Return to Sender {bucky barnes/winter soldier}

006 : Information Compromised

"It looks like they made it to our cover base." The man in the slick suit stood in front of a panel that had red lights lit up across a map of the United States. "Things are moving a bit quicker than planned. I'm hopeful you will be more obedient?"

HellFire pushed herself up, her long red hair was matted with sweat with thick wet strands of hair strewn in front of her face. With a serious look on her face, she dared not to make eye contact with the boss. "Yes sir."

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"I told Clint we would get out of his hair as soon as possible. Sam's working out arrangements with the motel so for now we'll stay here." Steve used the key card to unlock the motel room down. "Now, let's get looking. We have quite a bit of files to get through, hopefully we'll find something useful."

Holding their boxes, Bucky and Mila sat down at a bed and began to sift through the contents. It seemed like hours had passed as they went through the files and paperwork. "How is it possible there are so many files, but so little useful information?" Sam groaned as he pulled forward another box.

"Hold on, I think I've got something." Steve reached to the bottom of his box and pulled out a thick military grade laptop with a banner titled, 'Property of S.H.I.E.L.D.' on top of it. The others gathered around Steve as he opened the laptop.

"There's no way it's working-" Cutting Mila off, the chime of the computer loading interrupted her.

"It needs a log in code." Steve sighed.

"Can't we bypass it?" Bucky questioned him but was immediately shot down by Sam.

"No, this is a military grade laptop. Plus, it seems that whoever owned this had some major security on it. It looks like we only have three tries before it wipes the hard drive." Sam fiddled with the computer frustratingly.

"Wait. Mil- Willow. You used to be a great hacker. Do you think you could try it out?" Steve gave her a chance and handed her the laptop.

Mila bore a confused look at she tried to think of any memory involving coding. She looked at the keys, thinking of any word that would come to mind, but she wound up blank."I don't know. I told you, I don't remember. Who was I?"

Sighing, the group tried to find any other piece of information from the boxes. As Mila sifted through the boxes on the other side of the room, Steve and Sam noticed a small etching, a faint imprint from a pen on a piece of paper on the laptop's surface. Someone had written a number on a piece of paper on top of the laptop and it had surprisingly kept a faint imprint.

Quickly, they wrote the number down on a piece of paper trying to see if they could recognize the area code or anything. Showing the slip of paper to Bucky, they agreed not to tell Mila about the number. "Do you think it could be the man in the suit?" Bucky asked.

"I doubt it. But, there's a good bet that this number can lead us to someone within Hydra. At least we can get more answers." Steve shrugged.

"I'll put his number in my burner phone and get rid of the paper so she won't find it. I think it's best to not tell her about this. At least, until we know she trusts us, fully." Sam informs them as he inputs the number into his burner phone before stuffing it in his duffel bag.

After hours of searching for more clue the light began to fade as darkness took over. Mila watched from her chair as the others climbed into the two beds. Steve and Sam in one and Bucky in the other. She knew they wouldn't fall asleep until she did, so she tried to be as quiet as possible. 

Surprisingly enough it worked and she could hear the faint snores from Captain America and the Falcon in the other bed. Slowly, she got up from her chair and crouched to the ground. She felt around for their bags to find any way to escape. She had hoped that vigilantes such as themselves might have some kind of weapons on them that she could use to escape.