How they managed to get into the Triskellion without being shot dead was astounding to Jess as she followed behind the others, her gun in her hand. Maria Hill may have gone into hiding with Fury, but she still had pull at the headquarters and contacts with people who would gladly follow her order without question. Steve lead them down the hall of one of the floors on the top levels, seeming to know exactly where he was going and what he was planning to do.

Sam was behind him, gun in his hand, just the same as Maria. When they reached the door, Jess stood back and made sure no one followed them as they got the attention of SHIELD controllers inside.

''Excuse us,''

Jess turned once she heard Steve's voice, watching as he walked past the man and into the control room. The stares from the people inside was uncomfortable, their confusion mixed with worry. SHIELD was aware of that fact Steve Rogers was a target and a threat, that his capture was top priority, but none of them acted upon it. They just watched on as Steve made his way over to the monitors.

Sam stood back behind him, ready to cover if any of them decided to do anything. Maria stood to the side, looking over the screens and gathering information she'd missed in her time away. They knew Steve's plan and were prepared to follow him through it all, but it all came down to whether or not the first part would work.

Steve took a deep breath as he found the transmitter and held down the button, his words about to reach all of the headquarters.

''Attention all SHIELD agents, this is Steve Rogers,''

Agents all stopped their work, listening to the voice of the man they were searching for. In his office, surrounded by the World Safety Council, Alexander Pierce froze.

''You've heard a lot about me over the last few days, some of you were even ordered to hunt me down. I think it's time you knew the truth. SHIELD is not what he thought it was. It's been taken over by Hydra, Alexander Pierce is their leader. The strike and Insight group are Hydra as well, I don't know how many more, but I know they're in the building, they could be standing right next to you. They almost have what they want - absolute control. They shot Nick Fury, and it won't end their. If you launch those hellicarriers then Hydra will be able to kill anyone that stands in their way. Unless we stop them. I know I'm asking a lot, the price of freedom is high, it always has been, but it's a price I'm willing to pay. And if I'm the only one, so be it. But I'm willing to bet I'm not,''

Maria looked over to him, hoping his plea would work. She knew SHIELD and the agents, she was sure they weren't all bad, but Hydra had been inside for so long that she didn't know anymore. They all just hoped.

Steve stopped talking, standing up straight away from the transmitter. That was the only message he'd be able to get across, Hydra agents were coming for them now they knew where they were, but he was sure there would be people listening who would stand by him.

Sam walked over to him a few moments later, breaking the silence.

''Did you write that down first, or was it off the top of your head?''

The room began to clear out once Steve's speech was finished, and Maria took her seat at the control panel to monitor everything that was happening. This was their plan starting action, from now on there was no time to pause and think about who was going to help them and who was Hydra, they just had to stop those helicarriers.

''Let's go, strike team will be here soon,'' Steve began, his shield in his hand as he walked toward the door.

Sam and Jess followed out behind him hurriedly, hoping that their exits weren't blocked. Maria watched them go before her eyes began scanning over all of the information coming through.

On the higher levels, they were close to the helipads outside where the carriers were being launched, but they weren't going to get into them from here. That's where Sam was more than happy to lend a hand, or a wing.

Outside, they began running from the exit down the helipad. They had to try and stop the pilots of the helicarriers first. Jess ran behind them, her gun in her hand and a look of determination and anger on her face. She was going to be facing off Hydra, the people who destroyed her family and had all the answers she'd been searching for. There was no way she was going to let them win this.

''Hey Cap, how do we know the good guys from the bad guys?'' Sam asked as he ran.

''If they're shooting at you they're bad!'' Steve called back, making both Sam and Jess smirk in amusement.

This is where it all got interesting, and very dangerous. Even as she ran, Jess could hear the shouts of agents below at the helicarriers. It was their job to stop the launch, but Jess couldn't help feeling uneasy about the whole thing. There was so many of them.

''I'll meet you down there,'' Steve looked back at them, looking at Jess worriedly.

He had to keep telling himself that she was capable of this, she wasn't worried and he shouldn't be either. But she was worried, specifically about the fact they were running to the end of a helipad.

''Woah how am I-'' Jess let out a brief scream as Sam picked her up.

The ground disappeared beneath her feet as Sam held onto her, the wings of his suit carrying them over the steep drop to the helipad below. Steve, however, jumped down, rolled onto the hard ground, and got up to run again. It looked completely effortless. Jess clutched Sam's arm as he spun around in the air, dodging the bullets coming their way.

''Hang on!'' he told her as he pulled her closer to his chest, the wings wrapping around them both.

Sam spun in the air fast, missing the bullets and flying higher into the air. He just had to lose them long enough to get Jess to the ground even though it looked just as dangerous down below. As he flew high, he paused for a moment as they began to fall, spinning once again and aiming headfirst for the ground. Jess bit down on her lip, trying to stay calm, but she hadn't exactly been literally flying before.

When they got low enough to the ground, Sam spread the wings and softened their landing. He could stay though, he had to help from the air, he had to get to the pilots of the helicarriers and help stop them.

''You got this?'' he asked as their feet hit the ground.

''Yeah, thanks!'' Jess called back as she began running.

This wasn't going to be easy.

Shots were already coming her way as she ducked behind one of the containers, listening to what direction they were coming from. When they paused, Jess stood up fast and found the people shooting and with four pulls of her trigger, they dropped to the ground. She didn't have time to stay in one place, she had to help Steve get into the helicarrier but it was going to be tough with all of these agents standing in their way.

Running, she shot at all of the agents she could see lifting their guns toward her. She knew there was more, but she had to keep running. However when one of them threw their arm around her neck, holding her in a headlock, she pulled herself down to her knees. Choking for air, Jess groaned loudly through her teeth and she reached up to the man's head and pulled it over the top of her, watching as his body hit the concrete hard. But he wasn't done. When he got up to attack her again, he gripped his fingers tight around her throat as she reached for his head. It was becoming extremely difficult to do anything at all as he body ran out of oxygen, but she managed to get a grip on his head, his angry eyes looking deep into hers as if he was savoring the idea of watching her slowly choke to her death.

''Hail Hydra!'' he spat.

Jess used whatever strength she had left to quickly twist his neck, listening to it crack as his grip left her throat. His lifeless body fell back to the ground, and Jess fell to her knees for a moment to catch her breath. She looked over to the man, thinking about what she'd just done. He was Hydra, he was going to kill her, but it still didn't make the sickening sound of his neck breaking any easier to think about. But it had to be done.

Within seconds, Jess was up and running again. She jumped up on top of a shipping container and began running along the line of them. It provided a good angle to shoot towards agents and see any oncoming threats, but it also allowed her to be seen by all of them. As she neared the end of the line, she pulled a knife from her back pocket and threw it skillfully into one of the agent's shoulders, causing him to drop the gun. When she jumped down, she quickly heaved the knife from his body and picked up his gun, using it to knock him unconscious before running again.

Jess was glad that she wasn't responsible for carrying one of the three targeting blades. There was no way she was getting into one of the carriers at this pace, but she was happy to help clear the way and make it easier for Steve and Sam to do so. It wasn't long before Steve's voice came through to all of them that he had placed the first blade into the helicarrier that was still on the ground, but there were two more up in the air now.

''Falcon, where are you?'' Maria asked from the control room, overlooking the entire situation on screen and making sure everything went as smooth as it could.

''Had to take a detour!'' was Sam's response.

A few minutes later his voice was back.

''Two down, one to go,'' Maria reminded them.

As Jess made her way down to the end of the helipad were other agents were gathered, she realized that these people weren't Hydra. They were giving orders to one another and stressing that they were Captain Rogers' only air crew, the only help that Steve had. It was comforting that not all of SHIELD had been swallowed whole by Hydra, but the feeling of ease didn't last long.

The jet they were about to pile into was blown up in seconds, the explosion knocking the agents down. It didn't end there either as two other jets were taken down, agents killed by the explosive action.

Behind the smoke that took over the helipad and holding a large missile launcher was The Winter Soldier. Bucky Barnes, her grandfather, was walking her way with a terrifying look of concentration on his face. She hadn't seen him up close before or witnesses just how real he was. It was hard to believe the man was her grandfather. He had no idea about her or even her father, absolutely no knowledge of having a family even before his memories were wiped, and even if he did, Jess was sure that the gun he lifted into his hands would still be pointed towards her. His orders were to kill, it didn't matter who got in his way.

Jess didn't want to hurt him, but she knew that there were many things that wouldn't kill him. She could shoot his arm, his leg, somehow stop or slow him down.

When he shot toward her, she ran off to the side, ducking headfirst as she rolled behind a piece of the jet that had blown up. Pulling a gun from her holster, she took a deep breath before jumping and running again. She knew he'd be watching intently, so she tried her best to keep moving. Looking over to him, she thought carefully as she lifted her gun and shot towards him, but when she heard the ting of the bullet hitting his metal arm, she knew she'd missed his right arm.

The only option now was to run, but he was running right behind her. She quickly pulled the knife out of her pocket again and threw it in his direction, hearing his brief gasp as it lodge itself in his leg. She ran faster then, but she slowly realized there was nowhere to go. When she turned around again, she let out a scream as she was faced with Bucky right behind her, the knife in his hands.

She managed to dodge his first attempt to stab her in the chest, and she grabbed his right arm and began to twist it behind his head. He grabbed her hand on his and ripped her from behind him, throwing her to the ground in front as he lifted the knife, his angry eyes piercing through hers as he attacked again. Jess captured his hand with the two of hers, holding him off her. She let out a panicked groan through her gritted teeth as she held him off, but the knife was getting terrifyingly close to her chest. She had no idea how she was managing to push against his force, but her mind wasn't on her sudden surge of strength or the fact that this man trying to kill her was her grandfather, but rather on getting away from this situation.

Jess rolled away from the knife when she saw her chance, but Bucky had grown tired of fighting the girl. He threw the knife to the ground and grabbed her by the throat, walking over nearby to the edge of the helipad and dropping her, ignoring her screams as she fell.