The Castle, Location classified, Apr 2013
"Welcome to the Castle, Agent MacDougall"
When they exited the plane, the agents were greeted by a woman in her mid fifties. "Agent MacDougall, I am Elaine Sinclair, the head of this base. It is an honor to meet you." Alex raised an eyebrow. "Why do people keep telling me that? I spent the last seventy years in coma!" Agent Sinclair smiled. "Yes, but my father always told me stories about the brave scottish woman that found her place among the Howlers. Arthur Sinclair." Now Alex smiled as well. "Your father was a good friend back in the day. Especially to my brother, may he rest in Avalon." Her brother. Alex gulped. Arthur shouldn't have died. He should have been there, should have got the chance to live and become a true heir to the Stuart legacy. He shouldn't have died. Alex blinked away the tears. It mattered not now.
Alexandra was in her plane studying some maps as the others came back. They had refueled and the specialists got their wounds treated and now they were ready. But there was no clue.
Time passed and there were little encounters with the Winter Soldier. Then finally Alex had enough.
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