JACQUELINE SIGHED, ZIPPING UP HER SWEATSHIRT BEFORE LEAVING THE LOCKER ROOM.

Steve and Fury were waiting in the fitness room. Jacq walked in and there was also another man and woman waiting on the sparring mat.

"What's going on?" Jacq asked,

"Told you to be ready." Fury stated,

"Two on one?" She questioned, "How exactly is that fair?"

"It's not." He narrowed his eye, "That's the point. No ice powers either."

The man grabbed onto the hood of her sweatshirt and pulled her back. Her back ran into the man's chest and he wrapped his arms around her torso, lifting her up.

Jacqueline threw her head back, smashing it into the man's face. He dropped her and Jacqueline turned around, "Okay, I see how it is." She unzipped her sweatshirt to reveal her sports bra underneath.

The woman threw the first punch and Jacq ducked. She put her hands onto the floor, sticking one leg out to kick her knees in before rolling away. The woman grunted as she fell back and the man reached out to grab Jacq.

Jacqueline grabbed his arm with both her hands and used it as leverage to wrap her legs around him and tossed him to the floor.

She flipped back up to her feet, "Any more?"

The woman growled before nodding at the man. They both attacked at the same time. Jacq gasped as she dodged the man's punch, but the woman landed her to her cheek.

Jacq stumbled back and they used that to her advantage. They went in for another attack and Jacqueline cartwheeled away, landing off the mat, but they followed.

She began to panic. They both overpowered her.

But she can do this without her powers.

Jacq grabbed the man's arm as he reached out to hit her and used her elbow to weaken it. He let out a grunt and used his other hand to grab her. She twisted around and used her elbow again to land a blow to his spine.

The woman sent a kick to her face and Jacqueline grabbed her ankle and spun her around. The woman leapt up on her remaining leg and sent her foot into Jacq's chest.

Jacqueline let out an 'oof' and landed on the floor, hard. She was stunned by the blow to the back of her head as it bounced off the tiled floor. The woman straddled Jacq's hips and began punching her face.

Steve watched, his eyes full of worry, "Maybe we should-"

"Just wait." Fury ordered.

The woman grabbed the straps of Jacqueline's sports bra, lifting her chest and head before slamming it back down on the floor.

Jacquline let out a gasp and frost left her lips. The woman paused.

She felt it. That bubble in her chest that needed to explode. And she let it.

Jacqueline reached up and grabbed the woman's ponytail before slamming her head into the floor next to her. Jacqueline sat on her waist and lifted her fist, a thick layer of ice forming around her hand.

The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her off. Jacquline kicked him away and stood.

"Fury, this is going too far." Steve urged,

"We need to see how far she can push without going over the edge." Fury replied,

"She's already over the edge." Steve stated, "You told her no ice powers."

"I just wanted to see how far she could get without them."

Frost formed at her feet and the woman attacked her from behind. Jacqueline turned and held her hand out. Icicles shot at the woman, piercing her shirt and pinning her to the wall.

The man ran at her and Jacqueline dodged his punch. He turned around and grabbed her before throwing her into the wall. She hit her head once again and a wave of power shot out from her.

The man was thrown into the opposite wall, leaving a dent in the concrete.

Steve dug his feet into the ground and kept himself steady while Fury was also blown back.

"Jacq!" He ran towards her and gathered her in his arms,

"My head." She cried, "It hurts." She gripped at his jacket and frost covered the surface. The pain was too much.

Steve pressed her face into his neck, trying to calm her down, "We'll get you help, you just need to calm down. You need to control it, Jacq." He noticed her bracelets around her wrists.

She sobbed into his skin, "I can't. It hurts too much."

It throbbed. She couldn't focus on anything else because it heightened everything. It was overwhelming.

The temperature in the room dropped significantly. Steve could see his own breath.

He pulled back and held her face in his hands. Her tears were frozen on her cheeks, her cuts had stopped bleeding, and her lip was trembling.

But her eyes weren't focused on him. They looked far away.

This had happened before, but this time there wasn't anything to stop her. Her bracelets were around her wrists, it was clear they weren't working.

Steve stood, Jacqueline still in his arms, and ran out of the room. Once into the locker room, he rushed over to the showers.

He needed to warm her up.

The tiles began to frost over and he knew he needed to be quick before the pipes froze.

He turned on the shower, twisting the knob to make sure it was on hot. Not too hot to burn them, but hot enough to warm Jacq.

She let out a small cry as the warm water hit her skin. Steve's hair stuck to his forehead and he brushed it back.

Jacqueline's eyelids fluttered shut and Steve leaned down to kiss her, "C'mon, Jacq. Come back to me."

"Hotter." She gasped, "Make it hotter."

Steve reached up to turn the knob even more. Steam filled the room and the frost began to melt.

Jacqueline pressed her forehead into Steve's, "I'm sorry." She cried, "I'm so sorry."