Gone Girl

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2 Weeks later
Steve's POV

My phone rang as I walked into Shield and I answered without checking to see who it was. It's not like very many people actually called me anyways - and I had an unlisted number.

"Rogers."

"Steve...Hydra took them," Jake gasped, breathing heavily. "Ambush."

"Jake, where are you?" I asked, running to the elevator. "Avenger's floor."

I heard gunshots and Jake groaned in pain, not saying any more but keeping the line connected. I raced into Maria's office, hoping she was there. She was and she looked up at me in surprise.

"Maria – can you trace this call? It's Jake - he says Hydra ambushed them." I handed her the phone and she put it on speaker while typing rapidly on her computer.

"Jake, can you tell us where you're at?" Maria asked, her face tight. We heard sirens and people shouting in the background, but no reply. "Hold on Jake, we're coming. They're at this address," Maria said, scribbling something down on a piece of paper and thrusting it at me as we hurried back to the elevator.

"Lobby – override protocol; Hill, Maria C.," she said as we stepped in, the elevator descending rapidly without stopping.

She tossed me a set of keys as we raced for the parking garage. A push of a button showed us which one it was and we were pulling out moments later, heading to the location. I hit the lights, flooring it while Maria was on the phone, mobilizing whoever was available from Strike 1 and 2 - some of them were out on a mission right now.

*      *

I wasn't prepared for what I saw when we reached the address. The Shield SUV they'd been in had rolled several times and was pretty beat up, indents where they'd been fired at covering the vehicle, windows all broken out. These vehicles were meant to take one hell of a beating, but they weren't indestructible.

Jake was being treated by the paramedics that had already arrived and I could tell he was unconscious. Mike was being strapped to a gurney to be loaded into the ambulance. He indicated he wanted my attention and I rushed over.

"Mikey, what happened?"

A woman tried to keep me away from him. "He has a collapsed lung, sir; he shouldn't be talking."

"Whoever did this took the rest of my team, ma'am, including my fiancé," I said, looking over at the female that had protested. "I need to know what happened, please." She raised her hand in acceptance, moving to finish securing him for transport.

"Hydra," Mike said, gesturing with his hands. He sounded awful.

"Six men, heavily armed. Went west, 2 black vehicles," Maria said from beside me. "SUV's or cars?"

Mike held up one finger.

"SUV's," Maria said. "How long ago?"

His fingers moved quickly and Maria looked at her watch. "15 - 20 minutes. Thank you, Agent," she said, patting his arm. "You listen to the paramedics and do what they tell you to, okay?"

"Thanks, Mikey. You did good," I said, backing away so they could load him. "See you soon, buddy."

"Maria -"

"I know, Steve – let me make a couple calls," she said, pulling out her phone. "Find out which hospital they're taking them to."

After a very brief conversation with the female paramedic I'd talked to earlier,  I called Tony and Skye to see if either of them could track them, hoping for a positive answer.

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