worth fighting for.

They'd been blindsided. Hydra had them surrounded before any plan of action could be put into effect. Assisting the enemy in any way, shape, or form was the last thing that Andy wanted to be doing. She hadn't gone across the Atlantic to assist Hydra. This wasn't what she'd changed her identity for. She was smart though. She wasn't going to be one of those soldiers who mouthed off. The less she stuck out, the better. She couldn't risk having attention brought onto her. Not when she had a great deal to hide.

Each day seemed to blur into the next. She'd lost count of how many times she'd been led out of her cell with other prisoners to work on those goddamn weapons. She'd noticed Sergeant Barnes' absence. He had been amongst the group of prisoners she'd been with since arriving at the Hydra factory. She knew that he'd started looking a bit worse for wear not long after they all arrived and were put to work. It wasn't long after that when he'd been taken away, and no one had seen him since. It could have been hours ago or days or even weeks. Time just seemed to pass by differently here.

She, Falsworth, and Dugan were being led back to their cell by one of the Hydra agents. Apparently they weren't walking fast enough or something they were doing hadn't pleased the bastard because Andy was shoved forward roughly. Dugan was ready to stop and turn, but he was just shoved forward as well, and the agent was quick to knock the hat right off of Dugan's head with his club. Andy was surprised when Dugan didn't retaliate. Well, he didn't do so straight away at least. It wasn't until they reached their cell and were back behind bars that Dugan placed the hat back on his head, and looked the Hydra agent straight in the eyes and said, "You know, Fritz, one of these days I'm going to have a stick of my own."

"They're not worth it." Andy told Dugan once the Hydra agent started walking away. "They're scum, but mouthin' off isn't gonna do shit." She knew that he'd only meant to stand up for her, and she appreciated it, they're little group all seemed to have each other's backs, but it wasn't worth it. "We don't need ya disappearin' like Barnes did."

Before anything else could be said, one of the Hydra agents was taken out overhead. Andy and the others were quick to get to their feet to see what was going on. That's when a man appeared. "Who're you supposed to be?" Gabe voiced. "Captain America." Was his simple response as he began letting their group and the other prisoners out of their cells. "I'm looking for a James Barnes." He stated when one of the men asked if they were taking everyone. "Barnes was taken not long after we first got here. He was taken to the isolation clinic..." Andy started. "No one's ever come back from there..." Dugan finished for her. Cap was quick to fire off instructions for how to get out. "Get out fast and give 'em hell. I'll be there as soon as I can with anyone else I find." Falsworth stopped him before he walked off and asked if he knew what he was doing. "Yeah, I've knocked out Adolf Hitler over two hundred times." Andy and the others all exchanged a look as he walked off. "Well, you heard him. Lets go give 'em hell." Andy smirked.

Staring at the ceiling had become somewhat of a pastime for Bucky - not by choice, necessarily, but there wasn't much else to do to pass the hours. He spent most of his time lying on his back strapped to a chair, and the ceiling always ended up in his line of vision. The longer he spent in the chair, the closer the ceiling seemed to get. Maybe being chained up for so long was slowly driving him crazy.

He wasn't even sure what the Hydra agents were doing most of the time. Occasionally they would torture him, mostly when he wouldn't answer their questions, but a lot of times it looked like they were doing some kind of experiment. Most of the time they gave Bucky some kind of shot that put him in a dazed state, so it was difficult for him to focus.

Bucky was just starting to come back to himself when he heard frantic movements off to the side. He struggled to focus his eyes, seeing one of the lead scientists moving about the room and grabbing things hurriedly. He watched as the man barely glanced over his shoulder at Bucky, before quickly leaving the room. It was eerily quiet for a second; Bucky was just beginning to become more aware of his surroundings and realized that he needed to free himself as soon as possible.

Suddenly, someone was at the side of the chair that Bucky was strapped to. Whoever it was was saying his name, so Bucky looked up at the figure with a confused expression.

Steve? But it couldn't be. The face looked like Steve but...had he always been so tall?

Once Bucky was freed from the restraints, he let Steve lead the way, though he was still unsure if this truly was the Steve that he knew. Then again, he'd seen a lot of things in the past few years - few things really surprised him anymore. Now that he was free, all of his senses came back to him and he almost went on auto-pilot, running behind Steve as they barreled down the hall in the hopes of finding an exit. Suddenly, Bucky remembered the other soldiers from his unit and he froze mid-step; Steve followed suit and looked back at Bucky with a questioning stare.

"What about the others? Did you find any of the other soldiers?" Bucky wanted to know. Steve assured Bucky that they had already been freed, but Bucky was hardly at ease. He blamed himself for the capture and if they all didn't get out safely...well, that would be on him, too.