Steve and Natasha are walking through a busy mall. The two of them are dressed in normal civilian clothing, blending into the crowd as though they were just a normal couple going about their day. "First rule of going on the run is, don't run, walk." Natasha whispers, noticing his movements.
Steve huffs slightly. "If I run in these shoes, they're gonna fall off." He remarks, his head held down slightly, pushing up the glasses Natasha had put on him so they don't slide off his nose. They both head into the nearby Apple store, making their way over to the computers. Other
"The drive has a Level Six homing program, so as soon as we boot up, SHIELD will know exactly where we are." Natasha informs him.
"How much time do we have?" He asks.
"Uh...about nine minutes from..." Her voice trails off as she pops the flash drive into a MacBook Pro. "Now." She starts tapping into, and bypassing the security on the device. "Fury was right about that ship, somebody's trying to hide something. This drive is protected by some sort of AI, it keeps rewriting itself to counter my commands."
"Can you override it?" Steve questions.
"The person who developed this is slightly smarter than me." She reminds Steve, continuing to try and hack into the account. She stops talking for a moment before continuing; "slightly." She draws her attention back to the computer, trying to bypass the security on the flash drive. "I'm gonna try running a tracer." She tells him, recognising the system on the drive after being unable to bypass it to gain the information. "This is a program that SHIELD developed to track hostile malware, so if we can't read the file, maybe we can find out where it came from." Her voice carries off when footsteps come up beside him.
The man is wearing a blue polo with a white apple ID badge on his chest. "Can I help you guys with anything?" The employee asks kindly.
"Oh, no. My fiancé was just helping me with some honeymoon destinations." Natasha lies smoothly, looking away from the computer, her arm loosely hanging around Steve's shoulders.
"Right! We're getting married." Steve replies with faked enthusiasm.
"Congratulations." He replies. "Where do you guys thinking about going?"
Steve looks at the monitor and sees the signal traced to somewhere in New Jersey. "New Jersey." He answers after a few seconds, looking back up at the employee.
"Oh." He answers, slightly shocked at the choice of location. "I have the exact same glasses." He notices, pointing to Steve's face.
"Wow, you two are practically twins." Natasha chuckles, diverting the employer's attention.
"Yeah, I wish. Specimen." He lifts his hands and gestures to Steve's frame before showing them his badge. "Uh...if you guys need anything, I've been Aaron."
"Thank you." Steve replies. "You said nine minutes, come on."
"Shh, relax." She tries to reassure him. "Got it." The single pops up as coming from Wheaton, NJ and she looks up at Steve. "You know it?"
Steve Rogers: I used to. Let's go. [Steve pulls the flash drive from the computer and they walk out of the store] Standard tac-team. Two behind, to across, two coming straight at us. If they make us, I'll engage, you hit the south escalator to the metro. [as two agents are coming straight towards them]
"Shut up and put your arm around me, laugh at something I said." Natasha orders quickly.
"What?" Steve looks down at her.
"Do it!" She hisses and Steve quickly puts his arm around Natasha and laughs.
Back at the mac store, one of the agents is looking around. "Negative at the source." Rollins says over the radio.
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The Soldat, The Captain and The Asset
FanfictionIn September 1944, Steve rescues Bucky, the Howling Commandos and all other international soldiers who had been held as prisoners of war by Hydra, only to be told by Bucky that he hadn't. When going back for others, he finds out that the last prison...
