There was no time to think about what to do, they just had to act as fast as they could. Sam had rolled further down the road than they did when he made contact with the concrete, so Steve, Natasha and Jess jumped up from the ground quick enough to see the Winter Soldier aiming a grenade launcher at them.

Steve reached out and shoved Natasha and Jess away from the grenade coming at them, taking all of it's force as he blocked himself with the shield. Steve was pushed off the bridge by it's force, propelling into an oncoming bus. Jess's eyes widened in horror as she watched on, but Natasha hurried her along. They ran across the side of the now stopped cars, using them to hide from the bullets the agents shot at them.

Jess knew it wouldn't work with two people running together, they were too easy to attack and Natasha was best off on her own anyway. Jess lifted her pants and pulled a gun from the strap around her ankle, nodding to Natasha to go on.

''I'll be fine, go!'' Jess told her.

Natasha ran off, diverting the Winter Soldier's attention to her as she ran to the other side of the road. He shot another grenade toward her, but Natasha was ahead of him already. Jess watched as Natasha skillfully dodged the grenade, jumping off the bridge confidently, and that was the last Jess seen of her.

The agents were closing in on her, walking down the road as the Winter Soldier went after Natasha. Jess and Sam were still hiding behind the cars and the agents had no plans to let them go. When their footsteps got closer, Jess took a deep breath and stood up, aiming her gun toward them and shooting three bullets into the men. She hit one of them in the shoulder and shot another man to the ground, causing the others to look over to her but Sam stopped them with his own bullets. The agents fell to the ground as Sam hurried over to Jess, his eyes scanning over their surroundings.

''You alright?'' he asked as he knelt down beside her.

''Yeah,'' she nodded. ''They're going after Steve and Natasha,''

Sam looked over to the bodies of the agents, signalling for Jess to follow behind him.

''Grab whatever you can,'' he told her, taking the guns that were laying around the men.

Jess picked up two machine guns and attached another hand gun to her ankle, running behind Sam as he hurried over to the side of the bridge where Steve was thrown and Natasha had jumped. They were two of the most skilled agents at SHIELD, they were more than capable of defending themselves, but both Sam and Jess knew that these Hydra agents were different.

''How good's your aim?'' Sam asked when they saw the agents below them.

Jess answered by pointing the gun toward one of the agents walking toward the bus Steve had landed in, watching as he dropped his gun and fell to the ground in agony. Although the situation was more serious than anything she'd dealt with before, she couldn't help the smirk that crept onto her lips as Sam's eyes widened.

''Okay then,'' he nodded, satisfied.

Together, they began stopping every agent that was trying to get to Steve who was now out of the smashed and destroyed bus, using his shield to repel the bullets Hydra fired at him. The only noise Jess could hear was the constant pull her of trigger and the screams from people below.

Steve ran toward the agents with his shield, their bullets repelling back into those who shot them until he got close enough to knock them out forcefully. But they just kept on coming. When Steve turned around, he was met with an agent holding a gun to him, but he was shot down before he could pull the trigger. He looked up at the bridge to see Jess staring back down at him, a machine gun in her hand and a determined look on her face.

''We got this, go!'' Sam called out to him, lifting his gun again and attacking the other agents that were still standing.

Jess followed Sam's action as she watched Steve run away from the area. It was amazing how unharmed he was after being thrown through a bus window at such speed and height, but Jess had to keep reminding herself that he wasn't just Steve Rogers. Right now, he was Captain America.

They'd been dodging bullets and firing them for about five minutes, but the last Hydra agents they could see were finally taken care of. Jess threw the now empty machine gun to the ground, picking up the second one and following Sam down the road. He stopped at a certain point, looking down below at the abandoned truck.

''You good with heights?'' he looked over to Jess.

''Why?''

''If you wanna get off this bridge you'll have to jump,''

Jess looked down and noticed the big drop to the road below them, but the roof of the truck would make it easier. She'd jumped across buildings before and off roofs, this shouldn't have been a problem.

''Okay,'' she nodded. ''What about you?''

''I've got other plans, but I gotta suit up for that,'' he told her as she stared at him, confused. ''Just get down there and stay out of sight,''

''I have to go help Steve,'' she shook her head. ''That soldier went after Natasha and Steve's got no weapons,''

''These guys are Hydra, okay, you don't wanna mess with them,''

Jess gripped the gun tight as she jumped up onto the ledge of the bridge, looking down at the truck roof.

''They messed with me first,''

The drop from the bridge to the roof of the vehicle wasn't so bad, but it was noisy. If there was any agents around, they'd have known exactly where she was, but luckily her and Sam had already taken care of that.

When her feet made contact with the road, she began running, pulling her hood over her head. The gun was heavy in her arms, but she knew she'd need it soon enough. The screaming of bystanders lead her to where it was all unfolding. She could see Steve clearly dodging a knife that was being wielded by the Winter Soldier, a look of fear in his eyes.

There was no way she could shoot the soldier, not when he was so close to Steve. She didn't even know if a bullet would be enough to stop him, he looked like he was indestructible. Making her way over, she noticed Natasha lying by the side of a car, her hand on her shoulder and covered in blood.

''You okay?'' Jess asked as she knelt down beside her.

''I'll be fine,'' Natasha nodded, wincing in pain as she sat up. ''Where's Sam?''

''He said he had to suit up, I don't know what he was talking about,''

Natasha looked over the car and saw Steve still fighting with the soldier. She had her own experience with the man, remembering her first run-in with him where he shot through her to kill another man. Natasha knew he was extremely dangerous, and even though Steve was strong and a super-soldier, she knew the Winter Soldier wouldn't back down.

She stood up, taking a deep breath and ignoring her wounded shoulder, and picked up the grenade launcher on the ground nearby, waiting for the right time.

Jess stood near her, looking over to the two men fighting and witnessed Steve ripping the mask off the Winter Soldier's face, throwing him down. She lifted her gun, knowing that shooting the soldier would be much easier now that Steve was out of the way. However, when the soldier turned around, she saw a face that looked to familiar to harm. Even with his shoulder length brown hair drooping over the side of his face, it was obvious who he was. Jess had only two photos of the man, ones that her father had shown and gave to her, but she was sure of who she was seeing.

As if to confirm her thoughts, Steve's face mirrored her own when he stared at the man in shock.

''Bucky?'' Steve spoke, wondering if he was imagining things.

''Who the hell is Bucky?'' he turned, reaching for his gun.

Then, Jess realized what Sam meant by 'suiting up'. He flew down through the air with wings attached, a thick pair of goggles covering his eyes as he kicked Bucky to the ground before he could shoot. As he rolled to the ground and picked himself up, they all watched on, motionless as if it weren't happening.

Bucky stared at Steve, his eyes wide with so many questions as he realized the man was familiar. But that wasn't what he was here for. He had a mission, and he lifted his gun again to aim at Steve. Natasha pulled her trigger first though, sending a grenade in his direction. Bucky jumped out of the way as the grenade exploded into the car nearby, and then he was gone.

Steve stood there staring in the direction Bucky went, wondering how it was all possible. Bucky died long ago, he couldn't have survived that fall, he couldn't be here right now. He couldn't be Hydra.

Sirens echoed down the streets as SHIELD made their way to the scene. Another group of people who wanted them captured. There was no where to run, not when agents arrived on motorbikes and cars from every direction.

Jess threw her gun to the ground when they came up to her and Natasha, surrendering. She didn't understand what just happened, she couldn't believe it. They all had their hands cuffed behind their back in a matter of seconds, except Steve. He was pushed to his knees with a gun held to his head, but he didn't look scared at all. He had just seen his best friend that he thought was dead try and kill him. Bucky didn't know who he was, he wasn't the same man.

They were all lead to a van and the doors were locked behind them. Two agents sat in with them and even though they wore black helmets, they looked terrifying. Everyone was silent. Jess was sitting next to Steve who was still shock, and Sam sat opposite next to Natasha who looked weak from the amount of blood she was losing from her shoulder. Sam was told who the soldier was, but he didn't believe it.

It felt like an eternity had passed before Steve finally said anything.

''It was him,'' he spoke, his eyes on the floor. ''He looked right at me, and he didn't even know me,''

''How's that possible? It was like seventy years ago,'' Sam argued.

''Zola. Bucky's whole unit was captured in '43 and Zola experimented on him. Whatever he did helped Bucky survive the fall,'' he explained. ''They must have found him...''

''None of that's your fault Steve,'' Natasha told him.

Steve sighed.

''Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky,''

Jess looked up at him, seeing how much that man meant to Steve. They were best friends, he knew him better than anyone, or he did.

''We gotta get a doctor,'' Sam looked at Natasha's shoulder, turning to the agents. ''If we don't put pressure on that wound she's gonna bleed out right here-''

He was silenced when one of the agents held up and electrified baton and he sat back in silence. However the agent surprised them by shoving the weapon into their partner and knocking them out. They all watched on in suspense as the agent took off the helmet, revealing Maria Hill.

''That thing was squeezing my brain,'' she groaned, looking around at Sam and Jess. ''Who are these guys?''

Using one of SHIELD's more advanced creations, they had managed to escape the van they were travelling to their deaths in. Maria had chosen the right moment to get out as she had another car waiting for them to travel to an unknown location. Underground and safe, she assured them.

They all climbed out of the van, Steve stopping to help Natasha as she walked in pain. Sam and Jess followed behind as they walked, Maria taking them in after Steve assured her they were on the same team. Jess had helped them fight against Hydra, and although Steve was still annoyed with her, his answers could wait until later.

''She's lost at least a pint of blood,'' Maria told the man coming their way when they walked inside the tunnel.

''Let me take her,'' he nodded.

''She'll wanna see him first,''

They all looked at one another, confused, before they were lead to a room where Nick Fury laid in a hospital bed. Alive.

Fury looked over to them with a smirk on his lips.

''About damn time,''

Once Fury explained the situation of Hydra taking over SHIELD and how he survived the attack, Natasha had to be treated for her wound. Steve needed some space, and so did Jess. They both had just seen someone they thought was dead, they both had so many questions.

As Steve walked down the tunnel, headed for some fresh air outside, he heard someone behind him, turning to see Jess. She paused when he looked at her, figuring he was still angry.

''Don't worry I'm not following you,'' she told him. ''Just need some space,''

Steve nodded and kept walking, the only sound their footsteps as they made it outside. Jess turned to walk in a different direction, but Steve stopped her.

''Wait,'' he shook his head. ''We should talk,''

''Right now?'' she asked. ''After what just happened?''

''You owe me that,''