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As soon as Eve's feet hit the ground she ran. Dodging a few bullets flying her way, she was getting into the nearest alley where she had parked her motorbike.

When Eve drove her bike back at hydra she learned to drive like the devil without killing herself, so that's what she did.

She was worried that she might had to hurt police officers that get into her way, because hurting anyone, beside the man in the suit, wasn't her intention.

The blonde had what she wanted and only had to leave the city. That was her only goal at the moment, but that goal seemed far away as she turned the next corner.

There was a barrier out of police cars. They were not going to make it easy for her, so she did what she could do best.

Eve ripped her motorbike around and turned a sharp curve, before she would crash into the barrier.

A deep breath released from her throat, but the calm feeling wasn't for long as she spotted more police cars behind her. Bullets came flying her way again.

The blonde knew she wouldn't stand a chance driving out of the city, so she had to hide at first. She turned into the next alley and jumped of her motorbike, trowing it next to a dumpster.

Her eyes were searching for an exit out of this situation. She was lucky seeing a bar two houses away. Eve walked into the bar, placing herself into the darkest corner, pulling her hood even further down her face.

The best thing she could do now was to wait. Heads turned as the door was being ripped open by two officers. They quickly looked around, but the assassin knew how to blend in.

One last glance into the bar and the police was gone again. Eve waited an hour watching herself being chased on tv.

It was almost midnight when the blonde left the overfilled bar, but she was still careful listening to every noice, as she stepped out of the door.

There were sirens in the distance but nothing that Eve had to worry about. She walked along the side way as an new audi r8 caught her eye.

The blonde smiled a bit at the unbelievably expensive car. She took a bobby pin out of her pocket and walked slowly over to the shiny black car. The lock of the drivers door clicked a few times before it sprang open.

Eve looked around her, taking in her surroundings for the last time before she stepped into the car. The motor made a loud sound as she clipped the electricity together.

As the blond drove though the streets it was quiet, almost to quiet. The only sound to be heard was the silent humming of the helicopter, which was hovering over the city like a hawk and the distant sounds of sirens.

Eve sighed when she got on the highway in less than a few minutes. She did it, well the first part of all of it. She still had to be careful that was for sure.

The vibration of her phone got her attention, so she looked over to the light screen. Another sign left her pink lips. Just three letters where shown on the screen. A call from a person that she would've surely picked up from, if it wasn't for her murdering one of the heads of Washington.

Sam

Eve shook her head at the callers address and concentrated on the road. She was already driving a few hours by now and needed to fill up the car. So she pulled over to a nearby gas station and pulled her hood over her face again.

Behind the counter was an older man in his late 50's. He was wearing a dirty white hem matching to his greasy jogger sweats. A dirty smile formed on his lips, when the young women came in.

"A nice car that you got there, little lady.", he grinned in her direction. Eves eyes where directed to the floor as she was putting stuff on the counter. "Cat got your tongue?", he asked her with a amused undertone.

"No, just not interested in talking.", Eve gave him a cold glare and got out a few crumpled dollar bills to pay the food and the tank with.

"Probably your daddy's car hmm?", the man still tried to hold up some kind of conversation.

"My father is dead, but thanks a lot. Can I pay now or are you still interested in things that aren't your business.", she gave him a death glare, while the man just let out a low chuckle.

"A feisty one you are. That's 57,50$.", he replied casually. Eve gave him the money, while he was busy to get some old television to work. Soon the sound of scraping was heard and than the voice of a women talking.

The blonde quickly packed her stuff away and walked out of the station. "Hey miss you forgot your change ?!", the man screamed after her. Eve ignored him stepped into the car and speeded down the highway again.

"Today was a hard day for the Washington security forces. The search after the mysterious killer of our beloved Alexander Jones has still not found an end.

The whole police force of Washington as well as some parts of the military are searching for the brutal murder, that shot Jones this evening."

The sound of the radio kept Eve awake. It was almost midnight, while she was driving though the woods now. It was still almost half an hour till she would reach her goal.

" I'm here with the security chef of the police department Washington, which has the responsibility to ensure the safety of our politics. Mr. Millers what can you tell us about this horrible accident?", the women asked.

"Well we had the building completely secure. I mean the president sat in there as well. We were sure that nobody could get in our get out without being noticed.", the police officers voice presented his nerves.

Eve drifted into thoughts about what she did. If it was really the right thing to do and if she will get out fine or rot back in prison like she did after the sokovia accords. She felt bad about Sam. She made a promise about her feeling better, not doing anything stupid.

And then there's a certain soldier that can't seem to leave her mind. Eve ignored his text messages the last few weeks to keep focused on her mission at hand. He even called her a couple times. Speaking of the devil her phone vibrated again.

Bucky

"So you assume that the killer is someone really skilled ?", Eve focused back on the women's voice blasting trough the radio.

"Definitely, otherwise this couldn't have happened. We even got a few camera shots that will help us to precise the circle of suspects.", the man proudly states.

"Now the important question. Do you have any informations of who it could might be or what the murder is wearing?", the women asked interested.

Eves head shots up, while she's listening intensely on the interview. Her fingers nervously tipping on the steering wheel, while she parks the car at a little lake house in the middle of the Forrest.

"Well it was shocking to all of us, but it might be the case that one of our main suspects is Eve Rogers.", the man stuttered out.

Eve angrily turned off the car and opened the door always taking in her surroundings ready for a fight. The rain is pouring from
the sky matching the blonde's chaotic mind. Her clothes sticking to her body like a second skin.

With her backpack slung around her shoulder she's making her way up the porch, in front of the big wooden door.

A deep breath escapes her lungs as she moves her hand up to knock. Silent foot steps can be heard from inside of the house. Eve waits patiently until a blonde women opens the front door.

"Eve?", an confused Pepper stands in the middle of the doorway wide eyed.

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