| The Amelie Chronicles | (MCU)

Part Two: Chapter Eight

"Why are we kidnapping him?" Amelie asked, staring at Sitwell with a glare from the other side of the car. Natasha sat between them as the car sped off on the high way.

"We're going to use him to get into Project Insight." Steve explained. Sitwell scoffed, cleaning his glasses with his tie.

"The hell you will!" He exclaimed, "Your plan won't work."

"I think it's time for you to shut up." Sam sighed from the driver's seat. Amelie sat with her arms folded in her lap, watching Sitwell from the corner of her eye.

"We'll use him to bypass security. Then we need to override the three helicarriers." Steve continued, his gaze fixed on the other cars that passed them on the highway.

"With what?" Amie asked, "We don't have equipment."

"We'll be inside SHIELD." Nat explained, "I can get my hands on some."

Amelie couldn't help but feel like this plan wasn't going to work. They were vastly outnumbered, outgunned, and out-witted. The second those helicarriers go into the sky, they will all be dead. Zola thought this all through.

Despite feeling safe among friends, Amelie still felt like Hydra was closing in on them.

"Are you all insane?" Jasper Sitwell explained, "None of this will-"

A giant thump came from the top of their car, the top slightly indented as if something had landed on top. Natasha grabbed Amie's arm, sending a look to Sam and Steve as an arm ripped through the window.

A metal arm.

Sitwell was grabbed by his jacket and thrown from the car, flying towards the other side of the highway like a rag doll until he collided with an eighteen wheeler. Amie screamed, covering her mouth with her hands in surprise.

"Get down." Natasha unbuckled Amelie's seatbelt and tossed her into the front seat with Steve, where she later joined them. Amie was tucked by the space at Steve's legs, while Nat straddled him and the seat.

She used her knee to keep Amie secured, while twisting her body to move herself, Sam, and Steve to dodge bullets.

"Hang on." Steve put the car in park, which caused the Winter Soldier to be flung off the top of the car. Amie was pressed into Steve's knees, her head hitting the side of the glove compartment.

With her heart beating fast, Amie looked up at Natasha and Steve for reassurance, but even they looked unsure. Nat pulled out a gun, but just as she was about to fire the car was rear-ended. The gun was flung from her hands and landed between Amelie's body and the space underneath the glove compartment. Amie's head spun, watching the Winter Soldier jump up onto their car once more.

He tore his hand through the top of the car, ripping the steering wheel out from the car. Sam looked up to the gaping hole in the roof, and then back at the missing steering wheel.

"Oh, shit." He exclaimed, having no way to control the car to help them.

The car swerved left and right, dangerously flying at ninety miles an hour down the freeway. Amelie clung onto Steve's pant leg, having no other option or risk smashing her head against the car door or glove compartment.

"Alright everyone hang on." Steve pulled everyone close to him, busting the car door open with his SHIELD and throwing them all out of the car. Amie squeezed her eyes shut, her knuckles white as she gripped onto Steve's jacket.

They hit the ground harshly, skidding on the SHIELD until everyone separated and started tumbling on pavement. Amelie skidded, slowly coming to a halt just a few feet away from her adoptive guardian.