The gun was coming out, a widow’s bite was the only thing that saved Cap.  Not that she knew, or even realized by that point.  Everything in Captain America, in Stephanie Rogers’ mind, was a complete mess.  Bucky was alive, but Bucky was a murderer of the highest degree.  Bucky was doing things that the Bucky she knew, the Bucky she loved, would’ve never done.  Stephanie Rogers immediately ripped her mask off, but her footing wobbled under her.  Causing her to stumble to her rear end.  

There Stephanie just laid, her body involuntarily quivering slightly just like her lips.  As all she could do was just stare forward, too stunned to move, too stunned to even think straight.  Hell, she couldn’t even think at all.  By the time SHIELD agents were coming over to help her up.  Stephanie didn’t even register it until she felt her feet on the ground again.

Suddenly though Stephanie grew quite angry, her arms slipping out of the grasp of the SHIELD agents she shoved the both of them almost shockingly far from herself.  “GET OFF OF ME!”  She screamed in blinded rage.  Glaring at the both of them before storming off in a huff.  She pulled off her SHIELD comms, throwing it aside in a frustrated huff.  Not saying a word to Natasha as she went past.  Not saying a word to Ms. Haines who still tried to get a ‘thank you’ out to her.

The Red Skull had watched on at all of this, from the secret cameras they had positioned.  Although he wasn’t completely on board with the plan Karpov had gone through on in his own volition.  Quietly Red Skull watched on as Winter Soldier, his greatest weapon and greatest use of fear and intimidation.  Was gone from the feed, and with no reports coming back.  Red Skull quietly stroked the chin of the mask, slowly turning to Karpov.  Leaning in close he took his time, letting Karpov sweat, panic internally.  

“You told me this was going to remove Ms. Rogers from the plans you and I had.”  He reminded Karpov, letting his words breathe seething venom against Karpov’s cheek.  “You... told me... that we would be rid of Captain America by seeking Winter Soldier on her in a situation... where we would have the advantage.”  Red Skull’s increasing anger quietly grew in each pause, each word he said.

“NOW!  NOT ONLY DO WE NOT HAVE CAPTAIN AMERICA’S HEAD.  WE DO NOT EVEN POSSIBLY HAVE WINTER SOLDIER ANYMORE!”  Red Skull quickly grabbed Karpov by the throat, pulling a handgun from his belt and shoving its barrel up against the chin of his once trusted handler.  “Now.  Give me one reason, why I shouldn’t pull the trigger, and spill your brains all over the HYDRA base...”