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━︎━︎━︎━︎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 in a car, driving somewhere they didn't know about. A government owned building, that was about all Olivia knew. Olivia, Allison, and Sam were sitting in the back with Sam sitting in between the two sisters. In the seats in front of them sat Steve and T'Challa. There was a silence that echoed in the air and Sam took it upon himself to break it. "So, you like cats."

     Allison allowed an amused smirk to crawl on her face while Olivia pressed her lips into thin line to keep herself from smiling. "Sam," Steve warned.

     Sam looked at him. "What? Dude shows up dressed like a cat, you don't wanna know more?"

     Steve paused. "Your suit. . . it's vibranium?"

     T'Challa spared him a glance. "The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle, passed from warrior to warrior. And now, because your friend murdered my father. . . I also wear the mantle of King. So I ask you. . . as both warrior and King. . . how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?"

     Allison glared at the King. "It wasn't him." He ignored her.

     They were brought to their destination, stepping out of the car and coming to a stop when they saw Bucky who had been placed inside of a see through cell, one which they were currently moving to an even more secure place inside the building. "What's gonna happen to him?" Steve asked, walking towards a man with greying hair. Sharon Carter was standing beside of him.

     "Same thing that ought to happen to you." Everett Ross said. "Psychological evaluation and extradition."

     "This is Everett Ross," Sharon introduced, "deputy task force commander."

     "What about a lawyer?" Steve asked.

     Ross smiled. "Lawyer. That's funny. See their weapons are placed in lockup. We'll write you a receipt."

     "I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that," Sam warned.

    Ross looked at the Jade siblings, giving one of his men a nod. Suddenly, he walked towards Olivia and Allison, placing cuffs on both of their wrist. "What the hell?" Olivia snarled.

     "Just precautions." Ross assured with a false smile. He began walking away and Olivia and Allison exchanged a look with each other before forcing themselves to follow after him. Ross led the group of five. "You'll be provided with an office instead of a cell. Now, do me a favor, stay in it?"

     "I don't intend on going anywhere," T'Challa claimed. Allison rolled her eyes.

     That's when Natasha joined them. "For the record, this is what making things worse looks like."

     "He's alive." Steve said.

     They entered through a set of double doors which led to a giant room filled with many workers walking back and forth, a lot of them keeping eyes on the security and other things. Right as they entered, Tony's voice joined them. He had his phone up to his ear. "No. Romania was not accord-sanctioned. Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup."

     "Try not to break anything while we fix this." Natasha retorted before walking away.

     Tony was walking towards them, still on the phone. "Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences. Obviously you can quote me on that, because I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir." He hung up the phone, putting his attention on them.

     "Consequences?" Steve asked.

     "Secretary Ross wants the three of you prosecuted." Tony said, glancing between Sam, Steve, and Olivia. "Had to give him something."

     "I'm not getting that shield back, am I?" Steve asked.

     Natasha looked at him. "Technically, it's the governments property. Wings, too."

     "That's cold." Sam mumbled.

     "Warmer than jail," Tony replied before he and Natasha continued forwards.

     "I need to find a way to get these cuffs off." Olivia mumbled.

      "Already ahead of you." Allison replied, a click sounding in Olivia's ears. Allison removed the cuffs from her own hands before turning and removing them from Olivia's. Olivia rubbed her wrists. The four of them entered an office that was completely surrounded in glass, allowing them to see everything going on around them, including the screen that showed Bucky. They couldn't hear what was being said, well Olivia and Allison could if they strained their ears.

     Sharon entered the room, handing Sam a piece of paper. "The receipt for your gear."

     Sam looked at the paper. "Bird costume? Come on." Olivia chuckled while Allison managed a small smile.

     Sharon put her hands up in defense. "I didn't write it." She walked over to the device that was in the middle of the table, glancing around before pressing a button that allowed them to hear what was happening.

     "I'm not here to judge you." The man evaluating Bucky said. "I just want to ask you a few questions. Do you know where you are, James?" Bucky didn't respond. "I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James."

     "My name is Bucky."

     Steve turned away from the  screen, looking at the photos that had been sent out. He shook his head, passing the photos to Olivia. She and Allison looked at the photos before sharing a look with each other. "Why would the task force release this photo to begin with?" 

     "Get the word out, involve as many eyes as we can?" Sharon suggested.

     "Right." Steve nodded.

     "Well, it is a good way to flush a guy out of hiding." Olivia mumbled.

     Steve nodded in agreement. "Set off a bomb, get your picture taken. Get seven billion people looking for the Winter Soldier."

     "You're saying someone framed him to find him?" Sharon asked.

     "Steve, we looked for the guy for two years and found nothing." Sam sighed.

     "We didn't bomb the UN. That turns a lot of heads." Steve countered.

     "Yeah, but that doesn't guarantee that whoever framed him would get him. It guarantees that we would." Sharon muttered, brows furrowing.

     Steve frowned. "Yeah."

     Allison shook her head. "None of this is adding up. We're missing something." Her shoulders suddenly straightened, her ears perking up as she turned her head, glancing around.

     "What is it?" Olivia asked.

     Allison looked at her. "You don't hear that?"

     Olivia frowned. "Hear what?"

     "That." Suddenly, all of the lights turned off. Allison and Olivia stood.

     They all looked to Sharon. "Sub-level five. East wing." The four of them quickly ran out of the room. They made it to that level, coming to a slow walk when there were bodies covering the floor.

     A soft voice called out to them. "Help me." Steve glanced up, quickly entering the room where the man was lying.

     "Get up." Steve said. He didn't hesitate as he grabbed him by his shirt, lifting him up from the ground and slamming his back into the wall. "Who are you? What do you want?"

     The man met his eyes. "To see an empire fall."

     Just as he said that, Bucky appeared and swung at Sam. Sam quickly ducked out of the way and started fighting back. It didn't take too long before Bucky had thrown him across the room. When Bucky and Steve began fighting, the sisters exchanged a look. "That's not him," Allison warned. "That's not Bucky."

     The next thing they knew, Bucky had managed to kick Steve down an elevator shaft. He turned, looking towards the sisters. Allison held up her hands. "Bucky, I don't want to fight you." Bucky walked towards her and her eyes glowed. "But I will." The two started fighting and Olivia joined in, even though she knew she probably shouldn't have. She was a good fighter, but she was no match for the Winter Solider.

     Allison, however, could easily match him. They had been trained together, they worked together. She kept up with his pace, exchanging punches that either hit or miss. She sent a punch to his jaw and a kick to his stomach making him stumble back. Olivia jumped in, kicking him from behind causing him to quickly face her. She spun and kicked, using all her strength to send him flying. He got up, making a beeline for Olivia. She dodged his punches and as she dodged one to her face, he grabbed onto her arm, twisting it behind her back. A snap could be heard and she let out a cry of pain before she was sent flying, slamming into a wall.

     "Olivia!" Allison called for her, deeming her distracted enough for Bucky to wrap his hand around her throat and pin her against a wall. She started gasping for her air, clawing at his metal hand. "Bucky, please. It's me. It's Alli." For a moment, she saw something flicker in his eyes before it changed and he slammed her head against the wall and knocked her out. He fled the scene.

     Olivia let out a groan, her eyes glowing blue as her arm snapped back into place. She struggled to stand before spotting Sam who had began to wake up. His eyes instantly fell on the interrogator, noticing him looking down the shaft Steve had been thrown down. "Hey!" Sam called, grabbing the man's attention. He looked at Sam before quickly fleeing. Sam didn't hesitate to stand up and run after him.

     "Allison," Olivia called, quickly running over to her. She turned her head at the sound of metal being pushed to the side, spotting Steve exit from the elevator shaft. She pointed in the direction Bucky had gone. "He went that way." Steve looked at her for a moment. "Go! I've got her." He nodded and went running. "Allison, wake up." Olivia slightly tapped her cheek. She groaned in annoyance before slapping her hard across the face.

     Allison groaned. "Ow! What the fuck, Olivia!"

     "Yell at me later." Olivia dismissed, pulling her up from the ground. "We've got to go." They began running.

     "Where's Bucky?" Allison asked.

     "Steve went after him." They exited the building. "So, you're Alli?"

     Allison snarled. "Shut up."

     Olivia smirked. "Do you have a crush on Bucky, Alli?"

     "Drop it." Allison warned. Olivia snickered but didn't say anything else.