"What do you mean, 'you remember everything?'" He asked. It was clear he knew what I meant, but he wasn't quite sure if he could believe it himself.

"Okay, so, I don't remember everything, exactly. I remember the file. And the mission. All of the missions. At least, I think it's all of them" I nodded, pausing for a moment. "I remember telling Riley to leave. And when you came back but Riley didn't. I didn't remember him, then. Or you." I took a breath and wiped the pained tears from under my eyes. Sam looked at me with question in his eyes.

"They were sending me after the Winter Soldier the whole time, Sam." I explained, my voice cracking at the end. "Riley accidentally 'woke me up' while you were away, getting food. The file had information on the Winter Soldier program, but when he reactivated me I didn't remember. He did it again after a couple of missions. He was scared that they were going to use the program on me, so I told him to leave. I told him both of you needed to leave. I knew I couldn't. After that, no one woke me up again." I leaned my head back and stared at the ceiling, watching the fan that was unmoving and waiting for him to speak again.

It took him a moment to find the right words. "Phoebe," He started, sighing lightly, "I don't know why you were sent to Sokovia. They only told me they had sent your squad in to recover hostages being held by HYDRA and you were captured. We both know that's not your line of work." I nodded and took a deep breath.

The memories were in the forefront of my mind. It was the same memory I'd dreamt of almost every night since coming home from Sokovia, but it was completely different. I had to take a few breaths and steady myself before I began explaining to Sam.

"Soldat?" (Soldier) I heard, my eyes snapping open and focusing on the men in front of me. I assessed the room around me, the familiar men on each side of me.

"Gotovy soblyudat." (Ready to comply) I replied, awaiting my newest mission. My thoughts spun, my punishment for not completing the most recent mission was in the forefront of my mind. I could not fail them this time.

"Excellent. Onyx, mission assignment." I nodded, awaiting the assignment. "There is a cell of HYDRA agents said to be hiding the Winter Soldier in a church inside of Sokovia. It is disguised as a children's refuge. They will be underground. If the soldier is not there, you will need to be captured by the agents and taken to the Sokovian HYDRA research base. Vy poniamayete?" (Do you understand?) He finished. I grabbed the file from his hands and tucked it under my arm.

"Ponyal" (I understand) I replied, waiting for my dismissal.

"You will go with your assigned crew. If they must capture you, make sure there are no survivors. After that, your only possible contact will be this." He held a small wire in his hand. It had a tiny, inconspicuous clasp as well as a sensor. "Cover the sensor when you have secured the Winter Soldier. It is heat sensitive. You will be recovered immediately. Vy uvoleny." (You are dismissed) I gave a salute to the commander and he moved aside.

I held my rifle close as we approached the church, still hidden a few buildings away, I signaled for the men to halt.

"Doyal, Turner," I called, the men's heads turned to look at me, "you two go around the back. If anyone tries to get out, you take care of them." They nodded and I turned to the next two men, "Wolff and Stewart, I need you to stay out front. They're going to try and get out and there's probably more of them than there are of us. Williams, Jacobson and Greene, you're going in with me. If anyone moves against our orders, you shoot. If anyone runs, reaches for anything, you have to shoot. These people are cold-blooded. They will kill you if they get the chance. We aren't taking any hostages. They'll be dead before we can get them back to base. Cyanide is popular around here. We get the soldier and get out. Everyone understand?" The men nodded and a few saluted me. I gave the signal before turning the corner, leading the way.

There was no one standing guard in front of the church. It looked like some kind of set up. But, we kept marching forward. The moment I walked through the archway entrance of the church I felt an arm wrap around my neck, trying to pull me down. I used the end of my rifle to strike the man in the ribs, and his grip on me slackened. I pulled back before bringing my fist up and punching him hard in the face, knocking him back a bit. I brought my foot up and sent him flying backwards with the force of my kick.

I could sense another man behind me and I turned quickly, hardly aiming my gun before shooting him point-blank. They seemed to be the only two men in the entry way, so I continued through, my men following behind me. I heard a gun click, but my senses were such that I aimed my gun and shot him before his finger could make it to the trigger.

"Get downstairs!" I heard one of my men yell. They had begun fighting off and shooting the soldiers, keeping them away from me. I assessed the room quickly, finding the staircase just as several men were headed down it. I managed to hit one of them in the head, his body falling limp on the stairway.

I headed in the direction of the stairs, looking over my shoulder to make sure the other men had my back. "Onyx!" I heard Williams yell and I hit the ground, rolling before standing up again, barely missing a shot aimed at my shoulder.

I reached the staircase and quickly descended the flight. When I reached the bottom, there were two separate hallways. I followed the one on the right, reaching the door that was slightly cracked at the end of it. I pushed the door open with the end of my rifle and aimed into the room, prepared for an attack. I found the room empty, but there were computer monitors and lights flashing dangerously. Approaching the monitors, I spun quickly and sprinted towards the staircase after reading the screen closest to me.

"Everyone out!" I yelled, signaling to my men. There were only a few agents left, but I could see several sneaking out the back of the church. I could only hope my men would pick them off. "The place is set to blow! Get out!" I approached my men and pushed them towards the entrance again.

We barely made it several feet from the building exploded behind us. I was thrown from my feet and I used my arms to shield my face, my rifle lying on the ground next to me.

I felt a pair of hands on my arms, lifting me up from the ground while another pulled me under cover of a building.

After I took a few deep breaths, I turned to the three men next to me. "Did anyone else make it out?" I asked. It was just Jacobson, Greene and Turner left with me now. They shook their heads; I could tell by the look on their faces that they were trying not to grieve yet. "We need to keep moving. Mission's not over."

I peered around the corner of the crumbling building behind me; my rifle in hand and prepared to fire if I found anyone on the other side. There were several HYDRA soldiers in a group. They were huddled around someone, and when one of the men moved, I could see a red soviet star shine in the light. I didn't have any chance of securing him with just three men, so I knew what I had to do.

I turned back to my team, giving them the signal to go ahead so I could stay behind in case they opened fire on us. I would need to survive to be captured. I lagged behind them slightly, but followed in their tracks.

I heard Greene yell, "Grenade!" and I felt the ground shake below me before I felt the pieces of shrapnel lodge into my thigh, and I felt the sting of the debris that was upturned on my cheeks.

The force of the explosion knocked me backwards and I quickly turned onto my stomach and covered my head with my arms so it wasn't exposed. When the ground finally stopped shaking I lifted my head and turned back around to check the damage the grenade had caused.

I felt my jaw drop at the sight before me. My last three team members was laid in the desert sand. Some were missing limbs.

I stumbled to my feet, abandoning my rifle as I ran to my team; I had to make sure I didn't leave a single survivor behind. I had to follow my commander's orders.

By the time I approached the last private, a pair of black boots came into my vision as someone approached me. Everyone on my team was accounted for in the bodies that laid scattered around me, so I knew it couldn't have been one of them. I felt a chill run down my spine as I hesitated to look up. When I finally could, I was staring into the barrel of a gun held by the Winter Soldier. I felt the end of someone's rifle collide with the side of my head before I blacked out.


Alright, I've decided that Wednesdays will be my second upload day! Starting next week there will be two chapters a week! Again, I hope you all enjoy the story so far, let me know if you find any mistakes as well as any errors with the plot! Thank you for reading!