The russian one

Chapter 32 : The loser here is you

Just to remind you, when it's in italics it's people's thoughts and when it's in bold it's them speaking Russian.

Sorry for the wait..

Y/n's POV

We have been here for more than three weeks. Nothing special has happened, the same routine. They give us food twice a day, they take us to the toilet 3 times a day and every now and then they take us to a separate room to question us. The strange thing is that so far they have only asked me questions about who I am in the Avengers. They haven't asked me anything about them or the Shield. I guess they already got a lot of information from Alexis. They use very little violence to make us talk, for Alexis I understand but for me? I'm not the type of person to give away secrets like that. If they were really looking for information they would come after us seriously. Not that I'm complaining, but it's suspicious.

We're really well treated here, I think, even though it's Hydra. One good thing is that I was able to learn some things about them, especially that the leader here is called Brock Rumlow and that we are no longer in the United States but in Slovenia.

I sent a signal to Fury through Tony's prototypes just to let them know everything was okay. I haven't been able to hide any more at the moment, we're far too closely watched. A man entered our cell and interrupted my thoughts.

That's strange, they don't usually come this early.

"Stand up." the man said to Alexis, which he did. The soldier then blindfolded and handcuffed him before leading him out of the cell.

"Hey! Wait! What are you doing?" I asked as I stood up and rushed towards them. Another man then entered the room and pointed his gun at me.

"Get back!" He shouted as he stepped forward, forcing me to step back.

"Don't worry Y/n, you'll be fine. Don't do anything stupid," Alexis said with a half smile. "I'll be back soon."

It's that he thinks I really care about him too. What an idiot. I then let them go without saying anything and waited for him to come back.

No one's POV

A lone man sat behind a desk, smiling evilly. He was already thinking about what he could do with his new toy. "New' is a big word, let's say with his long lost toy.

It was then that he heard a knock on the door of his office.

"Come in!" he said in a loud russian voice. The door opened and his right arm went in first.

"Sir," greeted the soldier.

"Agent Rumlow" greeted the chief in turn.

"As requested I'll bring you our agent who was on the spot." the agent continued

"Good, bring him in and seat him in the chair," ordered the chief. Rumlow nodded and left the room. He returned a few seconds later with another soldier and Agent Peyton, who was still handcuffed and blindfolded. They placed him in a chair, undid his handcuffs and removed his blindfold.

It took Constable Peyton a few seconds to adjust his eyes to the light and when he saw who was in front of him he stood up and bowed.

"Mr. Tserkov."

"So you're the one who was undercover in the Shield and brought us our favorite weapon."

"Yes I am, sir." replied Agent Peyton after straightening up.