As she talked, Steve seemed to get a bit frustrated. She was clearly on a mission. He respected that. But what he didn't like or understand was that there was someone in here in need of help, and she didn't even bother to inform him on where she was. How was he supposed to believe that? "And with all due respect, ma'am." Steve said, his tone was professional, but had power behind it. "I have these beliefs. And since it seems like you know me, these beliefs might be outdated in this time, but I am not here for the item S.H.I.E.L.D. wants. I'm here for a life that is on the line because of these actions." He said, staring at her with his blue eyes. 

He heard the crash, they only had a few more seconds before they were greeted with gunfire.... He had no choice now but to believe her. She seemed confident... And it should be obvious that the blonde who lived across the hall from him was the same blonde who was now holding a gun. He wasn't sure why he couldn't put two and two together now. Maybe it was because he didn't want to think that Fury assigned an agent to follow him... and that he would fall for that same agent.

As they walked down the halls, he heard the footsteps getting louder and louder. "There they are!" He heard someone yell. He instinctively pulled off his shield, turned, and held it up, standing in front of 13 to receive most of the bullets. As he provided cover for them, 13 was firing at them. She had pretty amazing aim.. probably would beat Natashia too. He peered over the rim of the shield to see what exactly they were up against. One man was already dead on the floor, while it seemed three men were on them, but more were soon to come he guessed. "Start stepping back." he said through the gunfire. They started to retreat farther in to the hall until they reached a corner. He stepped behind it, then looked at her. 

"When I throw my shield, start shooting. They'll be distracted." he said. he started to count down from three on his fingers, and when he was done, he turned and threw his shield. it ricocheted off the wall, and in to a man's head. Sadly though, he was grazed by a bullet without his weapon. It grazed the strap that held the helmet to his head, and it got a small part of the side of his chin. "cover me until I get my shield, then get out of here with the case. I'll keep them busy."

Steve then charged out of the corner, running for the shield that was on the floor. 13's cover fire providing him some extra time. he dove for his shield, and in the middle of grabbing it, rolling back up, and hiding behind his shield, his helmet fell off, showing his face now. He came towards them with the shield, swiping a gun away again, taking the man's arm, twisting it, and kicking him in to the others. He was halfway in the hall, and more men were coming. He now had no helmet, no gun, and an army to keep off while 13 went to go get a case. he managed to take out a couple more until he heard. "fire in the hole!!!" 

A man tossed a grenade in to the hall. Steve's reaction time was so fast, that he could dodge a bullet point blank. Now he was using it to stand up, and swatting the grenade back at them using his shield. He started to run, putting the shield back on his back as he tried to reach the corner without getting hit by another grenade. That should keep them busy, though, as he heard the grenade explode.