Lost in Time

Twenty-Nine

Loki could tell from how rigid her body was, that she was fighting her urge to kill right now. The two had followed Pierce, from the invisible tracker she had placed on him, now at some location that was under the archive building in D.C. From those he could see as they walked through, trailing behind the man, in the mirror dimension, she was counting how many, and from the pure and silent rage that rolled off of her, he knew that she would ensure none survived.

Her hands were gripping her guns that she held ready, and he could swear he heard her teeth grind. She had told him that she wanted to wait, until Bucky had been given the clear from the doctors after they took him from cryo, before he would be given orders.

'Are you ready?..'... She asked, and Lokis gaze flicked to her and back at the scene before him, hearing how deadly calm her voice was.

'Yes. I will not leave you, no matter what revenge you wish to extract..'.. From what he was witnessing, it would be justly deserved. His own hands shifted, his daggers in a tight grip, getting ready. He knew his part in this, was to protect Barnes, no matter what. If she was hurt, don't falter from the mission she gave him, his priority was to always be Barnes. Loki just wanted to take the man and go, but as she stated, Barnes should see that Hydra would be punished for what they did to him.

He moved closer to her side, seeing her take a stance, knowing they were going to step out of the mirror dimension. Again, he was thankful to be on her side, after hearing her say as to what she really wanted to do to them. He had a darker side, but even then, he had been merciful. Taking a deep breath, he gave a small nod, and stepped through the dimension with her.

He didn't hesitate as he threw his daggers at the guards closest to Barnes, he was solely focused on protecting the man, Loki was sure if he screwed this up, she'd torture and kill him in the most depraved ways possible.

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Tony skidded into the room, not caring that he was half dressed, and he had been in bed with Pepper, but this was important. Jarvis had informed him that Elle had returned and was in the room ready, but seeing her battered, bruised and bleeding, was nothing compared to the shiver of fear he had, staring at the soldier that was Barnes... 'Wh-How-..'.. He held his hands up, taking a few cautious steps forward, seeing her hunched slightly, her arm across her stomach. He noted that her suit looked familiar, but he couldn't place it.

'Him first, then me..'.. She winched, then said something he didn't understand. Barnes or the soldier, turned and moved to the machine, his dead stare on the wall ahead of him... 'Open it up Tony, before he starts to regain any sense, as Bucky or the soldier. Preferably the former..'.. Her other hand came to her throat, rubbing it.

Tony jumped into action, but kept a wide distance from Barnes as he had the chamber open. She said something again, and Tony picked up it was Russian, as though she was giving Barnes orders, and he was listening. He stayed where he was, practically holding his breath that the guy wouldn't flip out or freak out right now. He didn't have anything to defend himself against a super soldier and Elle looked a little worse for wear. He listened to her give orders in another language, but never did he take his eyes of them. He knew Elle could fight, but the thought of her going against a super soldier, had him wincing.

'Tony...'.. Her voice grabbed his attention... 'Let's get him hooked up..'.. He nodded and had Jarvis begin the scans, as the two got Barnes set up. Tony held back a shiver and the complete dead look in Barnes eyes as he stared striaght ahead. He couldn't help but feel guilt and empathy, if he hadn't been so self absorbed, he may have dug into his father's files, and found Barnes long before now... 'Jarvis, how are we looking?..'