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The sky was overcast as they drove down the bumpy road between two mountains. They had left the village early, leaving two tied up Hydra agents locked in Alyona's basement. The crisp air crept into every crevice and even with the heater in the car going the four occupants felt the blistering cold. Steve looked to his side to see Dr Simmons pull her jacket a little tighter around herself as she peered down at a map. The biochemist had immediately questioned Natasha and him when they got back to Alyona's that night and quickly checked both for injuries despite their insistence that they were fine.

They had explained the situation and ever since Jemma had been deep in thought, apparently not long after the men had gone outside with Steve had the man at the bar disappeared. Jemma's face had gone stony after they could get no more information out of the two men after they came to. Both stayed silent to most questions only occasionally repeating the phrase "Cut off one head and two more shall take its place." Almost robotically back at the growingly frustrated Captain.

Now they were on their way into the mountain range and the road steadily got worse the further they drove along. Steve gave Alyona credit, she was an excellent driver, and she navigated extremely well. Even with her skills though, they were no match for the rough snow covered terrain that was attributed to the winter conditions. Steve looked up at the steep peak and white covered rocks and lines of trees that jutted out of the mountain they were closest to. Soon the car came to a stop.

"Drive no closer, must walk rest of way." Alyona said as she opened her door. They felt their only barrier against the harsh Russian cold be taken away and the ice begin to settle in their lungs. Steve hopped out and strapped on his pack and then his shield over the top. He immediately felt better with the familiar weight on his back, reassured that he now had his greatest weapon.

Steve looked over to see the three other girls were rugged up and ready to go. Alyona quickly took up the lead and they were lead to the base of the mountain. There was a track, or what was left of one winding up the side of the mountain. It was covered in snow and it could be seen where parts of it had fallen away. They soon started their way up, going slow as to watch their footing.

"According to the satellite reading there should be an opening somewhere on the East side of the mountain. I would predict it to be higher up but keep your eyes open." Jemma looked down at a map in her hands before glancing down at her footing as she followed Alyona's steps carefully.

"What will the opening look like?" Natasha asked.

"I am not entirely sure, look out for any abnormalities in the mountain structure." Alyona looked back at Simmons.

"Look out for anything different."

The four marched for hours at a slow pace. They clambered over large fallen boulders, sludged through pools of icy water and they hugged the wall of the mountain as they passed breaks in the track. The climb was steep and the cold air stole away their air as they pushed themselves higher up. Soon the cold as well as the climb seemed to get to Jemma. Steve looked at the young scientist as she continued on, the steam coming out of her mouth in large puffs.

"Maybe we should take a break." Natasha suggested as she looked at the exhausted young agent. Steve felt his shoulders stiffen.

"No we keep going, we have to be close we've been walking for hours." The red head glared at him.

"Everyone is tired and Agent Simmons could use the rest." Steve would be lying if a part of him didn't want to stop for the young girl but the bigger part of him screamed to keep going.

"I know but we can't stop!"

"Steve you are letting your desire to find out about Barnes compromise your thinking." Natasha didn't raise her voice but her tone had taken on a hard edge as she stood in front of the imposing figure of the super soldier. She stood her ground as the large blonde Captain raised his body up in frustration.

Steve couldn't believe this, they knew how important this mission was to him. They were close, so close he could feel it. They were near to finding answers about Bucky. He had let his friend down once and he would not do it again.

Steve felt the familiar scenes flashing in his head quickly like a slide show, the images made him feel nauseous as he briefly closed his eyes. Bucky smiling, Bucky laughing, Bucky giving orders and then of course the end frozen image of the winter soldier. The cold eyes, the straight mouth, a man who didn't recognise himself as Bucky or recognise the man he was attacking as his best friend. Steve clenched his fists and felt his rage build. He had let that happen to him, let him become the assassin that Bucky would never willingly be. He had abandoned his friend thinking him dead and now he was dealing with the consequences.

"Look if Dr Simmons isn't able to deal with the climbing then maybe it was a mistake to bring her along!" As the Captain snapped the words he knew they weren't true, they needed the doctor and she had done nothing but what was asked of her. Right now though, because of his anger and frustration at being so close to finding out about Bucky, he didn't care.

"Steve!" Natasha seemed on the verge of raising her voice.

"No its okay Miss Romanoff, Mr Rogers is right." Jemma quickly turned her face away from the group. "I don't need a break; we need to keep going if we want to find the entrance. It will be a death trap if we end up here once it gets dark and we need to keep moving or risk hyperthermia or even frostbite." Jemma had started back up the mountain, moving in front of Alyona and trudging ahead. "I am aware that I am a burden on this mission but I will try my best to not slow you down Captain."

Something in the young doctor's voice made Steve feel guilty and he immediately regretted his words. He watched as her shoulders were hunched forward and she didn't even call him Mr Rogers as he had become accustomed. He felt the anger slowly fade away only to be replaced with shame for taking out his anger at himself onto the young sweet doctor.

He silently followed as the other two did the same, not without Natasha giving him a dirty look. Steve felt he deserved it but said nothing as they continued on. After another hour Jemma had began to wobble slightly in her steps but did not complain as she stubbornly pushed forward. Her left foot hit a piece of unstable ground and there was a loud cracking sound. All three looked up and suddenly the ground under Jemma gave way and she was sent tumbling.

"JEMMA!" Steve felt the name ripped out of him as both he and Natasha leapt forward to grasp her outstretched hand. Time seemed to freeze as Steve watched in horror as Jemma was suspended over the edge just as Bucky had been on the drone all those years ago. They were both too late as Jemma went crashing over the side. She screamed as she plummeted down below.

Soon there was silence and as all three looked over the side, they could see nothing however, only the white of snow and the fog that surrounded them. Steve felt the anxiety grip his insides, it was his fault, his stubbornness that had done this. If the poor girl hadn't been so tired she would have noticed the uneven ground and the cracks leading through.

He looked over at Natasha, her face stone. He could tell beneath she was panicked though, even just by the slight rise in her shoulders and the miniscule widening of her eyes. Steve closed his own eyes against the utter hopelessness that he felt inside. She had to be okay, but yet he felt the lie fall flat on his guilt.

"Miss Romaoff?" They heard a faint voice from below.

"Agent Simmons are you okay?" Steve could not help but hear the relief in Natasha's voice as she leaned over the edge. Steve himself could not help the breath that he had been holding flow out of him as he quickly released the compass in his pocket that he didn't realise he had been gripping. He leaned over the edge but they could see nothing but white, Jemma was nowhere to be seen.

"I-I'm alright. You guys might want to find a way down here though. I-I think I found the entrance." The voice was soft and the three could only just hear it over the howling wind that had begun to pick up. Both Steve and Natasha looked over to see Alyona immediately rummage through her bag before pulling out a long rope and some ice picks.

Steve missed the look Natasha gave him as he rushed to follow the tall blonde woman's actions and begin a descent down to where the voice had come from.

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