H A I L H Y D R A || J. B. Barnes

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After their nice homecoming, it was time to get back to work. The soldiers were given a nice meal, fluids, a shower, and new clothes. Once that was done most were questioned on their time at the facility.

Steve questioned Beck in her tent. "What were they building?" He asked, looking at her seriously. She was packing, the soldiers there were being shipped back over to London for the time being.

"They were parts for some kind of super plane. The plane is going to be massive, Steve. The parts are enormous," Beck explained, putting a picture frame in her bag.

"Was the plane being built at the factory?" Rogers questioned further, crossing his arms.

"No. Once we finished a part they shipped them off to a different factory. I saw that map and the facility wasn't on it. They said the name in German but I know for a fact the parts aren't going to any place you saw. Its location is only communicated through word," Beck answered, zipping her bag and looking at Steve.

"Do you have any idea where it might be?" Steve asked as a last resort. It was important to find that base. A plane that size couldn't be for something good.

"No. They never said anything like that around us. I just know it's somewhere cold. Other than that I've got no clue," Becky said, making sure she had everything before leaving her tent.

"Okay. Thanks, Beck. I'm glad you're okay," Steve said. Becky smiled and hugged him.

"Only thanks to you," she responded, walking away and off to the airstrip to be loaded onto the plane back to London.

But the truth was Becky didn't know if she was okay. That stuff Zola injected her with, it made her stronger. Beck noticed it right away. It was eating at her, that he had done that. Her mind didn't know what to think of it.

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When Beck and Steve arrived back in London, all of the captured soldiers were ready to party. They all picked one bar and went to it.

The bar was immediately noisy and wild, all of the soldiers getting their pent-up energy out in many forms.

Beck didn't feel like being in the middle of all the testosterone and sat at the bar, ordering a glass of wine. Before she sat she noticed a poster of Steve in a red white and blue getup, a sticker across saying "tour cancelled." Becky was so finding that recording.

Becky swirled her wine in the glass as her mind turned, going over the events in the weapons factory.

Becky was aware again when someone sat down next to her. It was Steve. "Hey, Captain. How'd your meeting go?" She asked curiously, smiling at the man.

"Good. They want me to go take out the Hydra bases on the map. Though, I will need a team. So... I wanted to ask if you'd be so kind and join me," Steve responded, looking at Becky with a smirk. She studied his face for a moment before she broke out into a smile.

"Of course I'll join you. I'm with you till the end of the line. Don't you ever forget it," Beck stated, taking another sip from her glass.

"I met some soldiers down in the prisons and I think I'd like them on the team. I was wondering if you knew them? One had a handlebar moustache and a hat, there was a Brit and-" Beck stopped a Steve mid-sentence. She knew who they were all right.