This chapter was a bit difficult to write and there was a part that I became concerned with the possibility of coming across Racist, please allow me to apologise to you if this is racist or offensive because I don't mean it to be. If you are offended let me apologise and help me come up with a better term in the comments

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Cassian grumbled to himself as he sat in the small engineering room on the spaceship. His mind kept whirling with some of the things that Jyn had said to him, and then later that Dacia had said to him. Lightly touching the hollow at his throat, he wondered to himself what K-2SO would have said to him. He appreciated that Dacia had made an AI of his former robot, but he didn't hear (or see) the voice as being the same as his former robotic helper. He knew that he and K-2SO had a bit of a strange relationship, but the android helped reign him when he needed it. So many times when he had made impulse decisions that wouldn't work and would only serve to get him into trouble K has pulled him back from the brink

Stopping himself from running a hand through his hair, as he scowled down at the hand slick with engine grease, he closed his eyes. Running through some of the numbers in his head, as his mind wrestled with some of what he was supposed to be doing, he heard a small beeping noise. Frowning when he realised that he had received a message, at least on the internal messaging system, he had already connected with the trio's tablets. Looking down at the small bit of metal he was working with, he frowned and muttered to himself about simply wasting time. He realised that not everybody was fortunate enough to get the time to work on simple projects that did nothing more than appeal to their interest. Once he had set the small bit of metal aside, Cassian lifted up the tablet and flicked it on, not even bothering to wait long; he read with a frown that they had received an email response to the email that Dacia had earlier ensured that she had sent.

Frowning as his eyes scanned the information in front of him. Or at least space where there should be more information. It seemed as if Dacia had gotten excited by whatever it was she had found because the small email was woefully lacking on any solid information. Just that he would need to move his ass up to the central control nodule, as fast as he could. Pulling himself upright, as he made his way from the room, he wondered if that was a common condition among the Jedi Masters of old, or maybe that was just a Dacia thing? To suddenly jump from topic to topic wasn't a complete surprise for the woman. Swiftly exiting the room, making sure that he had the tablet still well in hand, he briefly paused to look around the corridors, he quickly set off at a hurried pace. Making his way through the corridors, he began to wonder what exactly Dacia had found because she sounded unusually harried in the small memo/email that she had sent out. It was unlike the Jedi of Old to move hurriedly, so whatever it was, had to important and unexpected. Though Dacia had a habit sometimes of getting so over-excited that she forgot to pace herself and moved at a constantly exhausting stream of consciousness. Usually, Cassian's ability to parse through the woman's words could come in handy, other days Cassian struggled with what the woman was saying to him.

Slowing down before he made his way into the central nodule, the last thing he wanted was to make either Jyn or Dacia think that he was doing nothing more than wasting his time! With that in mind, he entered the nodule at a leisurely pace. Making sure that he had a calm look on his face before he did so.

"I haven't looked at my email yet, but was there something that we need to be kept aware of?" Jyn asked looking worried.

Cassian couldn't hide his eye roll when he noted the woman had come in a hurry. He wondered if his formerly criminal friend had never realised the benefits of hiding a hurry. It would help her tremendously if she learned the benefits of keeping up appearances. Even if Jyn had read through the email, she wouldn't have found anything out. It was more important to the man that he was able to project a superiority complex. Kept the woman on her toes, even if would sometimes amuse Dacia. It was likely that the small group would lapse into depression if they didn't take the time to find something a little lighter to look at. Taking a moment to shake his head, he flicked a glance over at Dacia, wondering where the woman was going to take the meeting.

"Ms Hill has responded to the email; she has sent over a warning of what we can we can expect from the people we are currently holding in our cells. She has said that it would be difficult for us to expect anything from Designation: Scarlet Witch, she has chosen not to respond to anything that may be connected to Dr Stark. But we were expecting that response. I'll reckon that when we interview her, we might not find anything she says to be particularly helpful." Dacia answered the woman, holding her fingers up to her lips.

"Was there anything about the other 'Rogue Avengers' in the cells? We can't work together if we haven't been given all of the information, after all?" Cassian asked, his voice betraying his unease.

"Yes, she managed to pull a few files from SHIELD, and her files, don't ask me when she would have personal files, but I guess that some practices die harder than others. She was able to tell us that Designation (Former): Captain America, that while he may look like the human pinnacle of perfection, he still has some weak spots. The only thing is that he can't see these weak spots, whether or not it's through ignorance or sheer bloody arrogance that has blinded the man to his faults. There aren't a lot of notes on it, mainly because when SHIELD was still operating the man thought that his precious Bucky was dead. It was noted that it was something they could exploit it wasn't frequently abused, it seems as if SHIELD may have had a small modicum of compassion left inside its rotting and flatulence ridden corpse. After the fall of SHIELD, for obvious reasons, no one thought to follow up on this, probably because as Ms Hill points out the man was intentionally circling the wagons." Dacia told the two, trailing off just in the middle of a thought.

"He was likely to be attempting to find the man and avoiding alerting Dr Stark to what his money was being spent. Do we have any indication of what it was? Something tells me that it could have been about whatever the men were fighting about in that Siberian Base." Cassian offered his two cents.

"I've been working on decrypting some of the video captured on the CCTV footage; the thing though is irritating me. It doesn't seem to be completely encrypted, which means that someone wanted the world to see what those men saw. At least the first part, we know the men were fighting, but we still don't know why that fight was fought. Was it a 'no holds barred' or a fair fight? Something tells me that Dr Stark could not have possibly gotten himself into the condition he is in, without it being a dirty fight. Without Designation (Former): Captain America and Designation: Winter Soldier fighting to stop the man permanently. You both saw the file that was sent over that gave us an overview, I can't be sure what happened, but judging by some of the dents left on the armour, Designation (Former): Captain America was fighting for the kill. It's likely that he knew exactly what those Armours could take and went into a form of berserker rage, he had to protect his friend. But I can't be certain about any of this until we can talk to them. This is where we on our own, he is in our cells but we don't know if he has bothered to tell the others who were fighting with him, how he left it with Dr Stark." Jyn explained, wanting to have some more say in how this next part would be likely to play out.

"Okay, we can work with that. Now the woman was able to give us the information that the other Avengers should be easily worked with. Except you guessed it, Designation: Hawkeye might have some experience with interrogation. It's likely that he has, but we can't say whether or not the man will remember that training. Designation: Falcon has a bit of a question mark above his head, simply because we cannot be sure what he may or may not know. We can't even be sure if he even knew about the possibility of Designation: Winter Soldier being behind the killing of Howard and Maria Stark." Dacia explained with the air of a woman who knew she was talking about something big.

"That would leave Designation: Ant-Man as being the weak link, then wouldn't it?" Cassian double checked, wanting to be sure of what he was saying.

"It seems that way, the guy has served time before, for uh White Collar Crime, so we don't think that it is exceedingly likely that he knows how to withstand interrogation. Remember, we don't want to get our hands dirty with this, there are some levels I am happy to sink too, but torture is not one of them. Designation: Scarlet Witch might be able to withstand standard interrogation efforts. We do know for a fact that she was at point part of HYDRA, so at the very least we can expect her to have prepared for the likelihood of interrogation. Furthermore, it's likely that at one stage she participated in advanced torture techniques." Dacia answered.

"Wait, how advanced are we talking here?" Jyn piped up, once she thought through some things.

"Ah huh, so advanced that even those hard-liners in the CIA would shudder to use those techniques. We can work with this though because now that we have some indication of just what we can expect from them, we can anticipate their movements a bit easier." Dacia hedged her bets.

Cassian whistled, he had read the same memos, and government reports that Dacia had read, and some of the things he read about the CIA were enough to give even him shudders. That was saying a lot because as a spy for the Resistance he was no 'shy maiden with a fit of the vapours', he could reflect that he was honestly surprised that his mind hadn't cracked a long time ago. He wouldn't have been so good at his former job as a spy if he was constantly getting captured by the G.E every time he stepped over his front door. When he was unfortunate enough to be captured though, he couldn't claim to not being accustomed to torture.

"Okay, so now that we have got that bit sorted out, are there any questions that she wants us to ask? We need to know before we start to interview them after all. And did she anything about the possibility of me being able to look at Dr Stark's medical notes?" Jyn is unsure of whether or not the woman would let her (a complete stranger she reflected) have access to the man's files.

"It is not Ms Hill's decision whether or not we can have access to the man's files; she does not have Power of Attorney medically speaking over Dr Stark. She did point out that while Ms Potts used to have this power, she is no longer first. Colonel Rhodes, for one thing, holds Dr Stark's Power of Attorney, but understandably right now he hasn't seen anything to indicate to him that they need to give someone they don't necessarily trust or more rather know his medical notes. Don't forget that Dr Stark is well known for his distrust of Medical Professionals, and right now with everything up in the air, I wouldn't feel comfortable enough to push it. When we meet him, that may change, but for now, we have our orders, we should concentrate on working with them before we do anything else." Dacia tried to explain, not wanting to 'rock the boat too much' and potentially irritate her friend.

"Okay, that sounds fair enough, in the meantime though, I have been going through some of those files, and it seems as if General Ross kept the staffers within the State Department in the dark about what he was up to. We can expect that, but what surprised me, was that he managed to get out his 'competition' for his role as State Sectary. As far as I can work out, he got rid of the previous woman through a combination of extortion and blackmail; now I wasn't able to get further access to State Department files. I was able to glean though that woman still has core contingent of supporters planted within the Department. This at least I was able to work out that the remaining members, or at least the suspected members are under some amount of surveillance," Jyn started before pausing looking slightly conflicted with what she was saying.

"Okay, have you been able to work out who the previous Secretary was, and how to contact her?" Dacia asked frowning as she thought through some of the potential ramifications.

"Yes, it was an Elizabeth McCord, I have gone through some of her previous employment records, and she was employed for a while by the CIA and then by a University. Before you ask, I haven't been able to work out exactly what Ross has over the woman; it could be something we can link to her family or former employees. Would you like me to see if I can reach out to her? We may be able to manipulate the situation if we can get a clearer picture of what is going on." Jyn mumbled as she wrung her hands.

"Not right now, if we keep an eye on the situation, we may be able to find something that we can use any and all information later. But right now we need to focus on what is going on on our spaceship," Dacia instructed, looking thoughtful. "for now we need to be sure that we have crossed our 't's and dotted our 'I's to start worrying about whatever is happening down there. We don't want to get caught and have our presence questioned. I don't have to explain why right?"

"No, you don't, I will keep half an eye on that problem, because as you said we need to keep our wits about us right now. Is there anything you want me to focus on?" Jyn answered looking a little irritated.

"For now, we need to conduct these interviews, but before we start those, I need to be sure that there is nothing wrong with the spaceship. Is there anything you would like to tell me Cassian?" Dacia asked the man, piercing him with all of her attention.

Cassian fought a shudder when he realised that the women were both paying him attention. He might not like it when the two were focused on him, but he was as always able to power through and speak.

"We have been lucky so far and have been able to avoid damage. Or at least, on a larger scale, but I am becoming concerned about some of what I have seen. I don't foresee the repairs becoming urgent unless we decide to go into space. On that level as soon as we can dock somewhere I can make sure that nothing is likely to kill us, if we should decide to go quickly, then I'd be hesitant." Cassian answered in a measured tone of voice.

"Alright, we can make that the first time we are invited to New York, we go and you can work on getting the spaceship sorted. Does that sound okay?" Dacia asked, looking at the man.

"Yeah, that should do, so far I haven't seen enough to worry me, it's more something to keep in mind before we perform our next stunt. Do you think we will be able to go home at some point?" Cassian fired back thoughtfully.

"Right now, I don't want to focus on that, but I don't see any reason to say we shouldn't. At least, not unless we get some indication that we should run and make ourselves scarce, we don't want to wander into a situation we know nothing about, after all. For now, though, we should make sure that we keep all of our attention focused on this Universe. Is that okay?" Dacia checked, sighing as she spoke.

Cassian thought briefly about what he was hearing and swallowed down the feeling of disappointment that was coursing through him. He realised that he couldn't get too disappointed with the woman, he guessed that the woman was working through so many different pieces of information, that it would be difficult to parse through everything. One thing that he would probably always find astonishing about Dacia's method of leadership was that everything was run with a democracy air. By which he meant that between the three of time, they each had some amount to say in how their teams were run, even though Dacia carried the deciding vote.

It wasn't incredibly difficult for him to feel like his voice was being listened too, even if it could be frustrating at times. Cassian wondered if it was likely that the Resistance, back when he found fought within, could be improved by democratic rule. He could see the benefits, but having sat through a few meetings of the upper echelons, all arguing why their concerns, from their home systems and worlds, were more important than anyone else's. It would sometimes seem as if nobody was willing to concede that anyone else could have any reason that they shouldn't agree with the man. It was enough to make the man want to lose his temper.

Deciding that he had had enough of the politics, usually made him leave the large meeting room in a high temper. One thing that he hated was when nobody could decide what to do, arguing among themselves when he could see a clear course of action. As always it would seem like whenever a person came to power, they forgot that the smaller people mattered There was more that one occasion when he had stormed out of a meeting room in the high dudgeon!

"Okay, well we can look after all of that easily enough right? For now, we need to work out who we can still trust that we have left behind. In this Universe, because while I know that I should have raised this earlier, but I am not about to get myself into trouble for a bunch of people we don't even know." Cassian brought up suddenly.

Dacia looked at the man and wondered why she hadn't already thought of this course of action. Deciding to play devil's advocate she spoke up.

"I see you're the point, but I think we know that we can trust those we have left behind in New York, right?" Dacia tried to lead the man to a conclusion.

"Yes, I know that we can trust those people, but do we know if we can trust anyone else?" Cassian tried to protest.

"If you want, I can reach out to Former Secretary McCord, see if I can get her take on things. Otherwise, I'm not sure who we can reach out too." Jyn offered thoughtfully.

"Right now, we don't know who we can trust, but I have been watching some of the staffers at MI5, the British Security Service, I have a feeling that those people have access to a cache of documents that could blow everything about this whole situation out of the water." Dacia ventured.

"What, why didn't you tell us that you had possibly been in contact with anyone else that we had left behind? Did you not think that we should be as honest with each other? Why should we be honest with you, if we can't expect that same treatment from you?" Cassian huffed impatiently.

"Cassian at the moment, I haven't been able to talk to anyone, just snoop on a few of their programs and in the vernacular sense, listen to them talk to one another. Any information that I have managed to lift has been exceptionally garbled; I haven't been able to work out exactly what has bee said. Imagine it as a game of Chinese Whispers or Telephone, if you will, anything that I have been able to glean is extremely confusing, and I haven't felt able to trust the veracity of the information enough to bother sharing with you guys." Dacia apologised.

"Okay, well that makes sense, but Dacia, I think I speak for both of us when I request that you tell us." Jyn tried to mediate.

Dacia nodded slowly, knowing that it was unfair of her to hold back on some parts off Intel, simply because she couldn't be sure if they were accurate. Shooting a heavy look at Cassian, she reminded herself of the man's previous job; he would no doubt be able to find a small amount of information before he felt the need to confirm. She felt herself wondering if she should pull in the other two more often.

"Okay, we can work with some of this. But can we please start focusing more on the interviews. Were there any questions mentioned that she wanted us to ask?" Cassian asked, wanting to be sure that he fell on the right side of this.

"Yes, there were a few questions mentioned, some that we should keep in mind, as we go into interviewing them." Dacia remarked before she looked down, wanting to consult a small notebook that Cassian hadn't seen, "They want us to ask the standard questions, like why they got themselves involved in this mess. Just the whole mess at the airport, we don't need to get into why they got themselves involved in being superheroes."

"Okay, but is that all that they want to know. We could use this opportunity to get to the bottom of why they thought that it would be a good idea for them to rebel." Jyn lightly asked, raising her eyebrows as she spoke.

"I think we caught Ms Hill off guard; they may not have anticipated us being able to apprehend the former Avengers that quickly. She wants to know what Rogers told them to make them think that stepping away from Dr Stark was a good idea. Surely they must have realised that Dr Stark was able to keep them from legal trouble? She wants to know if any thought process went into this. She has privately stated that she doesn't think there was much. At least not once they had heard that Designation: Scarlet Witch had been locked up by the mean old Dr Stark." Dacia flicked her eyes over the notebook, ending in a mocking tone.

"Never underestimate the power of a young woman over a man Cassian. Do we know if anything was going on between those men and the woman?" Jyn laughed.

"There doesn't seem to be any indication, it seems like it may be a bit of a paternal type relationship, so it's not likely to be romantic. That doesn't mean that we can take it easy on them, or her, because it's likely that she got further onto the Avengers radar, because she wanted revenge. She was likely deliberately acting in such a fashion to ensure that she didn't feel any of the ramifications overthrowing her lot in with HYDRA or even ULTRON." Dacia summarised for the pair.

"l can see her attempting this because we can see the woman attempting to make that kind of play. She didn't see any positive in Dr Stark's actions, so if she could separate the man from the Avengers, then it would be better. I know that it would be something that I would try." Cassian thoughtfully remarked.

"Okay, well, we can ask her what her motives were when she went into this situation. We might be able to find out some of the woman's background; it doesn't seem like it would be a good decision on our part to completely trust the records the woman had when she worked with HYDRA. Anything that they have could have, could have been forged, she could have manipulated their view of her and her brother. After that, from what I can tell it seems like the remaining Avengers circled the wagons and protected her from further scrutiny. This was no doubt aided by a Dr Stark who still felt guilty over his part in ULTRON." Dacia tried to offer. She wanted to remember all of the things that she was now promising and not forget anything later.

"But weren't there inquests, that Dr Stark, voluntarily submitted to, that cleared him of the role as sole creator of ULTRON? So shouldn't they have noticed that the man was later absolved? I can't understand why they thought that it was okay to keep on blaming on the man?" Jyn frowned, lifting her tablet to try and search through for some things.

"There was something, but as per usual, the Avengers wouldn't have missed it if they had been paying attention. It seems as if Designation (Former): Captain America wasn't thinking of the team, the only thing on his mind was getting to his good pal Bucky. I can't see much that would speak to his brand of leadership while he was leading the Avengers." Cassian answered already having pulled up the information and scanning it.

"There was The Howling Commandos during the Second World War, which could have been used to hint at his leadership. That certainly worked like a well-oiled machine, but he wouldn't have been the leader of that group in normal circumstances. For one thing, he wasn't the highest ranked military personnel there. Sergeant Barnes at least was higher ranked than him. That disregards the notion that the man had only spent about a week in a boot camp, his rank as Captain, only came about through propaganda moves. Ms Hill told me that she got into touch with some in the US Army, and they couldn't find any indication that the man ever advanced past the rank of Private Rogers." Dacia tried to defend the man.

She tried to hide a shudder as she momentarily thought that she was defending one of the people that were locked up beneath them in the prison cells.

"Do you think that we can do anything regarding what we find out about what answers they provide during the interviews?" Jyn asked, leaning her head to the side.

It seems like it, but we don't want to give them ammunition that they can use against us if this ever makes it to a court setting. We also don't want to take on a role of becoming judge, jury and executioner, simply because Stark Industries doesn't need that kind of a headache, especially this close to the end. At the same time, we don't want to work ourselves into a position where we can't see the wood for the trees." Dacia answered having thought of some of the likely problems that they would begin to face.

"Look Jyn are you okay? Would you like to fight one of us to get some of the physical pressure you can feel beginning to build up?" Cassian asked concerned.

He was looking over at the woman, watching her shift her weight from foot to foot, filled with the kind of nervous energy that looked like it could force her to make the kind of silly mistakes, that only served to irritate Cassian. Of course, the energy could irritate the three of them, so Cassian wasn't obnoxious right at this moment in time.

"Yeah, okay, I don't want to make some glaring mistake that can be used against us later," Jyn answered, wincing as she wrung her hands together.

"I'll do it; you keep working here Cassian, we don't need to even think about messing up here.

WHOOSH

James, awoke in the prison cell, he still wasn't sure exactly where he was, but for now, he was comfortable. He was aware of the fact that ever since Stevie had found him, he just seemed to be bouncing from crisis to crisis, with no time in between to breathe. He had thought that once he had broken free from HYDRA, at least physically, he wasn't sure if he would ever feel completely free from them, he would have the ability to stop lurching from bad decision to the next.

For a time he had been able to make his own choices, at least as much as the Winter Soldier could be tricked into giving up the reigns over his body for a while. He had been able to work out exactly what he had done under the command of HYDRA 'to shape the world'. He hadn't thought that it was possible for him to feel so disgusted with himself, but he stood corrected.

He wondered if he would always feel some form of guilt, which left him with the horrible pain, of wondering exactly what he had been party to. He could argue with himself that he had no choice to do whatever his masters wanted him to do. That didn't stop him from feeling the guilty and wondering if he would ever be able to forgive himself.

He might not remember a lot about his old friend, but he knew (and had already heard) Stevie's bleating that it wasn't his fault, that he was brainwashed. James had to wonder if Stevie had ever had any experience with either guilt or brainwashing. If he had James would guess that the man wouldn't say (or do) the things he came out with, on a near constant basis.

He had to wonder if Stevie had been messed up from when he was young, he dealt with fleeting memories of Stevie not being disciplined, simply because he was so small, so sickly, even if he was constantly misbehaving. James could remember that if he hadn't been able to step in and pull Stevie back from fights in the neighbourhood, he would be long dead.

James' hands twitched a little as he thought that he missed some of his notebooks, he missed being able to record his thoughts, so he could begin to shore up some of his memory. He wanted to be able to focus on the past, and trying to track down where and what he had done.

James felt like he couldn't do that with Stevie.