back of her hand. "Look, oh my God!"

Andy looked over, not really sure what she meant by "Holy Solace" until he spotted Jamie. He blinked, telling his two friends he'd catch up with them later, before making his way over to Jamie and Agent Weaver. "Geez, JR. It's been forever!" He wrapped his arms around the shorter female, giving her a tight hug, which bothered her still healing ribs. Her feeling factor helped a lot, but they still weren't all back together yet. "You look like shit!"

"Well, thanks, Andy! You sure know how to make a girl feel beautiful!" Jamie scoffed, shoving his shoulder playfully.

"You're welcome!" he laughed. "What the hell are you doing here? You're not nearly smart enough to attend."

"Oh, make a girl feel smart too! You're just full of surprises," she laughed, knowing very well that he was just joking, even though it was true. "Business actually."

"Oh," Andy muttered, smile falling off his face.

It was a rather awkward walk to Weaver's office. And once inside, it wasn't much better. Weaver was in her chair behind the desk, while Andy was in one of the two chairs across from her. Jamie, on the othe rhand, was leaning up against the front of Weaver's desk. She left enough room so that she wasn't in the way of Weaver looking at Andy and vice versa. But she was in front of Andy to look him in the eyes to tell him everything she needed to.

"You don't come see me unless it has something to do with Aaron," Andy pointed out.

Jamie took in a deep breath before looking at Andy. "Yes," she stated. "It's Aaron."

"You said he was dead," he said. "Are you trying to tell me he isn't?"

"No, he's alive," Jamie said. "But he's not the same person he used to be."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Andy asked.

"The people that had us," Jamie went on, "Cerberus, they...well, they're not good people. And went we escaped, he thought…" Jamie sighed, running a hand through her hair. "He thought we abandoned him there. And so he started to willingly work with them."

"No, Aaron wouldn't do that," he protested.

"Andy, he killed Patrick," Jamie informed him. "And we took me."

Andy's eyes scanned over her injured state once more. "Did he…? Was he the one that did…"

"Yes," she answered simply. "Your brother blames me for everything that's happened to him. I "left" him. I took you away from him by telling you he was dead. So he felt like he didn't have anybody. And in that loneliness and desperation he opened up to the wrong people and he truly believes what Cerberus is doing." She looked down at her hand, glowing it's flaming blue light. "He wants to help evolve humanity into this."

"So this really is him. Not some brainwashed version of my brother?"

"No, I'm sorry," she said.

Andy leaned forward, shaking his head in his hands. "First I lose my brother in death and now I lose him because he's insane. Great. Guess who's going to be the new topic of gossip on campus?" he chuckled humorlessly.

"They don't have to know if you don't tell them," Weaver added.

"The only people that know this besides the three of us are Director Fury and a hand full of people working directly under one man that I trust with my life, and Captain Rogers. As long as Aaron stays in the shadows and out of the public's eye, nobody else has to know about it. And we'll do our best to stop Cerberus."

"So I'm just supposed to pretend that my brother is like your arch nemesis or something?" Andy scoffed.

Jamie didn't know how to respond to that. So instead, she just went on to something else that she could say. "You're taking this differently than I thought you would,"

"How else am I supposed to react?"

"I don't know. Blame me maybe?" she sighed. Jamie pushed off the desk and plopped down into the empty chair.

"I don't blame you for any of this, JR. I mean, you saved the rest of you when you were there. And look at all of the people you saved during the invasion!" Andy said. "I couldn't blame you even if I wanted to. My logical brain takes control of everything else up there."

"Well, in this instance, I am very happy it is," Jamie said. "I'm really sorry about all this, Andy. Really."

"Just promise me something, okay?" Andy asked. "If there's any chance that he can, you know, still be him, can you try and take him in alive?"

Jamie honestly didn't know if that was possible to do, but she prefered to have him rotting in a jail instead of six feet in the ground. So she would make the deal. "I will try, Andy. For you."

"Thanks, Jamie."

One thing about England that Jamie absolutely loved was all the old stone and brick buildings. She supposed that was one of the reasons why she loved DC so much. There was so much history and so much to learn and take it that she could never be bored.

She would have rather been in London, but Chivenor wasn't all that unfamiliar to her. She had never been, but her father had once been there when they were supposed to be on a vacation in London. He had done that often to his children. Claimed his full attention was with them on their vacation and then once they arrived he would take off for at least one day and go to a base.

Her father hadn't been a bad guy, but he didn't prioritize all that well while he was alive.

But she wasn't in Chivenor, UK, because of her father. No, she was on official SHIELD business, much to the military's dismay. She was escorted on base to meet with Colour Sergeant Cameron Rhys first. The other men Corporal Owen Graham, Corporal William Dove, and Private Jack Shearer were already being brought to their meeting.

"Ma'am, in here," the Private instructed, bringing her into what looked like a meeting room. There was already one person in there when she stepped in, and from that point on, she was his responsibility, not the Private's. Which she assumed was very much to his relief.

The every so tall Rhys turned around and blinked at Jamie for a moment before finally smiling. He made his way to her, incredibly muscular arms (though not nearly as godly as Thor's or large as Cap's) crossed across his chest. His blue eyes seemed genuinely happy to see her. And even with all the stress of the job, he didn't look any older than his twenty-nine years.

"Jamie," he chuckled, pulling her into a tight, friendly hug.

"It is good to see you again, Rhys," Jamie said, pulling back to look up at him, but not out of his hold. "How have you been?"

"Busy," he admitted. Rhys pulled out of the embrace and placed one very large hand on the side of her face, tilting her head to get a better look at her still healing face. "And I see you have as well."

"Yeah, that's actually why I'm here," she admitted.

"What's going on?"

"Well, there's our little very own super-hero!"

Jamie just chuckled and turned around. The three remaining Brits came in, two of which were rather excited to see her, the other was happy, but definitely didn't' want to give her the satisfaction of giving her that. After all, they didn't get along all that much.

The twenty-seven year old, Corporal Owen Graham walked in first. His light brown/dirty blond hair was still just as short as it had been, if not cut shorter than the last she had seen him. His hazel eyes still as shiny and immature as ever.

He was followed by Corporal William Dove, the much more silent man, sweet man. His black hair was shorter than before, much closer to how Graham's hair was now than it had been when they first met. But his green eyes were still just as bright, though surrounded by black bags. He looked as if he had been working himself too hard and wasn't getting enough sleep.

Lastly was Jack "Jackass" Shearer. The brunette glared his brown eyes at her, though he was having a hard time keeping the smirk off his face, telling her he wasn't all too annoyed by her presence.

Graham engulfed her in a massive hug that hurt her bruises, but she ignored it. He didn't know just how bruised up her midsection was. "I'd rather not be called that, Graham," Jamie said. "Let's just stick to Jamie."

"Not Solace?" Dove chuckle, kissing her on the cheek.

"No, my friends call me Jamie. Co-workers that I'm not friends with call me Solace."

"So you mean Shearer?" Graham laughed.

"Yes, like Jack!" Jamie joked, shaking hands with the youngest member of the group.

"You look like shit," Jack pointed out.

"Don't be rude, Shearer," Rhys ordered. "Jamie is a friend, and she deserves respect."

"It's okay," Jamie said. "I do look like shit. And like I said, that's actually kind of why I'm here."

"Why don't you go on this time?" Rhys asked.

Jamie sighed and ran a hand through her locks. "You better sit down," she said. "This'll take a while."

"Wait, so you want us, all four of us to transfer for this task force?" Rhys asked, sitting forward. he had listened to her story very intently, not asking a single question as she went on about Aaron and what Fury had assigned her to do.

"Yes," she admitted. "Director Fury wants a small task force dedicated to tracking and bringing down Cerberus facilities. He's got some good agents already picked out, but I'm already on specific assignments, and He doesn't want me involved. Too personally connected. But he needs someone that knows Vererus. And you guys do. You know how they work, what they do, and better yet, you know Aaron, but you're not as personally connected to him as I am."

"But I don't know anything about SHIElD," Shearer admitted.

"It's the Strategic Homeland Intervention. Enforcement and Logistics Division," Dove informed him. "They were previously known as the Strategic Scientific Reserve. They've around since WWII."

"What he said," Jamie chuckled. "Not gonna lie though, the pay is shitty but what's better than getting justice for what happened to us?"

"Well, I'm in," Graham said. "If Jamie's working for them, and Captain freakin' America is, then I'm in."

"Cap's really the reason I agreed to working there," Jamie said.

"So you really know Captain America?" Graham asked. "Can you introduce us?"

"I guess, but I don't think you'll be in DC very often," Jamie admitted. "Fury said that the base for your task force will be in Europe. But I'll see what I can do."

"Well, if I can take some shots at Cerberus then I'll join," Shearer said. "Getting some payback will do me well to help sleep at night."

"Do I get access to SHIELD technology?" Dove asked.

"Yes. Probably not everything new, but I've got some friends in the science side of SHIELD and I'm sure they'd like to have their things tested out in the 'd appreciate the input."

"Alright, I'll join then, but only if Rhys is in," Dove said.

Jamie turned to look at Rhys, who had been relatively quiet since his first question. "Cam?" Jamie asked. "Care to share?"

Rhys was silent for a good deal of time, which made her a bit worried. She was really counting on Rhys to actually run the task force. "Did he really do that to you?" he asked. "Did Aaron really torture you?"

"Trust me, Cam. I don't want to believe it either, but Aaron has to be stopped," she said.

"Then yes, I will do this. Because I can't stand by and let him do that again. Not to you, Jamie. We wouldn't be alive today if it weren't for you," he said.

"Hey, it goes both ways," Jamie said. "If you guys hadn't been there, we probably wouldn't have gotten out too."

"Duh," Jack muttered.

"Okay, I should get going," Jamie said. "I'll tell Fury you're all in, and thing'll really start to shift into place before you know it."

Sorry the schedule was broken. My Grandfather was here visiting from California and he's one of those people that constantly needs to be entertained...I wanted to die. Love the guy, but I can't take it when he comes to visit. Anyway, enough of me being mean about my family. I hope you guys liked the chapter. It's not my best, and I'm not fully happy about it, but I'm okay with it, I guess. I hope you guys liked it. And the next chapter has all those little fanfictions that you guys gave me in it.

Thanks go to the following for their review on the previous chapter:

KnowInsight- Technically Aaron wasn't brain washed. You'll come to see in later meetings that that's true. He actually believes in what Cerberus is doing after being left there. And I know it's not the most original, but it's also not all the same as Bucky. Which, again, will show in later chapters. Aaron isn't a good person anymore. He's willingly doing this. Not just because Cerberus is telling him to. He's doing it because he wants to. Bucky was ordered to do so, and because they wiped his memory and brainwashed him, he didn't really know better. Aaron does and he wants to go ahead with it. Oh, there'll be more Agents of SHIELD too. I love Phil!

Jo-I hope your New Year is going well too. And maaaaybe. I'm not telling you who the stalker is...

Queen of Erebor- Yeah, I love Coulson and would've been happy to know he was alive too, but also a bit pissed he didn't tell. That's exactly how Jamie felt.

CJ/OddBall: Oh yeah, you know Steve was freaking out! I mean, he was supposed to her from Jamie the next day. And she's not one to break her promises. Oh yeah, if Steve ever gets a hold of Aaron, he'd be dead, for sure!
Jamie: Okay, okay. Just shut your little hamster mouth, got it! Or else I'll blast you into next Tuesday without breakout you out of the ball.

Jedi Jelsa777- I miss the bus too! I love what they've done, but I miss simple missions every once in a while...not that they were really simple but...well, I think you get what I mean.

TMN4899- I'm not confirming or denying if Aaron's the one that sent the flowers. I do love how Steve and Jamie's dynamic has developed. I thank my friend for helping me on his dialog every once in a while. I just really wanted them to be good friends first, because I can see Steve being really hesitant to try anything to do with a romance. He would just kind of start to develop the feelings as time went on and before he knew it, he likes her and Natasha is telling him that he does, kind of like what happened with Jamie.

Kimberlyannelston- I'm so glad you love it all so far! It's so nice to hear! I hope this chapter wasn't a disappointment.

thatcrazyginger- I'm sorry you feel that way. And I'm not the happiest with them either. I was in a rush to get them out because my grandfather was visiting and I didn't really have as much time to look them over again, as well as the fact that my beta was kind of on vacation. I hope this was a bit better, but like I said above, I'm still not as happy with it. Next chapter is already written and it's better, I think.

BowlolCereal- Don't worry, I'm not abandoning the story. I promise. I already have half of the movie written and I have the next chapter done too. There's also one more chapter before the movie starts that I have to finish but that's not that big of a deal. I hope you liked the chapter though!