They find Zola in the last train car. Unarmed, but waiting for them. That's the unsettling part. Steph doesn't like it one bit. In fact, she's had a bad feeling about this mission even before they'd landed on the train, and it had nothing to do with the drop. (Damn heights. At least she didn't throw up this time.)
"Ah. Miss Rogers."
She levels her sidearm at Zola's face. Bucky comes up from behind her, shield at the ready, but while the scientist greets him with an amused, "Captain," the man's gaze flicks back to Steph right after. She sees Bucky tense, like he's seconds away from launching himself at Zola and beating the shit out of him. She reaches with her free hand to grab his elbow before he can do just that.
"Hands in the air, Doctor," Steph orders, shifting to a two-handed grip on her gun. If their circumstances had been reversed -- if Bucky had been the one taken and experimented on -- she would've beat the living daylights out of the scientist. Alas, they need Zola alive. That was what this whole op was for, not retribution for what had been done to her.
Zola complies. But as he raises his arms, he says... something. Steph doesn't know enough German to understand the words, but it doesn't matter. She suddenly goes rigid. Her eyes turn glassy, her expression blank.
"Ready to comply," she then says in shockingly perfect German, her voice low and unfeeling.
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"Ah. Miss Rogers."
She levels her sidearm at Zola's face. Bucky comes up from behind her, shield at the ready, but while the scientist greets him with an amused, "Captain," the man's gaze flicks back to Steph right after. She sees Bucky tense, like he's seconds away from launching himself at Zola and beating the shit out of him. She reaches with her free hand to grab his elbow before he can do just that.
"Hands in the air, Doctor," Steph orders, shifting to a two-handed grip on her gun. If their circumstances had been reversed -- if Bucky had been the one taken and experimented on -- she would've beat the living daylights out of the scientist. Alas, they need Zola alive. That was what this whole op was for, not retribution for what had been done to her.
Zola complies. But as he raises his arms, he says... something. Steph doesn't know enough German to understand the words, but it doesn't matter. She suddenly goes rigid. Her eyes turn glassy, her expression blank.
"Ready to comply," she then says in shockingly perfect German, her voice low and unfeeling.