My Captain - Steve Rogers X Fem Reader

I fly down onto the rooftop that Steve dragged Sitwell to. I hold my hand out, prepared to blast him. "Tell me about Zola's algorithm." Steve asks.

"Never heard of it." He shakes his head.

"What were you doing on the Lemurian Star?" I ask.

"I was throwing up, I get seasick." Steve forces Sitwell to the edge of the rooftop, Sitwell just smiles. "Is this little display meant to insinuate that you're gonna throw me off the roof? Because it's really not your style, Rogers."

"You're right. It's not. It's hers." Steve steps aside and Nat kicks Sitwell off the roof, he plummets down screaming.

"So are you guys living together?" She asks.

"No, we occasionally stay with each other though." I smile.

"I can't wait for the wedding." Nat laughs.

Suddenly, Sam, in his Falcon suit with wings, flies up holding Sitwell and throws him down on the roof. He holds his hands up in fear as we walk closer. "Zola's algorithm is a program...for choosing Insight's targets!"

"What targets?" I ask.

Sitwell points at Steve, Nat, and I, "You! A TV anchor in Cairo, the Undersecretary of Defense, a high school valedictorian in Iowa city. Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange, anyone who's a threat to Hydra! Now, or in the future."

"The Future? How could it know?" Steve asks.

Sitwell laughs. How could it not? The 21st century is a digital book. Zola taught Hydrahow to read it. Your bank records, medical histories, voting patterns, e-mails, phone calls, your damn SAT scores. Zola's algorithm evaluates people's past to predict their future."

"And what then?" I ask.

"Oh, my God. Pierce is gonna kill me."

"What then?!" I yell in his face.

"Then the Insight Helicarriers scratch people off the list. A few million at a time." Sitwell says.

I take Sit well and Sam and I fly him down to Sam's car. Soon Nat and Steve follow.

I sit in the middle of Sitwell and Nat in the back seat as we drive.
"Hydra doesn't like leaks." Sit well says.

"So why don't you try sticking a cork in it." Sam huffs.

"Insight's launching in sixteen hours, we're cutting it a little bit close here." Nat leans forward.

"I know. We'll use him to bypass the DNA scans and access the Helicarriers directly." Steve nods.

"What?! Are you crazy? That is a terrible, terrible idea.-" I gasp as a hand crashing the window and throws Sitwell out and to his death. The man on top starts shooting at Nat and I, I drag her to the front for her to sit on Sam's lap while I sit in Steve's lap. Steve pulls the break handle making the Man drop down onto the street, as another car smashes into our car and pushes us along, the man  jumps back onto our car, smashes through the windshield and pulls out the steering wheel.

"Shit!" Sam yells. Natasha starts shooting at him but the man jumps onto the vehicle behind us, as our car is being pulled off the road Steve holds on to the car door.

"Hang on!" He breaks open the door, holding onto Natasha and Sam, they slide on the car door through the streets as I fly up.

I fly up to dodge the bullets as we all break off. I blast down at the men dressed in all black, the main man with the metal arm rips off a car door and throws it at me, making me fly back into a small building.

I fly back as I see Nat get shot. I blast the man with the metal arm in the back as Steve jumps in. I dive down and hold onto Nat's side, lifting her and hurrying to take her behind another car. "Oh god Nat." I whisper, holding onto her wound. I take off the clothes on top of my suit and wrap my leggings around her shoulder.

"Smart." She smiles shakily.

"Nat...you need to stay away and apply pressure." I look up and try to find Sam. My eyes land on Steve as he looks at the man....it was his old friend....Bucky! I look down as Nat gets up and uses a grenade launcher. "Nat keep pressure!" My eyes widen as Hydra agents trap us...led by Rumlow.

The four of us were escorted into an alleyway, where there was multiple black vans. I freeze as Rumlow pulls me aside. "This is your last chance...if you join me then I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you." He smirks.

Steve jumps in and punches him. "Get away from her!" He hisses.

Rumlow grabs me by my hair and shoves me and Steve in the van as free he cuffs us. "You lost your chance bitch." He spits as he slams the door.

"Your okay... it's okay." Steve hushes me. We all sit in silence as the vans move, "It was him. He looked right at me like he didn't even know me." Steve says, referring to Bucky.

"How's that even possible? It was like seventy years ago." Sam says.

"Zola. Bucky's whole unit was captured in '43, Zola experimented on him. Whatever he did helped Bucky survive the fall. They must have found him and..." Steve's voice breaks.

"None of that's your fault, Steve." I whisper.

"Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky." Steve looks away.

"We need to get a doctor here. We don't put pressure on that wound she's gonna bleed out here in the truck." Sam says to the guards.

suddenly one of the guards pulls out an electric rod and neutralizes the other guard and knocks him out, the guard is revealed to be Maria Hill as she takes off her helmet. "Ah. That thing was squeezing my brain." Sam looks at her in confusion as I smile at her.

"Who's this guy?"