Time Flies When You're Saving Lives

Knock, Knock Hydra

Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize. Only my OC, Agent Clarissa Melanie Connors and her story line belongs to me.

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Steve and I hurriedly went back to headquarters where everyone was starting to file in the Operations Room, taking seats at the table provided. Steve sat at the end of the table facing the board that had a bunch of information on Hydra. I sat to his left while Howard sat in front of me. Chester was by the board, informing everyone what he gathered from Zola.

"Johann Schmidt belongs in a bughouse," Chester began, "He thinks he's a god, and he's willing to blow up half the world to prove it, starting with the USA."

"Schmidt's working with powers beyond our capabilities. He gets across the Atlantic, he will wipe out the entire Eastern Seaboard in an hour," Added Howard, looking at me and the rest of the people.

"How much time we got?" Asked Gabe.

"According to my new best friend, under 24 hours," Chester informed us.

"Where is he now?" Howard asked him.

"Hydra's last base is here," Chester pointed to the picture on the bulletin board, "In the Alps, 500 feet below the surface."

"So what are we supposed to do?" Dum Dum said, "I mean, it's not like
we can just knock on the front door."

"Why not?" Steve said suddenly, making me and everyone else look at him.

"That's exactly what we're going to do," Steve said, his voice full of determination.

I smirked at him and looked at the people at the table, "Well, fellas, I guess we better suit up; we've got work to do."

I tapped the table as I stood up, everyone following suit. I lightly squeezed Steve's shoulder as I passed by him to change into my uniform.

Steve got ready and changed into his uniform with the rest of the Howling Commandos. I, on the other hand, wasn't going with them this time. Steve ordered me to go with Chester and the rest of the troops.

"How many times have we had this conversation?" I asked him, rolling my eyes after I received my orders, "I can handle myself, Steve."

"I know you can handle yourself, Clary. But regardless of that it'll make me worry about you so I need you to go with Chester, at least then I know you're in good hands," He argued back, putting his shield on his back.

I took hold of his hands and looked him in the eye.

"Stay safe, blue eyes. You're not the only one who's worried," I told him.

Steve chuckled and pecked my cheek.

"Don't be late," He joked.

With that he left my room and went to his motorcycle and sped off to the Hydra base.

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Chester and I and the rest of the troops waited patiently at the edge of the forest for our signal. I tried to refrain from pacing, so I had to keep tapping my foot, glancing back at Chester who held the two-way radio. Finally, Jim's voiced yelled through the speakers.

"We're in! Assault team, go!"

"Alright, you heard him! Move out!" I yelled to the rest.

A lot of the men were shot by the guns Hydra agents possessed as we ran through. I did my best to avoid the shots and to keep an eye out for Chester. We made it inside the base, slightly unscathed, just a few cuts here and there. Thankfully I was muddied so people couldn't see my wounds healing. I saw Steve hiding behind a wall to keep himself safe from a guy who was trying to set him on fire. I quickly shot him a few times before he went down.