𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓷𝓲𝓪𝓬 ❖ 𝓫. 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓼

C H A P T E R (37) - S N O W M A N

After Steve had thrown himself out of the building, he had practically grabbed Cassie and dragged her alongside him until they had escaped SHIELDS grasp. Well, HYDRA posing as SHIELD.

They were walking down the street, trying to stay hidden when a familiar redhead pulled them into an alley. She eyed them and took a glance at Cassie, offering them both a small smile before speaking.

"I know who killed Fury." Natasha spoke, Cassie's head lifting from the floor to meet her eyes, "Most of the intelligence community doesn't believe he exists, the ones who do call him the Winter Soldier."

"What is he, a snowman?" Cassie interrupted, leaning against the brick wall and watching how Natasha smiled slightly.

"He's credited with over two dozen assassinations in the last fifty years."

"So he's a ghost story?" Steve chimed in.

"No, were you not listening? He's a snowman."

Natasha looked between the siblings before jokingly shaking her head and then nodding to Cassie's shirt. Cassie took the hint and dug out the flash drive, holding it so her and Steve could see.

"Let's find out what the ghost wants." Steve shrugged.

"Snowman!"

**

The three of them had travelled to a mall to use a Mac store computer, and Cassie stood on the other side of the room to Steve and Natasha to avoid being detected or arouse suspicion. Natasha sent a nod in her direction as she plugged in the flash drive, and Cassie sauntered over to check up on them.

"How much time do we have?" She asked once she finally reached them.

"About nine minutes."

She nodded and left the store, leaving the pair to decrypt the flash drive. She was walking down the stairs instead of the escalator as she spied Rumlow, obviously looking for them.

"Nine minutes my ass!" She whisper yelled to herself as she went to head in the other direction and to the top of the stairs, but was abruptly stopped when met with someone's chest.

The person stepped forward, causing her to fall down the few steps she stood atop of. She let out a groan as she finally hit the floor, a sudden dull ache in her head. She lifted her eyes from where she lay on the floor to the man she recognised from the STRIKE team, one of the men searching for her and her brother.

"You've not been a very good girl, C."

"Gross. And I'm like 50 years older than you."

The man sighed angrily as he aggressively pulled her to her feet, pushing her against the wall.

"Where's your brother?"

"At this current moment in time?" She asked sarcastically as she spied Steve behind the man, a finger over his lips, "Right behind you."

The man furrowed his brows in confusion before Steve hit him over the head with his shield, knocking him out.

"You sold me out." He whined.

"And you've made me wanted by the organisation I work for." She answered with a laugh.

Steve shook his head with a small laugh as he saw Natasha making her way through the crowd towards them, a look of urgency on her face.