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It didn't take long for Steve and I to reach the tent Chester was in. Once we were covered by the rain, Steve took the lead, still dragging me by the hand and made our way to Chester.

"Colonel Philips," Steve said, announcing his presence.

"Well, if it isn't the Star Spangled Man with a Plan. What is your plan today?" He asked once he noticed us.

"I need the casualty list from Azzano." Steve all but demanded from him.

"You don't get to give me orders, son," Chester told him firmly.

"Chester please, we just need a name," I asked him.

"Clary's right sir, Sergeant James Barnes from the 107th. B-A-R-"

"I can spell," Chester cut Steve off annoyed.

Chester looked at me over Steve's shoulders and said " You and I are gonna have a conversation later that you won't enjoy."

I nodded but rolled my eyes. He stood up from his table, a stack of deceased letters in his hands.

"I've signed more of these condolence letters today than I would care to count, but the name does sound familiar. I'm sorry." Chester said with a sigh.

Steve's entire demeanor sags and I couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"What about the rest of the men? Aren't you gonna rescue them?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, it's called winning the war!"

"But if you know where they are, why not at least send-" Steve protested, but Chester cut him off.

"They're 30 miles behind the lines through some of the most heavily fortified territory in Europe. We'd lose more men than we'd save. But I don't expect you to understand that because you're a chorus girl." Chester insulted Steve.

I narrowed my eyes at Chester, having enough of his attitude.

"I think you and I are going to have a conversation you won't like later," I told him angrily.

"I think I understand just fine." Steve defended himself.

"If I read the posters correctly, you got some place to be in 30 minutes," Chester informed him with his back turned.

Steve took his time studying the map of Europe that showed where the Hydra camps were.

"Yes, sir. I do," Steve said before turning to leave.

Please tell me he's not gonna do what I think he's gonna do...

Chester interrupted my thoughts by saying "If you have something to say, right now is the perfect time to keep it to yourself."

"You bet your ass I have something to say! We will talk about this later," I told him seriously.

I ran to follow Steve, finding him in his tent, frantically packing things in a bag.

"What do you plan to do Steve? Walk to Austria?" I asked him sarcastically.

"If that's what it takes," He said.

I sighed not wanting to say what I was going to. I followed him out of his tent to an unmanned jeep outside.

"Look Steve... Maybe Chester's right, Bucky's most like dead," I said to him sadly.

"You don't know that, Clary." He protested.

"Chester's probably formulating a plan as we speak. If he finds out that-"

"By the time he does that, it could be too late!" Steve all but shouted at me as he stuffed his bag and shield in the back of the jeep.

"Steve..." I said softly.

"You told me you thought I was meant for more than this... Did you mean that?" Steve asked me, eyes shining with hope and determination.

I looked at him for a moment before a smile made its way onto my face.

"You know I did," I told him honestly.

"Then you gotta let me go." He said, jumping in the jeep, starting the engine.

An idea popped into my head and I grabbed his arm before he could take off.

"Wait!" I exclaimed "I can do one better." I said to him.

"Grab your stuff and meet me at my tent," I told him. "I'll be quick! I just have to find Howard!"

I ran around the base for a few minutes before spotting Howard talking to some of the showgirls. Without hesitation, I ran over to them and dragged him somewhere more private so we could talk.

"Mels what the hell? Where are we going?" He asked but still didn't try to escape my grasp.

After we got to a more secluded part of the base I looked around once more before talking.

"Okay, how do you feel about aiding a secret mission and being a badass?" I asked smirking.

Howard mirrored my smirk "Oh, I would be delighted to help. Anything for you Mels."

He winked at me cheekily, making me roll my eyes.

"So what exactly am I supposed to do?" Howard asked as we walked to my tent where Steve was.

"Just fly us out to Austria with your plane and that's it," I told him casually.

"Us? Who's us?" He asked, not protesting about helping which made me sigh in relief.

The two of us reached my tent and I opened the flap revealing Steve anxiously pacing in it. I turned to look at Howard and said "Us."

"Alright. Let's get this show on the road!" Howard said enthusiastically.

~0~

We were now on our way to the Hydra camp, Steve and I discussing where he's going to land and tactics while Howard piloted the plane.

"The Hydra camp is in Kreuzberg, tucked between these two mountain ranges. It's a factory of some kind." I informed Steve, showing him on a map I took.

"We should be able to drop you off right on the doorstep!" Howard yelled over the wind.

"Just get me as close as you can!" Steve yelled.

"You know, you two are gonna be in a lot of trouble when you land." He said, looking at me.

"And you won't be?" I retorted.

"Where I'm going, if anybody yells at me I can just shoot 'em," He said smartly.

"Well, I am willing to do that when I get back. Chester needs an attitude check. And don't get smart with me blue eyes! You know they'll shoot back as well." I told him.

Steve tapped his shield that was resting next to him.

"Let's hope this is good for something."

"Hey, Mels! If we're not too much in a hurry, I thought we could stop off in Lucerne for a late-night fondue." Howard yelled jokingly.

"How about we wait till we get back yeah?" I joked back, rolling my eyes.

Steve gave us a look.

"Look, Howard's the best civilian pilot I've ever seen. He's mad enough to fly us there so we're lucky to have him." I explained, ignoring the look.

"So are you two? Do you...fondue?" Steve asked, stammering.

I raised an eyebrow at him not knowing why he was confused as to why Howard and I fondue. I mean, it's just cheese and bread, it's very delicious. Howard noticed my liking to it so we have it a lot.

"Yeah, we actually do it a lot. We actually had some on the day we recruited you," I told Steve.

Steve's eyes flashed with jealousy and hurt but I don't know why.

"The three of us could do it when you get back if you want?" I offered to Steve which only caused him to turn bright red and shake his head.

I looked at him questioningly, wondering why he was acting this way.

"Alright," I said ignoring him behavior "This is your transponder. Activate it when you're ready and the signal will lead us straight to you." I explained to him.

"Are you sure this thing will work?" He asked us.

"It's been tested more than you pal," Howard told him cheekily.

Gunshots rang throughout the air, no doubt hitting the plane. Steve quickly took his shield and opened the door. He sat down preparing to jump.

"Get back here! We're taking you all the way in!" I yelled at him over the wind.

"As soon as I'm clear, you turn this thing around
and get the hell out of here!" Steve shouted back.

"You can't give me orders!" I exclaimed.

"The hell I can't! I'm a captain!" He said.

Before he could jump out I grabbed onto his arm and gave him a kiss on the cheek for good luck.

"You come back to me in one piece blue eyes, you hear me?" I said to him.

"You got it Clary."

Then Steve jumped off, me staying near the door until I saw his chute. I closed the door and took a deep breath.

"He's good." I told Howard who then turned the plane around.

"You alright Mels?" Howard asked me.

I took in more breaths, repeating He's gonna be fine in my head before answering.

"I will be."

~0~

Almost a day has passed since we heard from Steve. I was sitting at Chester's desk, my legs crossed to stop myself from tapping or shaking my legs, knowing it has annoyed Chester for the past 5 hours. Once we landed, I immediately took a seat on his desk with the device that lets us know if Steve needed us to get him. not letting Chester have a chance to yell at me. Although he did yell at Howard who only responded with an It's Mels, you know I'll do anything for her which made me smile at Howard. Chester let him off the hook after that. The more hours passed the more I couldn't help but think that I lead Steve Rogers, Captain America, to his death.

I crossed my arms and leaned back on the chair as I listened to Chester write a letter to Senator Brandt about what happened.

"Senator Brandt, I regret to report that Captain Steven G. Rogers went missing behind enemy lines on the third. Aerial reconnaissance has proven unfruitful. As a result, I must declare Captain Rogers...killed in action. Period." He ended.

"The last surveillance flight is back. No sign of activity." Chester informed me, giving me aerial photos to look at.

"Go get a cup of coffee, corporal," He ordered the man.

The corporal left with a quiet yes sir.

"They can't touch Stark. He's rich. And he's the Army's number one weapons contractor. You are neither one. But then again, they don't know your whole story," Chester told me.

"You know as well as I do that I don't and will not regret what I did, Chester." I told him quietly. "And I know Steve doesn't either."

I looked up at him to see him looking down at me with a sad look in his eyes.

"I understand what you did Clara, but you know they won't. All they're gonna see is how you helped kill America's golden boy and a lot of good men as well, just because you had a crush," He told me.

I winced at the implications that Steve was dead.

"I didn't help him because of that," I said to Chester, ignoring the fact that I agreed that I did have a crush on Steve "I helped him because I had faith, something you people seem to lack."

I got to my feet, not wanting to be looked at with pity because of how said I was. Chester just shook his head at what I said.

"Well I hope you have enough faith to comfort you when they shut this division down."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"They're not gonna shut this division down. I mean..."

I trailed off, getting distracted by the bustling men outside.

"What the hell is going on out there?" I yelled.

"Hey look who it is!" I heard a man shout as I went out to see all the men huddled around the entrance of the camp, Chester following behind me.

There was a whole parade of soldiers down the road walking towards the camp. The familiar blue helmet and shield leading the men caught my eye making me smile for the first time in the past 10 hours. Chester made his way past me as Steve walked up to him.

"Some of these men need medical attention," Steve stated. "I'd also like to surrender myself for disciplinary actions."

I elbowed Chester in the side which made him look over to me, a smirk on my face.

"That won't be necessary." He told Steve.

"Yes sir." Steve spit out, looking a bit shocked he got away with what he did.

Chester turned to leave but not without saying "Faith huh?"

I smiled at him and patted his shoulders before walking over to Steve who was talking to a few of the men.

"Look who decided to show up," I said loud enough for him to hear "You're late," I informed him

Steve looked at me, amusement dancing in his eyes and help up a very broken transponder.

"Couldn't call my ride," He said with a smile.

I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck, his arms automatically winding themselves on my waist.

"Thank you for coming back," I whispered in his ear.

"You know I'll always come back to you Clary," He responded, this time it was him who kissed me on the cheek.

"Hey! Let's hear it for Captain America!" A man said, starting the applause.

"Welcome back, Captain," I said to Steve with a smile.

"It's good to be back," He said.

~0~

We were in the Operations Room, everyone was busy doing something. I was watching Steve mark places on a map of where the Hydra camps were. He was dressed in his new suit, being promoted to an actual Captain and he looked impeccable in it.

"The fifth one was here in Poland right near the Baltic. And the sixth one was...about here, 30, 40 miles west of the Maginot Line." He drew crosses on the places before the map was taken away.

Steve looked up at me with a sheepish smile and shrugged his shoulders.

"I just got a quick look."

I snorted, very unlady like.

"Well, nobody's perfect, right blue eyes?" I teased.

We joined Chester and Steve relayed more information to him.

"These are the weapon factories we know about. Sergeant Barnes said that Hydra shipped all the parts to another facility that isn't on this map," He informed Chester.

"Agent Connors, coordinate with MI-6. I want every Allied eyeball looking for that main Hydra base," He ordered me to do.

I nodded. "What about us? What are we gonna do?" I asked him.

Chester smirked at me. "We are gonna set a fire under Johann Schmidt's ass."

A curly blonde haired assistant handed him a stack of folders before he looked at Steve.

"What do you say Rogers? It's your map, think you can wipe Hydra off it?"

Steve glanced over the map that everyone seemed to be fussing over. With a look of determination he turned to Chester.

"Yes sir, but I'll need a team," Steve stated.

"We're already putting together the best men,." Chester told him, glancing at me.

"With all due respect sir, so am I," Steve said pointedly.

Chester raised an eyebrow at him before looking over to me as if to say Do you know who they are? But I only shrugged and shook my head, not knowing who they are.

"Fine, but only if Clara's part of it," Chester allowed, making me look at him shocked.

"She was the first on my list." Steve told him before looking at me and flashing me a smile, until he realized how rude that must have sounded.

"Well, un-unless you don't want to, I mean I-I was going to ask you Clary..." He stuttered shyly, making me smile.

"Of course I'll be part of it blue eyes," I told him with a reassuring smile.

Steve kissed my cheek before excusing himself to talk with the people in his dream team, leaving me with Chester. I sighed, making him look at me with concern.

"What's wrong? Having second thoughts about following your guy to the front lines?" He asked.

"A lot of things could go wrong," I confessed, "I don't want him to find out about me in the worst possible situation."

"Well, make sure everything goes right so he won't have to," Chester told me firmly, leaving no room to argue.

He gave me a comforting squeeze on the arm before leaving me to my thoughts.

AN: So as promised, here's the Monday update! I hope those who have been reviewing saying they can't wait for jealous Steve enjoyed this chapter and not to worry! More jealous Steve is on the way! Once again, thank you for all the reviews! See you next week! -E