Stephanie Rogers rose up from her spot on the couch.  A comforter wrapped haphazardly around her pajama dressed body.  Her hair a matted mess, bags just starting to form under her eyes.  Stephanie Rogers didn’t look much like the All-American hero of yore.  More accurately she looked shell shocked to the point of almost no return.  

“Natasha...”  Stephanie groaned irritated as Natasha made her way in.  Stephanie knew she locked the door, really it didn’t surprise her Natasha went ahead and let herself in.  For someone who’s expertly trained in espionage she wasn’t subtle.  Still, the files she had on hand was both interesting and the last thing Stephanie wanted to see.  She still couldn’t handle all the possibilities of Bucky Barnes being with Hydra, being a terrorist.

Still with the files thrust upon her Stephanie didn’t have a choice.  Opening the folder up Stephanie started eying through the details of the paperwork as Natasha gave a summary.  The documents were somewhat comforting.  At least Bucky didn’t go without a fight.  Even though that Bucky wasn’t around anymore.  Now it was some husk of a human being that might as well been dead.

Taking a deep breath Stephanie tossed the comforter off of herself.  Spinning the file onto her coffee table as she leaned down, grasping her head in her hands.  A hush fell over the apartment as Stephanie gathered her thoughts, finally glancing over to the Black Widow she sighed.

“He’s still in there, I know it.”  Stephanie told Natasha sternly but with a confidence that masked a very faint doubt.  She wanted to believe what she said, she knew Bucky and what she knew told her it wasn’t as easy as Natasha believed.  Letting out one more breath Stephanie started to get back up.  “I guess SHIELD has something more if they brought you all the way over here...”  Stephanie asked.

“We have what we believe to be Hydra’s next attack plans.”  Natasha told Stephanie.  “We have a debriefing ready to go when you’re ready.”

Stephanie nodded, “Alright, let me just...”  sniffing the air Stephanie quietly sniffed her underarm.  Almost gagging on the smell her nostrils picked up.  “Okay shower first.  Just have SHIELD send a ship to a pick up point.  I’ll meet them there.”