Jyn sighed and leaned back from the computer; she was not sure whether or not they had learned anything. She could see that most of what Romanova had chosen to tell them had been nothing than obfuscation and attempted hiding from the truth. Jyn had to wonder whether or not she was likely to get any answers from the woman, to use a crude turn of phrase, the woman had her head to far up either her own or Steve Rogers' arse to see the wood from the trees. It was possible that Jyn had gotten some of her terminology mixed up, that still happened, much at it might be able to annoy her friends.

Sighing as she pushed back her hair from her face, she wondered to herself what steps they were going to take next. They had after all done all that they had set out to do; namely, capture the former Avengers. Shaking the dour thoughts from her head as she wondered whether or not they still had a purpose, it was time for her to contact Ms Potts or Ms Hill, they might have something else they would like done. She knew that Cassian nursed thoughts in his head of going back home, she agreed with him and had overheard him talking with Dacia about concerning reports.

It might have the man a long amount of time, but Cassian had been able to receive reports from back home. It was only disappointing that they could not send any reports. At least Jyn reckoned that it was disappointing for the others, she felt as if she no longer had any connection with her home Universe. After she had watched her Mama, and later her Papa die, she had struggled with any connection. She often mused that it would not trouble her if they all ripped themselves apart, she felt that she had no stake in this play.

Cassian though was more patriotic and longed for home; he wanted to make sure that his home had not been screwed up too much, he longed to enter into a game where he understood all the rules again. For too long he had failed to understand every player in this new Universe completely, he had poured out books and the internet to try to understand what he was doing. After a time, he had concluded that it was unlikely he would ever understand, he had fallen back into the mindset of doing as he was told and only living for the next mission.

Jyn had worried about him; she had resolved to keep a closer eye on the man's actions, not wanting to believe that the man could do anything stupid to himself. She might not suspect that the man was suicidal, but along with Dacia, she suspected that the man was plagued with depression and frustration. They both kept a close eye on Cassian, or at least when they could spare them. All too often their attention was diverted to making sure that the Avengers they had locked in their cells were behaving, and in attempting to make sure that they were kept safe.

Cassian was a big boy; he could no doubt handle himself, if he ran into trouble, it was interesting though, to wonder whether or not he would remember that he could lean on them. Jyn wondered from time to time whether or not the man had got it through his thick skull that now he had people he could rely upon, friends that he could count on in a pinch. She thought that the man now understood that he had people around him, but she sensed that the man would sometimes struggle with running off half-cocked. All she knew, was that it annoyed Dacia to no end that she had to keep an eye on the man running off to do whatever he wanted to do, damn the consequences.

Jyn felt so relieved that they hadn't had to rein in the man, she had not felt as if she would be equipped with fighting against a man she now considered a friend. She was curious about what could happen if she pursued those feelings even further, would her friend feel the same for her? Shaking her head, she decided that it was better if she left the man to his own devices, if there was ever a time for her to consider putting her personal feelings on the back burner, it was now. She did not want to embarrass herself by forcing her feelings on the man. Dacia could say all she wanted that she suspected that the man might share those feelings but Jyn felt as if she could not trust those feelings, she did not want to humiliate herself even more.

Cursing herself softly, she knew that now was not the time for her to start searching her feelings, not when there were other things for her to be getting on with. Having compiled a transcript of all that had been said in that interview, there were a few things that she should like to explore even more. Scanning through the words and grumbling to herself as she wondered why on earth the woman had felt that the need for her to couch every word behind yet more secrets. Jyn felt certain that there had been something that she had missed, even if for now it eluded her like a trail of smoke on the air, the more that she tried to extract meaning, the more it danced away from her.

Frowning at the screen in front of her, she couldn't see any readily apparent; it would take her some time to work through. She knew that it would be a long and possibly hard time before she found meaning, but for now, she was going to look. Becoming rapidly more and more frustrated, she continued to look through some of the transcripts. It was not before long that both Cassian and Jyn walked, both looking as frustrated as the next.

"Jyn did you notice anything further that we may have missed in that interview? I dare say that you did because we struggled with completely understanding anything that the woman had to say in there." Dacia spoke, sounding suspiciously formal.

Jyn looked over at Cassian, raising a questioning eyebrow at the man. Looking back at the woman in amusement, Cassian mouthed the word 'Poldark'. Jyn smirked and looked down at the page shaking her head, not understanding what Dacia loved so much about that show. It wasn't her type of show; she did not particularly enjoy period drama, she liked to turn her brain off when she watched the TV. Apart from her watching shows like Game of Thrones, which she found much to the bemusement of both Cassian and Dacia. The two of them pretended to get worried that Jyn was now going to get ideas from the incredibly violent show.

Jyn might have forgotten to let them know that sometimes she felt like she was watching the show to find out whether or not Bron got his castle!

"No, I couldn't see anything immediately apparent about the woman's reactions to you guys. At least not when I was watching it live, but I was starting to notice that the woman would arch her back slightly when you guys were close to catching her out in a lie. It was only a minute movement, which might explain why I missed the tell the first time around, but I did have a feeling that it was potentially going to be interesting watching the feeds from the cells after you guys left her back. She seemed to lose her temper with Designation: (Former) Captain America, at least as much as the woman lost her temper. I bring it up because Designation: Scarlet Witch seems to have lost any interest in pretending to be innocent and sweetness and light, Designation: Black Widow was very quick to call her on it, Maximoff will not get away her faux innocence. If anything it was interesting to watch." Jyn shrugged, after having told her friends what she had spotted during the interview.

"That we can work with, did she lose her temper with anyone else back in the cells? Is Designation: Black Widow even capable of losing her temper, when I reviewed some of the earlier stuff of the woman, I noticed a woman who did not easily lose her temper with anyone?" Cassian asked doubtfully.

"Not in the way that you are thinking, the woman is still incredibly stoic at times, but a niggling voice in the back of my head tells me that if we keep on the same path that we are currently looking at, we will find proof that Romanova has feelings! More importantly, though we will work out how to interpret them because I feel like that information might be helpful to us." Jyn cautioned the other two, not wanting to build up their hopes unnecessarily.

"Okay, so don't leave us hanging, can you answer the question or not?" Dacia prompted becoming annoyed when the woman did not answer her.

"Before I start with telling you guys exactly what happened, especially because her conclusion seems to be coming on too suddenly for comfort. She did seem to lose her temper with Designation: Ant-Man for going into a situation with Stark with some pre-conceived notions of how the man would likely act. I misdoubt some of the actions of the woman because, for one thing, she was guilty of the same thing. For pities sake, she had decided that it was a good thing for her to go into writing a report about the man, with a firm notion in her head of what she was going to find!" Jyn reminded the other two.

"Well, that is fair enough, but do we have any thoughts on what the woman might have been thinking. She could not be seeing that anything has not changed, but it does not sit right with me, you know that right? Do we think that it might not have been an honest change?" Cassian frowned, looking confused and pensive.

"No, I doubt that would be a real decision for the woman, for now, I think she is more interested in appearing as if she was still playing for Dr Stark. At the very least, she would possibly take the enforced glass plating on each cell; nobody would easily be able to take their tempers out on her. She might be thinking, (correctly I might add) that anything she says would be reported back to Stark Industries. It might be a good idea to consider whether or not she is doing this simply so she might garner any goodwill. We know that for definite we are reporting back, so we should work on the knowledge that the woman might be able to guess at this." Jyn explained further some of her thinking processes.

"Can we rely on the woman though and what her being able to guess correctly could have the potential to make our jobs more difficult. At the very least we should keep a proper eye on her, just in case she should pick up on something that we do not particularly want the woman to even guess at." Cassian muttered, judging by the look of him he had not counted on speaking aloud.

Both Dacia and Jyn exchanged looks of surprise with one another as what the man was saying was only occurring to them. It was entirely possible that it had not occurred to them, something that served to make Cassian roll his eyes at his friend naivety. He had felt more than a little surprised at Jyn; he had long since thought that the woman was not the type to show any form of weakness, he found it oddly comforting that some things would never change. He did occasionally wish that Jyn and Dacia would realise sooner rather than later that he was known to have the odd good idea.

It might be worth their while to listen to him, after all, who knows what they might learn!

"That does bear further consideration, but as per usual we cannot simply march on, who knows how many games we could give away if we did that. We need to think about this intelligently; I do not need to point out what could happen if we should allow time to be stolen from us again? We do not need to overplay our cards, not when we are so close to the finish line." Dacia mused with a nod.

"Okay, so if we approach this with the idea in mind that she may be attempting to run some con against us, how can we disappoint her? I do so hate disappointing people though." Jyn sarcastically muttered.

Dacia snorted when she heard Jyn's words, knowing just by listening to her friend that Jyn was wearing a devilish smirk. Groaning to herself that this was going to be a long day, especially when one considered that Jyn liked to play with her food before she should eat it. It was for this reason that neither she nor Cassian liked to allow her to speak to what passed as hunters on this planet. Jyn still struggled with the idea that for some people they hunted simply because they liked the feeling of adrenaline coursing through their veins. Jyn could be remarkably assured that the only reasonable way that someone would choose to hunt would be because they needed to eat, she did not feel comfortable with choosing to kill simply because they wanted a cool story.

Shaking his head, Cassian decided that maybe he should answer the woman before they got too distracted from what they were trying to do, namely work out their jobs.

"We should treat her the same way we do like the rest of the Avengers in the cells. Namely that we don't tell them anything, it is far too amusing to watch them scramble while they try to understand why they are in the position they are currently in. Have any of them realised yet that they might have done anything to indicate that they might understand where they went wrong?" Cassian snorted.

"Not yet, at least there hasn't been any that have been able to say one way or another completely, they seem more interested in feeling sorry for themselves. Designation: Hawkeye for one seems to be more frustrated with the idea that he left behind his children behind. Designation: Ant-Man is also conflicted with the same idea. The only one of them that doesn't seem to be willing to make a change is Designation: Scarlet Witch, in fact, I am a bit alarmed to report that the woman seems dare I say it but annoyed that Designation: (Former) Captain America failed to take the final step and kill Dr Stark. She, however, was relieved that she will now be able to take the final steps and kill the man who has caused her so grief. She doesn't seem to be the doubt that would move away from her belief that the man is the root of all evil." K-2SO's voice told the three calmly.

"Well, we could not hope for any change when it comes to THAT woman, she seems the type to cling onto her feelings for far too long. Past the point of it becoming uncomfortable for everyone involved." Jyn sighed rapidly becoming frustrated with what she was hearing.

"Okay, well that figures, is there anything else that you can tell us about K? There has got to be something that we can use." Dacia tried, attempting to get the meeting back on track.

"Designation: Falcon had shown some misgivings about his part in the whole thing, he is starting to doubt the actions of Designation: (Former) Captain America at least with regards to his wild march to save Barnes. He has started to wake up, and he looks like thoughts of wondering what exactly is happening because he can not exactly explain to himself exactly what is happening to him. I may not be able to hear exactly is going through his mind, at this point, it is all simply conjecture." K-2SO sounded pissed.

Cassian looked amused; he understood that K-2SO did not like being questioned or doubted. It had been the same way when he was still operating like a robot, Cassian could well remember just how irritating he had become when Jyn had walked into their lives. Mostly, because, Cassian thought that it was the fact that Jyn had ties to the organisation that K-2SO had come from. In fact, if Cassian did not know any better, he would assume that it was because he did not like being reminded that at one stage he operated as part of a meaning part in an even large tyrannical organisation. Though given that he liked to remind anyone that he came into contact with that he was a robot and therefore free of the pesky feelings that plagued humans.

Maybe though, it was simply some strange kind of over-protective feelings towards the man he was working with for so long. Though, that thought served only to frustrate Cassian, because he wondered why anyone had decided that he needed protection from his demons.

Man, but feelings could be so confusing at times!

"Alright, but for now we need to start working on our next angle. Do we start working on bringing the criminals back to New York? Or to the Avengers Compound?" Cassian prevaricated, not completely sure of what their next few steps should be.

"I was already planning on compiling an email to Ms Potts; we need to know what we should do next. I'm interested in knowing where they want the Prisoners kept?" Jyn mused, thinking through some of the things that she would need to include in the email.

Especially if she fully intended to find some answers, whether or not she would like to find these answers she was looking for. Though right now it was more imperative that they should find answers and what they were supposed to do next. Cracking her hands together as she thought through some of the things she would have to put in an email. Jyn knew that right now she had to make sure that she did not forget anything, because who knew how important it could be in the long run!

"Do that, for now, we need to understand where we should head to next. Cassian I the spaceship going to be okay for any length of time?" Dacia directed nodding, feelings as if things would become more open and honest if she had a task to complete.

"We should still be okay for a small amount of time; I trust the safety of this craft that much at least. But I am having some troubles that I want to look at before we have to perform any long distance runs. There are some things that I want to have a look at before we begin to fall into trouble and we start to rely on the spaceship's ability to go far." Cassian sighed running a hand through his hair.

Dacia nodded at the man, taking in the information and running through some quick problems in her head. She thought for a while longer, wondering to herself about whether or not they had a lot of time left to play with. It could prove to be troubling if they should need to make a quick getaway. At one stage this might have been Dacia's spaceship, but she was used to allowing Cassian free reign to look after the spaceship however he wanted. Some days she felt that it was the only way that they were guaranteed to get any peace.

An antsy Cassian was no one's friend.

He could be so much of a pain to deal with at times!

"I'll get right on that, if you guys want to go take a shower or anything, writing this email will take me some time." Jyn sighed, wondering how exactly she was going to format the email.

Not even wanting to look up from the computer just in case she should get distracted by what she was about to do. Though, she did wonder if it was even possible for her to get distracted from something that she had not even had a chance to get started on. Jyn knew though from personal experience, that when it came to her, it was incredibly easy to get distracted.

Humming to herself as she prepared to begin the email, she briefly licked her lips before bending over the computer and beginning to type in her standard fashion. Namely, slowly, as she pecked at the keys, trying to work out how she could sound polite and not completely fed up. Shaking her head once again, she began to type quickly.

TO: Potts, V., Hill M.

FROM: Erso, J.

CC: Lewis, D, Andor, C

ATTACHED: Transcripts of the final interviews + footage of interviews

I should inform you that now that we have the old Avengers that absconded with Designation: (Former) Captain America and more recently Designation: Black Widow. For now, we need to know where you want us to bring these people.

We are happy to bring them wherever you want, as long as you can promise to hold onto these people. We do not want for them to be able to slip free of their bonds, leading us on another wild goose chase.

Sighing when she realised that her email was a little sharper than she had originally intended it to be. Deciding that she could easily see herself spending all day attempting to write the email, she hit the send button; she knew enough about herself to know that she could easily spend a long time procrastinating over the email she needed to send. Running a hand through her hair, Jyn wondered if she could ever have foreseen herself taking part in a venture that involved politics, something which she had always tried to avoid.

Pressing another button to recall her friends to the room, it was time for them to get back to the business that until now they found too easy to blow off, they needed to make some plans. Jyn had always found it helpful to have multiple plans in place, just in case something some fall through the cracks. Cassian might like to tease her that Jyn could be incredibly paranoid, something which she thought was a strange choice for the uber paranoid Cassian to tease anyone about.

WHOOSH

Cassian rolled his eyes while he waited for Jyn to finish writing the email that he knew had been plaguing the woman. He wondered why the woman was so worried about the possibility of her meaning and words being tangled up. Cassian was confident enough to assume that Jyn knew exactly what the stakes could be if she made a mistake now. He trusted Jyn enough to know that she would not let them down, because she still had too many parts to play, too many balls in the air to willingly let any of them falter.

Sighing to himself and wondering what the hell had ever made him think that it was a good idea to fall for one of the women he travelled with, he found himself briefly missing K-2SO. When that ornery robot had been around it had been hard for him to fall for anyone, K managed to keep anyone and everyone away through his nitpicky ways. He had been spared ever having to pretend that he held an interest in someone else, simply because K had always managed to get in the way.

Was it curious though that K-2SO would choose only to work with Cassian?

It was a thought that Cassian sometimes had but frequently tossed aside as he wondered whether or not because only Cassian seemed able to put up with the robot.

Shaking the thoughts out of his head, Cassian breathed in deeply in relief as he washed his face, having sweat over your face was not a particularly comfortable sensation. They must have dropped into Ireland during one of the odd days with the exceptionally good weather; he made a mental note to double-check the air-con on the spaceship. He had listened to the room, and he could not detect any sounds of cold (or warm) air entering the bathroom he was stood in.

Briefly touching the wall, and leaving the room when he heard the small beeping sound of the device he had left in his bedroom. Now it was time for him to go and talk to Jyn, the woman had finished the email, and it was no doubt time for him to find out what their next few moves were going to be.

WHOOSH

Catching up with Dacia just as the woman entered the room ahead of him, Cassian felt a sickening feeling deep in his belly, was he beginning to feel uncomfortable thoughts again? Was it his instinct warning him that things were about to change, allowing him time to be on his guard?

"Okay, so what do we have?" Cassian impatiently asked.

"They want us to bring the prisoners to the upstate compound, from there they have been able to assure me that they can keep the prisoners under control. Their thinking goes that at least if we are there, it's less likely that someone will notice, and I'm paraphrasing here a great dirty spaceship popping up. From there, I figure we will be able to focus on repairing the ship before striking out on our own. Is there anything else that you want me to keep an eye on?" Jyn calmly replied.

"No, for now, that's good, if we need to move on, then I figure that at least from there we shall be able to. Ready to go and make a difference Cassian? I feel as if our part of this tale is ending, we can start to bring up some of the other things on the back burner." Dacia quietly instructed.

Cassian nodded at the two other woman and stepped towards the monitor beside Jyn. He wanted to make sure that he had the co-ordinates of their destination, the last thing he wanted was to waste time flying around. He had a feeling that whatever was happening with the spaceship might be more important than he initially suspected. He didn't want for them to get caught out, simply because he wasn't able to carry out a complete fix to repair the problems that they faced.

Plugging in a smaller tablet that was more of a similar size to a Samsung Note phone, he made sure to transfer over the details of where he was expected to fly too; he didn't want to run the risk of him over-shooting the runway. Idly looking at the screen while he waited for the phone to process the data for him. He unplugged the device and made his way from the room.

WHOOSH

Whistling softly to himself as he thought through some of the things that he wanted to do, he slipped into the pilot's seat. After having sent a sad look towards the empty co-pilot seat beside as he wondered whether or not it was likely it would ever get filled, he shook his head and ran his hands over some of the buttons in front of him. Making sure that the computer knew where to take him, he took in a deep breath and pulled the lever towards him. Looking out of the window as he took in the sight of the stars and other things out there beginning to turn blue as they raced past them at hyper speed.

WHOOSH

Natasha felt worried about the cells, as she felt the craft begin to move. She still wasn't sure exactly where she was, or who these people were. She did not like feeling this way, because there was nothing worse in her mind than not knowing where she is going or what she was doing.

She had thought that in joining SHIELD, she would be moving away from the frequently barbaric and often bloody missions that both the Red Room and later the KGB liked her to work. It had disappointed her that she had not been able to move away completely from the things which she did not like doing. She still operated as the knife in the dark, the enemy in the shadows. For a time she had been pleased to continue to operate in this manner.

After all, she was used to it, and it would be a bit rich if she suddenly objected to what she was so good at. She was able to reconcile herself with the knowledge that it was not always clear what she is doing, but at least she was able to sleep easy knowing that her actions had some kind of purpose, a guiding light for her to follow.

It was hard for her, but she had eventually made her peace with not always immediately understanding what she was doing, it was what she was good at after all. She would take occasionally long for the knowledge that she was doing completely good work, she was not always completely comfortable operating in the shadows.

The one she regretted that HYDRA unveiling, was wondering how often she sent out on missions on the word of HYDRA. She wasn't like Steve, she wasn't completely naïve, but it had not taken her a great amount of introspection to conclude that SHIELD was not completely overrun with the enemy organisation.

She could not regret having leaked all those files; sometimes she wondered what would happen to her if she were ever arrested and not under the safety of Stark. She had seen what had happened to the likes of Chelsea Manning and Edward Snowden. She might not be able to follow in the footsteps of Snowden; she was strong in her assumption that if she returned to Russia, she would not enjoy a pleasant stay. Even before she had leaked those files, she felt comfortable enough to know that she had burned (and salted) too many bridges in her mother country to ever run the risk of returning. Unless she had the protection of a large organisation like SHIELD or SI, she would not risk it unless she was otherwise at risk otherwise.

She now felt herself wondering exactly what mess she was heading towards now.