Cassian growled to himself as he tried once again to hold in his temper, opening and clenching his fist while he tried to rein in his temper. That meeting had not gone the way that he had foreseen it going, he could normally hold his temper satisfactorily, but when he already felt stressed there was no telling what could happen. He might also have missed out on a few meals while he tried to work out exactly what was going wrong with the spaceship.

It turns out Snickers were right; you aren't you when you're hungry.

Making his way into the little mechanical room he had set up in the bottom of the spaceship, he sorted through some of the tools he had. Whistling lowly to himself, he tidied through a few of the tools that he had earlier left sitting on the table. Cursing to himself as he realised he was simply stalling for time, while he tried to sort through his reactions in that meeting. Rapidly becoming aware of how much his belly was rumbling, he put down his tools with a sigh and began to clean up after himself. He tried to make another mental note to himself to come back in and ensure that everything was kept completely clean. Grabbing a rag he ran it over his hands, taking extra care to ensure that his hands were kept completely clean, it would not do him any good if he sat down to eat still with oily hands. Screwing up his nose a little, as he wondered exactly how nasty oil and grease could taste.

He was not sure of what could happen to him if he accidentally poisoned himself on the stuff. If he could not get to Jyn in time, he was not sure how long he could reasonably expect to be able to get himself medical care if he needed it. Some of the chemicals in the engines and oils around here could be incredibly toxic. Doubly so now because some of the chemicals he had had to develop only ran the risk of being even more toxic than he would like to admit. He did not particularly relish the opportunity to find out exactly how toxic the grease and oil could be, not when he was not sure what kind of recovery he could expect.

Making himself a small feast as he tried to sort through some of the thoughts in his mind, he only looked down when he noticed that he made himself a lot of food. He had made himself a grilled cheese sandwich, a bowl of chicken soup, and a fresh salad. Growling to himself as he made his way over to the small table and after setting the food down on the table, he perched on the seat and began to plough through the food.

Raising his eyebrow in surprise when he realised that he had clearly been more hungry than he expected. There was nothing but a few scant crumbs left after his hearty lunch, smirking when he realised that it meant that there was not as much waste to tidy up, it would only be a small tidy. He took the now almost cleaned plates and deposited them in the sink, humming to himself again as he turned on the taps and scrubbed the plates.

Wash, rinse, replace indeed!

Realising that he had been humming music that he had picked up years ago at one of the many Cantina's he had staked out over a long life as a spy. It was crazy the satisfying nature of skills he had managed to learn in that life. His alcohol tolerance might have improved a bit, but his intolerance for bullshit had plummeted. Not that he was out of that life, for the time being, he had been able to step back and realise that there were still some things that did not work out for him, and some things that he liked. On one of his odd days when he had felt slightly more vulnerable he had confided in Dacia some of his suspicions, she had reassured him that it was natural he was able to come to more conclusions with a bit of distance between him and that point in time.

When he had the washing up finished, Cassian swiped an apple and frowned at it before leaving the room behind him. The apple was not fresh; he should probably look into acquiring more fresh fruit and vegetables before they would have to leave again. He wondered if it was possible that he could tweak the formula that allowed him to keep fresh food, goodness knows that it could prove beneficial for their health. He wondered if it could work if he tweaked the end part of that formula, he found his to-do list growing as he began to tease out ideas in his head.

"K-2SO, are you compiling a to-do list for me because I have a feeling that I am going to need to be more organised." Cassian sighed.

"Yes Sir, in fact, if you look at the hologram screen, I have compiled some of the tasks for you." K-2SO dispassionately told the man.

Cassian looked over to the side; and felt his stomach plummet to his feet as he saw his tasks laid out in front of him. He growled when he realised that it looked as if K-2SO had counted each repair job as a separate issue. He thought that this little piece of passive-aggression was fair enough, it would all technically be something else that he needed to take care of. Wishing that he did not have to perform so many little actions, which all combined could only serve to become fritter some little time wasters.

"Sir, if you work with Jyn and Dacia on this, I can limit down your task list, there are some other things that I feel you need to pay more attention too." K-2SO dispassionately continued.

"Yeah, that is fine, I was going to see if I could work with them anyway." Cassian rolled his eyes.

He started to hurry through the corridors of the spaceship, wanting to get back to his friends. Cassian knew at this point that he would have to discuss this matter in more depth, make sure that his friends would know what their roles were to be. He felt that it was important for them to know some of their roles at this point.

WHOOSH

Shaking his head as he entered in the central computer nodule, he sighed looking over at both Dacia and Jyn. The two of them were standing hunched over a computer monitor, Dacia for one was poking at the screen, frowning when she scanned through the information. Jyn left the woman and made her way over to the printer at the edge of the computer nodule.

The printer was whirling loudly, shaking back and forth as it struggled to print out some documents. It was the documents that they had promised to give both Ms Hill and Ms Potts. Making his way over to Dacia, he raised an eyebrow at the woman, wanting to know what exactly was going through the woman's mind but feeling unsure as to know he should go about asking.

"We were editing through the file of information that they want us to provide them again. Are you okay after that meeting? You were starting to get a bit harsh, Cassian, I need to know if I can trust you going forward in this process." Dacia frostily asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I was a little hungry." Cassian shortly told the woman, not liking where the woman was going.

"And have you eaten now? Because Cassian you seemed like you were seconds away from jumping down their throats!" Jyn checked wandering over to the two, eyeing Cassian as she did so.

"Yeah, I've eaten. I think that I simply had not eaten in a while and you know how much politics and speaking carefully can irritate me. I went further through a few of the repair jobs needed to perform on this spaceship. It's slightly overwhelming, to say the least." Cassian leaned back on the counter behind him.

"Yeah, that's fine, I thought we agreed a while ago that I would take the majority of the meeting while you two work through some of the repairs on this spaceship. That is still the plan right?" Dacia checked.

"Yes, that's the plan, what exactly were you editing out? You know that it might take us some more time to trust us if we have censored the information that they have on us." Cassian warned raising a brow, knowing that now he might have to play catch up to make the women trust him again.

"I have considered that, but some things about us are not pertinent to them knowing about us. Even if we told them exactly where are from, it would mean anything, simply because they would not know where exactly we were talking about, they would not be able to travel there. At the same time though, there are things that I do not want to get out about us. Our information should be safe behind our firewalls, right? So, I do not feel as if we need to worry about them managing to broach our security. F.R.I.D.A.Y. might be incredibly advanced for what she is, but Artificial Technology as it stands in this Universe is a bit more rudimentary than what we are used to." Dacia sighed, running a hand through her hair.

"With all due respect Ms Lewis, I have come across several attempts on their part to broach our security. So far, between us, both K-2SO have easily been able to see off those attacks, but we worry that it may be attempting to lure us into a false sense of security. I want to ask your permission to strengthen some of the firewalls around this spaceship; I would hate if we failed right when you needed full security and peace of mind with regards to your data." BODHI told the three, his voice sounding calm and as if he did not want to cause any tension among the group.

"Do that, as you said, we do not need to be lured into a false sense of security all because we were being too arrogant and assumed that no one would be able to broach our security. In the meantime though, Cassian until I know that I can trust you again I do not want you to go into any meetings. Not until I know that I can trust you to hold your tongue when you get agitated, is that okay?" Dacia calmly told the two.

"Yeah, that is probably for the best, we do not need to get side-tracked by my behaviour. Not when you need to fully focus on the matter at hand, namely tying up loose strings here." Cassian waved off the woman's concerns.

"Alright, are you two alright for me to leave you to attend this meeting? I have a feeling that something big is looming on the horizon for us." Dacia quietly told the other two, before grabbing the cooled sheets.

Looking down at the sheets in front of her, she briefly looked at the sheets in front of her before nodding to herself as she saw to her satisfaction that the pages contained no information that she thought should get out there. Lifting the pages up, she carefully snapped them together against the table to ensure that they were all kept in proper order. Sliding the papers into a manila folder, Dacia held the file against her chest before she nodded at two and flicked her tongue once against her gum before leaving the room behind her.

WHOOSH

Dacia made her way from the room, as she did thinking about some of what she wanted to say to these people. She found it very important to her that she had a firm plan on what she had to say before she went in and made a great big ball up of the meeting. For now, though, it was important to her that she should know what to say and what to expect before she made any movements.

Slowing down her walk slightly before she made her way into the compound, she composed her face, not wanting to let anything slip. She cleared her throat before leaving the spaceship and squinting slightly in the sun. Dang it, she knew that she had forgotten her sunglasses!

Pausing, slightly to allow her eyes to adjust to the sun, she turned her feet in the direction of the compound. Waiting briefly at the glass sliding doors, she waited briefly until the doors slid open. Knowing which direction, she should walk in, Dacia steered her feet towards one of the large meeting rooms. For now, she knew that she would have to play it by ear, to be sure that she was not about to put her foot in it all over again. For all that she loved Cassian (as a friend), she wished that her friend had not stuck his foot in it so spectacularly yesterday. It would be a massive catch up game now, one that she was determined not to lose.

Taking a breath in, she pushed open the door to the conference room and steeled her nerves again as she walked through the door, seeing the faces peering back at her. She saw that for today, she was meeting with Ms Potts, Ms Hill, Mr Rhodes (she was not sure if the man was still a member of the Air Force) and The Vision. This was not going to be an easy experience.

Setting the files down on the table, Dacia sorted through them briefly, until she found what she was looking for and pushed the files across the desk. As she was sitting down, she smoothed out the wrinkles in her skirt, making sure that she sat down neatly, not wanting to have a hair or her skirt out of place. That was not what she wanted to portray herself as, not here and not now.

"I wanted to preface this meeting with an apology for my associate's behaviour yesterday, but I have compiled some of that information for you guys. It is contained within those files, all I ask of you now is that you take great care not to allow that information to leak out. Is there anything else you guys would like to discuss before we can move this whole thing forwards?" Dacia coolly told the two.

"I still do not completely understand why you falter from sharing that information with us. Do you not trust us or something? We have never been anything but straight with you guys, why have you decided that it is for the best not to trust us?" The Vision asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Ah, it is not that we do trust you, but rather that we feel as if we can not trust anyone with the information, you understand why we feel that way because we have so much more to lose if it should ever get out. We have managed to pick out some of the information here that we think you guys have a right to see. It is not us simply being paranoid; we do not want every last detail on us getting out. The way we see it is that you don't need to know every little thing about it, some of that information could be harmful both to ourselves and others. If we want to continue to operate in secret, then we have to make sure that enough of our data is kept the way we like it – namely a secret." Dacia stressed, beginning to become agitated.

"Do you not trust us enough to safely store all of your Data? You have to know that we mean you no harm, but while you are here, we need to know that we can trust you. So far though, while you might have captured the former Avengers, you have not proven to us in any capacity whether or not we can trust you." Vision pressed further.

"Can we put this matter to the side for the moment, because right now we have bigger fish to fry. What do you want to do with the former Avengers?" Rhodes interrupted, sounding like he was starting to lose his temper with how slowly things were progressing.

"We do not want these people to face a court of public opinion. While we can understand that option might seem like it will provide gratification in the short term, I want to warn you that it will not prove to be something that keeps you warm on the cold nights ahead. While I do not want to say a lot about our background, trust me that we have been down that road, there is nothing good to be good to be found if you travel further down that path." Dacia started piously, sounding unsure about which way she should continue.

"I want them to face justice for what they did. If for no one else but Tony, the man has had enough things taken from him by those people. I want them to pay, why should Tony have to shoulder all of this burden alone." Ms Potts sounded slightly distraught.

Dacia thought that it was interesting that no the woman's indestructible had shown a chink in it. She wondered if it was the stress of the past few days beginning to bear down on the woman's state of mind. She thought that this was likely to be the reason, but she did not want to bring it up just in case the woman should not want any more attention drawn to it.

"Pepper, Tony was not the only one hurt by those people, you know that right?" Rhodes muttered.

Virginia spluttered, as she tried to regain some of her composure, her mind beginning to work in overdrive as she tried to work out how exactly she should process this going forward.

"Look, I am going to go further into this matter, but they are right, Pepper. If we go down that path of needless revenge, I might not be able to say where it leads, but what I can tell you is that you will not like where it leads. I have seen too many good agents at SHIELD go down that same path, to be comfortable with going down it for myself. You have to send these people to a court of law; they have to feel the full force of the long arm of the law, at the very least they have to know that they should face the consequences for what they have done." Ms Hill cautioned, her voice pitched low as she gently reminded Ms Potts what was going on.

"I could calculate the odds all you want; I could give you statistics about what it could be found down that path. But please listen to us Ms Potts, we don't want to be the killjoys intent on getting our revenge on those people. If anything else, we need to send out a message that it's more important that we follow the rules to the letter on this one, ensure that we dot the 'I's and cross our 'T's yes?" Vision explained.

"Yes, yes, but they broke out of that original prison they were being held. I do not want that to happen again; we have the complete laundry list of crimes against them to ensure that they do not get out on a technicality! I do not want everyone around this table; I do not want our actions to be for anything. We need to be able to ensure that nobody manages to walk on this." Ms Potts spoke, sounding incredibly frazzled.

"Ms Potts, as long as you can ensure that some of the evidence that we managed to collect against those people is used. They will not be able to walk again, oh my apologies Mr Rhodes, but if Vision here is willing to testify that both Designation: Scarlet Witch and Designation: Hawkeye sent him through a hole, we might be able to make those charges stick to them. We do not have any access to a signed affidavit, about the whole dust-up at that airport in Germany, not for those two at least. Have you managed to find anything that might be used to make those charges stick against them." Dacia even informed the woman.

"It will take us some time for us to be able to find anything from there, but I might have some names which I can reach out to. Names that will not be very happy with any of either Romanoff's or Rogers' former crew getting off scot-free. It is the time that those people realise that it is time that they begin to pay the piper. You have Romanoff though, right?" Ms Hill told them, her eyes scanning through one of the sheets in front of her.

"You know, I still can not for the life I work out why they choose to pursue those actions during the downfall of SHIELD. They had to know that it would not inspire goodwill within the ordinary rank and file of former SHIELD members that they burned, so why did they choose to buy into that line of attack?" Mr Rhodes mused.

"They figured that since they had the protection of Stark, the money of the man bankrolling their every movement and feeding their bellies. They forgot that the ordinary rank and file members of SHIELD, they might not all have been licensed killers, but they do know how to nurse a grudge. It was bad enough that those people, by which I'm talking about both Romanoff and Rogers, were able to slink back into the shadows, only coming up for oxygen at some points, usually when they were saving the world. It later came through in rumours, whispers and innuendo, that Rogers was hunting down the one who was allegedly the Winter Soldier. Until the whole mess when both Rogers and Wilson, who was starting to become a bit of a player on that stage, were arrested in Bucharest, nobody had been able to draw out a concrete connection." Ms Hill started.

"Okay, but where is this leading us to? I am assuming that you are not simply leading us up the garden path for shits and giggles. Ms Potts dryly remarked.

"No, I am not, but for now you need to make sure that you know this part, it is important. From that point on, it got out that the Winter Soldier was Rogers' childhood friend, one James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes, so it only took a while for them to be able to add one and one and get three. While the remaining SHIELD agents still value their own lives enough, they will not go after Barnes alone, not unless they go with a full battalion at their backs. The point, though, is that now Rogers' has a public weak spot and the agents can use it to exploit the man. Parts of why their data was leaked is beginning to make sense to them. It could be explained away as Rogers' simply not understanding computers, but it does not explain Romanoff's actions. For one thing, she was supposed to know computers, she had floated herself as one of the best analysts slash agents slash profilers. She should have been able to know why exactly such a step was incredibly foolish. My guess though? Those baby blues fooled her. She would not be the first, and she will no be the last. If it was anything else, I daresay that her actions could simply be waved away, but between the two of them they got a great many lives killed, not just agents, but families and support staff." Ms Hill continued explaining as if she had not been interrupted.

"Okay, now the former Avengers were not being held legally. So I can foresee this as being a bit of an uphill battle, especially if any weaknesses are perceived. The videos from Siberia have not gotten out yet, right? At the moment, Dr Stark has still gone dark; we have no way to tie the two together, at least not in the public eye." Dacia thoughtfully told the small group facing her.

"Wait, how did you get that footage of that fight? You should not have been able to access that footage? The files that we have of that footage is still heavily encrypted. So, my question is – how did you manage to find footage that we have been struggling to work with?" Ms Hill replied to the woman, alarmed.

"Oh, now we are much better at this than you imagine." Dacia smiled mysteriously, refusing to elaborate further when pressed.

"Okay, look we could argue about this all day, or we could work on where we want to be able to find someplace we can leave the Avengers. We need to know where we can leave them before we are pressed about this matter. Further, we still have some more important things that we need to focus on before this matter goes any further." Rhodes cut in impatiently.

"Right, you are, we can work on scouring for prisons across the rest of the world. Dacia, do you have any contacts that we could rely upon in a pinch to see where we can leave those people?" Ms Hill tried to get the meeting back on track.

"Yes, we have a few contacts that we may be able to reach out too, I am just checking is there no one that you guys could reach out to on an S.I. front?" Dacia thoughtfully replied.

Her mind was already whirling through a few of the options that were left available to her as a result of Ms Hill's words. She wondered if Jyn had successfully made contact with anyone over at the State Department. Off the top of her head, she was not able to easily remember whether or not Jyn had reached out, or even heard anything concrete. She was aware at this point that it could be risky for them to reach out.

"We have a few contacts over at the State Department, but as of now, we are not sure whether or not we can trust the veracity of anything that they could tell us. It is a bit of a shitshow over there with Ross coming to power." Ms Potts sighed.

"Let me guess; you were keeping more of an eye on the former Secretary McCord?" Dacia sharply asked.

"Yeah, but the woman has disappeared, so that whole power structure that we were comfortable working within, has vanished. Unfortunately, we cannot be sure of which ways the hypothetical sands are laying, so we cannot be sure who we should reach out to." FRIDAY's lilting voice came across the tannoy startling the occupants of the room.

Dacia had to smirk; she was not sure if she would easily be able to hear the Tipperary accent again, she had chanced upon hearing the accent while the trio had been working in Ireland. She had most of her attention turned to capturing Designation: Black Widow, but she still enjoyed listening to accents across the world. The only thing that she could blame it on at this point was her old Jedi training raising its head, though she found that excuse to be rather lacklustre. She was pretty sure that Mace had never had to deal with this problem. So she did sometimes wonder why she had to deal with this problem.

Putting the notion out of her mind, she focussed and paid attention to the rest of the meeting.

"We might be able to help you further along in those aims, for one thing, we have managed to get an eye on the State Department, mostly through Jyn Erso's natural curiosity raising its head. Ms Hill, can you think of anyone who you can reach out, who might be able to get a lock on that footage? I trust I do not need to over-emphasise how important it could be that we should not close off any books, not at this stage in the game. Not while we are still close to the end, if we can make everything tie together with a pretty bow then I will be very happy, not least because we have accomplished all of our adjectives." Dacia told the group, feeling like a magician as she raised her hand and shook them.

"I do have some, but I would be hesitant about reaching out to them. It was not just SHIELD personnel that found their data leaked in Data Dump, some of the groups that I would normally say that we could reach out too, may not be receptive. The groups at the top of my head? They might still hold a grudge against us, no matter how intangible that link is, they would still see as being linked to the people that were responsible for leaking the data. Do not presume to ask me why, when you can see that I was there, but perhaps because I was not the one calling the shots. I have also been working here with Stark to ensure that any of our agents who we could rescue, were indeed rescued. I felt like at the end of the day I at least owed them that, who knows what could have happened if I had simply raised my voice with them in that bunker?" Ms Hill told the group, her eyes closed as she still wrestled with some of her demons.

"Right now, we can not focus on that. But we have been able to make some contact with some members of the British security service, at the moment though; it is a tentative connection. They might have been able to help us with locating Designation: Black Widow, but we still like to triple and quadruple check anything that they say to us. Simply because of some of the challenges that they have recently gone through as an agency, you have heard about some of that right?" Dacia sighed.

"Spectre? Yeah, I heard about it, after the fact. Sadly, I still have a lot of trusts to build upon that front, as paradoxical as it seems, it's important to have people willing to trust that they can rely upon you and the veracity of any information. The fact that I was called upon to testify in front of Congress, means that I do not have a lot of credibility on an international front. Sure, they might not have known who I am, they might have heard whispers about who I am, but I was lucky to get out, and they know that." Ms Hill sighed.

"Wait, what was that about Spectre?" Ms Potts asked confused.

"Spectre was an organisation that was like HYDRA, possibly an offshoot of the organisation, they have been a thorn in the side of MI6 since they were discovered after the Second World War. So, far we have mostly been blighted by HYDRA, perhaps because while Spectre is more small scale, they have a great many criminals and morally questionable people in their back pocket. So, far all I can tell is that the people who give people like Luke Cage, Daredevil and so on so much trouble have tenuous links to Spectre." Vision coolly cut in explaining for Ms Hill.

"Right you are, but for now we need to make sure that the prisoners are ready to make the transfers? Do you have any idea of where we can take them?" Dacia nodded slowly, already being aware of most of the information she was being told.

"The International Court is in The Netherlands, correct? Friday reach out to the Everett Ross and see if we can leave them there. You guys are right; it will not do any good if we choose to go after an immediate sense of revenge. It is more important that we allow these people to taste the law and justice. If we have to keep them on ice until it is time for us to wash our hands off them then so be it!" Ms Potts sounded a bit more sure of herself.

"Very well, I shall get into it immediately. The good thing is that the guy does not know that I am simply an Artificial Intelligence rather than a person. Hopefully he will give me some straight answers that way." Friday's voice spoke, sounding upbeat instead of disheartened about what she was to get into doing.

"Do that, if you need any help go through the systems with Vision, two eyes are better than one in this case." Ms Potts sound resolute with what she was about to say.

"I will work with Cassian and Jyn to make sure that our ship is ready to fly them there at a moment's notice. Is there anything else you would like to discuss before I leave?" Dacia asked.

"No, for now there

WHOOSH

Dacia made her way into the spaceship and sighed; she felt that meeting had proceeded exactly as she wished. She had felt sure before she is walking into that meeting that it would only do her some good if Cassian were not there to distract. She wondered if she could have achieved the same things if Cassian had been there and intent on jumping in and causing in a scene.

Suddenly stopping when she realised that the 'ship was incredibly quiet, she wondered where both Cassian and Jyn were. Changing her mind on a whim, she made her way down to the engineering nodule that she was so sure she would be able to find Cassian in. At the very least she wanted to be able to explain to the man (and Jyn if she was there) what exactly had happened, what they could now expect to happen now.

Poking her head through the door to the small engineering room, Dacia smiled as she spotted both Cassian and Jyn. She thought that at least that would make her whole job a little easier. Now she knew that she would not have to hunt down the woman to tell them both together, it could be such a hassle to inform them both separately.

"So that meeting ended well, we have made some progress, but it means that we have extra jobs to do. But I am more interested in how the repairs went on the spaceship, anything to report here?" Dacia chirpily asked.

"Yeah, we did not seem to have as large repairs as I feared. Most a lot of little futtery tasks, we have managed to get through most of them. The last few ones are the bigger sized ones, but we should be able to get through them." Cassian sighed before being interrupted by a worried looking Jyn.

"Wait, will we need the spaceship ready to go?" Jyn exclaimed worriedly.

"Yeah, not yet but they will want us ready to take the prisoners to wherever they want them held. I can understand them, because now more than ever we have to make sure that the rule of law is observed. It would be a bad thing for them to decide that it would be better for them to work it even more towards their ends, with nothing but their self-interest guiding them. It is nothing that we have not been through before, but for now, we have to make sure that we are kept on the right side of things. It is important that we remember that for now, we are nothing more than observers, we do not want to bring too much attention to ourselves, not when the end is in sight for us." Dacia sighed.

"I should be able to have this spaceship ready to travel soon, but I would not hurry to make any form of long-distance travel. It might take me some time to make sure that I have all the parts I need to ensure our safety. But you have been mentioning that you have been getting the odd feeling again right?" Cassian told the woman.

Cassian had crossed his arms over her chest, considering Dacia, he wondered if there was anything else he should be trying. For now, though, he knew that he was sick and tired of 'MacGyvering' parts for this rig. He had already confessed to Jyn that he was not 100% sure that he could guarantee their safety.

Maybe though, he could count on whatever Dacia had heard, it might be able to give them enough time to recover the spaceship enough.

"Yeah, I can not put my finger on it, but something tells me that we are not as alone as we once thought we were," Dacia muttered.

"Wait, alone? Hun, I hate to break it to you, but there are other people here in this Universe. Heck, there are people in the cells below, if that does not give you any indication of how not alone we are!" Jyn exclaimed.

"I do not think that is what she meant; I think she meant from our home Universe," Cassian asked, eying Dacia speculatively.

"Yes, he has got it correct, I have had that feeling that someone is following us. Or maybe they landed here. Though, I can not be sure, so please do not take my words as gospel truth." Dacia quietly warned the other two.

"That is not good; we are going to have to make sure that for now that we get this spaceship at least as ready as we can. I do not need to point out how bad it could be if somebody should catch up with us, right?" Cassian sighed, taking the woman's words at face value.

"Yeah, I struggled to work out how much time has passed in our Home Universe, but it could be a long period, we do not know their motives." Dacia pointed out with a sigh.

"As Ms Lewis, has pointed out I have not been able to work out exactly who our enemies would be in the Home Universe and even what they stood for. We are going to need to play it carefully. Ms Lewis, I am happy to keep scanning, I might be able to find something anything about who you may have picked up on." K-2SO offered, his tone of voice not giving away any indication of whether or not he believed Dacia.

"Do that, in the meantime Jyn, can you make sure that the people in our spaceship are secure? If we need to make a move, it would not be good if they were able to get loose, not at this point." Dacia quietly asked.

Jyn looked over at the woman, carefully eyeing her up as she tried to make up her mind on what steps she should take next. Biting at her lip again, her mind whirled through some of the different options that had opened up to her. Closing her eyes briefly as she tried to conclude, in her mind's eye she could a choice becoming apparent to her.

Nodding, as she opened her eyes, Jyn made her mind up and nodding more assuredly, she left the room.

WHOOSH

Jyn lifted her hands and folded them together as she made her way through the spaceship, she felt as if she was shivering slightly from the cold. She was well aware that she was not cold, but rather that her mind was running through some of the new ideas she had. She had noticed previously, that when she began to have even more ideas, she would feel a phantom chill deep in her bones.

Grabbing one of the tablet computers on her way to the cells, Jyn began to tap through a few of the features, her eyes scanning through some of the features. A small frown grew on her face when she noticed something on the screen that she did not necessarily like. She only hoped that this would not mean that the prisoners had managed to escape, with luck on her side, nobody would have noticed the brief lapse in security.

Hurrying her footsteps up, Jyn made her way through the cells; she wondered what exactly had gone wrong, she wondered if it was a physical flaw in the system or something a bit more suspect to keep her on her toes. Making her way to the door, she slowed her steps as she passed through the door, not wanting to alert the prisoners that there was anything wrong with her. She was aware that the biggest tool in her arsenal was her ability to wear masks and hide what she was thinking.

Ignoring the people in the cells, she made her way over to the central computer nodule and began to go through a few of the features. Cycling through the programs, she worked hard to keep a frown from her face, when she spotted a flaw in the code in front of her. Bending over the keyboard, she took great care to make sure that she could freeze the bit of code. Hurriedly writing a new line, Jyn made a quick decision that she would have to go back to the central computer nodule to ensure that there was no way for this bit of code to be exploited. She also felt a faint stirring of confusion deep in her belly when she realised that the small line of code, looked in no way familiar to her, she would have to make sure that she could track down the source.

If they were in any way vulnerable to outside attack, she felt that now she would have to check and made sure that they were impervious. She felt a faint stirring of nerves in her gut as she wondered to herself what exactly could attack them. She wondered to herself how likely it was that they could be attacked by anyone of this Universe.

It was not ego for her to feel confident in their abilities enough to know that it was not likely for someone here to be able to track them down and covertly gain access to their systems. Jyn had to wonder who it was likely to be; she had not come across anyone here that had those particular capabilities.

Jyn wondered if this had anything to do with Dacia's growing gut feeling. She felt a growing sense of unease that it was connected somehow. For now, though, she would have to tremendously careful that the flaw was fixed.

Without saying another word, Jyn sighed and left the room, wanting to find the source of this bug before it became too late for her to do anything. She was aware that if it was someone she recognised from her home, then it might be exceedingly difficult for her to break it.

It was normally at times like this when she tried to remember that it was always a good thing for her to approach problems from the beginning. She thought that maybe her Dad had once pointed out that at least this way, she might be able to find a solution.

Wanda who had been watching all of this with a close eye on the woman wondered if it was something that she could exploit. In any case, she was sure that for now at least that there was something about to happen. She had noticed that whatever they had been held on had slowed down dramatically to a complete halt. She wondered what was likely to happen at this next juncture. She could hope that whatever it meant would not cause further pain for either her or her friends. If she even deigned to count these people as her friends, except the Winter Soldier, she would withhold that from these people. She found herself slightly disappointed to realise that whatever mask the Winter Soldier was hiding behind was incredibly disappointing and weak.

She would always be the only one truly committed to her HYDRA puppeteers goals.

Somethings never changed for her.

Did she question whether or not she always had to be the one to do everything?

You bet your ass she did

The last guy that she had thought she could rely upon had stupidly sacrificed his life for these people.

Wanda was only able to comfort herself with thoughts of how you could never trust a man to do a woman's job. She would have been just fine to get these people's trust if her brother had not so stupidly sacrificed himself for one of Stark's cronies.

Though at least she had been able to cry about how that monster had cost her all of her family and her homeland.

Last she had heard though was that Sokovia still stood, she was just persona non-grata there.

As if she needed those pathetic peasants, not when she was the one to bring Stark to his knees!